Doting on the cute concubine: The good-for-nothing miss

Chapter 159 Yushuimen Deputy Gatekeeper (1)

Sure enough, Mo Qingjue immediately gave her a hard look, and then said angrily: "Hmph! Brother Huang only has eyes on you now! I don't care! Anyway, I want to borrow it!"

After finishing speaking, she jumped into the carriage, raised her hand and patted the horse's back. Who would have thought that the Winged Horse, which was so docile before, suddenly raised its head and neighed, and began to jolt vigorously.

Mo Qingjue barely stabilized her body in the car, but the winged horse refused to move forward, so she had to jump down silently.

Seeing the faces of the people in the yard holding back their laughter, she stomped her feet angrily and rushed to the inner courtyard.

"Follow me and take a look," Ye Xiaoyue hurriedly said to Xiaoyun, and then added, "Don't let her smash things, they just packed them."

Xiaoyun followed in amused manner, Ye Xiaoyue turned her head and saw Mo Lingye was holding the stone table and laughing out of sight.

Ye Xiaoyue stared at him helplessly: "Don't you think she doesn't hate me enough?"

"Who said that? I really hate you so I won't always come to you." Mo Lingye suppressed a smile, and very naturally pulled Ye Xiaoyue to sit on his lap, "I heard that you cured Ye Xiaolan. How is it? Did Marquis Zhen Guo trouble you later?"

"No." Ye Xiaoyue thought that he was going to say that he was causing trouble to the emperor, but she didn't expect to ask this, so she smiled, "The scandal is rumored, and he probably won't have the face to go out for a month."

"That's not necessarily the case." Mo Lingye smiled, "He went to the palace to plead guilty early this morning."

Ye Xiaoyue simply rolled her eyes: "Then you want to take his precious daughter back home and discipline her strictly?"

"That's right." Mo Lingye laughed when he saw her expression, and then his expression became a little more serious, "But he was a step too late, he had already been taken away by Yushuimen."

Ye Xiaoyue frowned: "Yushuimen? Isn't it her master?"

"Exactly." Mo Lingye said, pinching Ye Xiaoyue's little face, "Are you afraid?"

"I can't say whether I'm afraid or not. After all, I haven't been in contact with it yet." Ye Xiaoyue frowned, recalling the rumors she had heard before, and sighed sincerely, "But it is said that he is quite protective of his weaknesses. Although he may not win or lose, trouble is certain. "

"Indeed. But there is another person who came to the imperial capital today, so she dare not do anything for the time being." Mo Lingye said later, with a strange expression on his face.

Ye Xiaoyue caught it in time, and immediately asked: "Who is it? I heard that the vice sect master has a very tough personality. Is there anyone else who can scare her like this?"

"No." Mo Lingye shook his head with a smile, "The truth is just the opposite."

Seeing Ye Xiaoyue's bright eyes staring at him curiously, he smiled and leaned over his face: "If you want to know, just kiss one."

The corner of Ye Xiaoyue's mouth twitched, the sight of a domineering president.

"Forget it, it won't matter if I don't know." Ye Xiaoyue rubbed her chin, pretending to be thinking, "There is still a little nympho venom that I gave Ye Xiaolan before, do you want to try it on a man next time... "

"You dare!" Mo Lingye's scalp was numb, and he immediately raised Ye Xiaoyue's chin, and pecked her red lips hard as punishment, "Don't even think about it! Do you hear me!"

Ye Xiaoyue is funny, the way this man is jealous is so funny.

It's rare that nothing happened, the two talked affectionately for a long time, Mo Lingye took the opportunity to eat all kinds of tofu, Ye Xiaoyue refused a few times, he immediately looked at her with the eyes of an innocent child who was abandoned, making her laugh And helpless.

On the other side, Ye Xiaolan slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw a pair of cold eyes looking at her, and couldn't help but sit up in shock: "Master?!"

In front of her was a woman in white, her long hair was loose behind her back without any restraint. Although she was about 40 or [-] years old, she still had a beautiful face without the slightest wrinkle. Except for the deepness in her eyes, she looked almost the same as in her twenties. A young girl of more than one year old is no different.

"You still know that you are my disciple of Yushuimen." Even when facing his apprentice, Mo Qiushui's eyes didn't have the slightest warmth.

(End of this chapter)