Qing Palace Dream Like Smoke·Moyu

Chapter 217

Autumn is heavy, the frost is cold and the dew is cold. In the courtyard street next to the House of Internal Affairs at Moyu Station, he looked at the place he swept all the way with satisfaction.Originally, it was a job done by two people. Because Qing'er had more seniority, and he had fallen to this point, he must have been disliked in the same place. From this inference, naturally he didn't need to show his favor to him, so he was not seen by the supervisor. At that time, it was only natural for the newcomers to take on more of this labor.

Mo Yu didn't mind, as she walked slowly along the road, her heart was very calm, the physical pain seemed to have lightened her mental burden a lot, these days, even Xu Huacheng, who had been worrying and caring, was very worried. Think less.He should be okay, right?

"Why are you doing this alone?"

Turning his head, it was Fourteen, frowning with dissatisfaction on his face, and cursing bitterly: "Zhang Qi, this dog slave! How dare you do this..." Perfunctory prevarication, obedience and obedience... He had already explained something, and he smiled flatteringly After that, Lian Lian said he understood. Is this how he understands?The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, his face was cloudy and uncertain, he forgot that he originally wanted to say a few words to her, turned around and went to the House of Internal Affairs.

Seeing his unkind expression, Mo Yu hurriedly called out, "Where are you going?"

Fourteen paused for a while, then said with a somber face, "Don't worry about it." He raised his foot to leave again.Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Mo Yu chased him a few steps and said, "Does Fourteenth Master think that slaves suffer too little?"

Fourteen stagnated, and slowly stopped, realizing her recklessness, she was right, although Zhang Qi was not in her eyes, the facts now controlled her, she went so impulsively, and then It's impossible to watch and guard at all times, he has been angry with himself, even if he implements it openly, how will he know what kind of insidious tricks he will use in secret, wouldn't it make her even more sad to do it himself.

After calming down, she turned around and smiled at her, "I just suddenly remembered something... I am in a hurry."

Mo Yu saw that his expression had eased, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a light smile, "Since the Fourteenth Master has something to do, then the servant will not hinder the Fourteenth Master."

Fourteen walked in front of her, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's not in such a hurry, there's still time to talk to you before we leave."

Her temple hair was a little disheveled by the wind, and her face was a little pale. Because of the hard work, there was a touch of blood on her cheeks, but the expression on her brows was not haggard and lonely as imagined. There was a seemingly strange indifferent smile, that feeling Like a leaf drifting with the waves in the autumn wind, there is no sense of ups and downs.

Fourteen watched quietly for a while, then suddenly smiled, "Why do I think you are more at ease now than before."

Mo Yuwan smiled and said, "Really? The servant also feels relaxed recently, and sleeps much more peacefully at night than before."

"Isn't it sad for you to say that?" Looking at her smile, Fourteen deliberately sighed and said, "Don't you often see us so sad that it will cause nightmares?"

Mo Yu couldn't help laughing, this free and easy, rebellious young man, like a touch of bright color in the cold pale, is always full of vitality, and also brings a lively atmosphere to others.

(End of this chapter)