Crazy Young Empress: Shadowsong Moon Dance

Chapter 347 The Most Fickle Emperor's Family 【Twelve】

Xiao Nan, who was driving in front, suddenly had a serious expression, and turned his head to warn the three people in the car in a low voice:

"Sure enough, there are more soldiers guarding the front gate than usual, so be careful!"

The pulley of the carriage moved forward to the gate of the city, and the sound of soldiers shouting and questioning came faintly into Mo Wuying's ears.

"The carriage stopped to check! Is there a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in the carriage?"

The carriage stopped slowly, and Xiao Nan's flattering tone was heard:
"Several officials, in the car are the young lady and the nanny of our family.

Today is the day when the nanny goes home to visit her relatives, and the two young masters accompany her out of the city to visit at home! "

Without any warning, the carriage curtain was lifted.

An officer with a serious expression glanced into the carriage and looked at Mo Wuying in women's attire.

He frowned again and looked at Yan Yushuang, the 'nurse' who was disguised like a prostitute in a brothel.

Finally pointing at Yungeyue and shouting: "You, get out of the car!"

Several people were shocked, Yan Yushuang's hand hidden in the woman's fat cloud sleeve was tightly holding Mo Wuying and trembling.

Mo Wuying deliberately leaned forward to block half of Yan Yushuang's body, widened her eyes and scolded the official:
"This official scared my nanny, why did you let my brother get out of the car?"

Turning around and acting coquettishly to Xiao Nan again: "Young housekeeper, we have to travel for a day, if we delay for too long and it gets dark, the road may not be smooth!

I don't care, if you don't reach the nanny's hometown before dawn, I'll give you a hundred whips! "

The official gave Mo Wuying a hard look: "Which lady in the house is so savage! I just asked your brother to come down to check his height as a matter of routine, and it caused you to talk so much!"

Mo Wuying stuck out her tongue on purpose and rolled her eyes at him, appearing like a doting, lawless and brain-dead lady.

Yun Geyue, on the other hand, pretended to be a sick child who would be crooked in the wind, climbed down the carriage slowly with hands and feet, and exaggeratedly coughed a few times while clutching her chest.

I don't know what method he used, but he could make his throat make a piercing sound like a plastic bag leaking air.

It's as if the lung lobe has broken countless holes, and it's heart-wrenching and piercing...

When the officer saw this image, he thought it was a young man with tuberculosis raised by the ancestors of some mansion who didn't have good virtue.

(End of this chapter)