The Seventh Bride of President

Mrs. Chu didn't seem to see her movements, she just kept asking her about the food, clothing, housing and transportation in the inn, and asked her if she would like to move back to the Chu Mansion.

Mo Siyu refused.

Mrs. Chu didn't force her either, she just told Chu Chuyan to take good care of her in the inn.

Under Mrs. Chu's gaze, Mo Siyu was a little restless. The look in her eyes was too warm, and she couldn't avoid it.

Mrs. Chu seemed to be aware of her unease, and asked again: "What's the matter with the woman's hairpin you mentioned just now?"

Mrs. Chu stared expectantly at the two people sitting in front of her. Could it be that her youngest son, who is not enlightened, already knows their real identities?

If this is the case, shouldn't this lifelong event be put on the agenda?

Mo Siyu didn't know Madam Chu's thoughts. He was afraid that Madam Chu might misunderstand, so he laughed, "Hairpin? Brother Yan just picked it up. I just said it casually, so I can't take it seriously."

Madam Chu was full of disappointment: "Well, I thought..."

"Mother, what do you think?" Chu Chuyan also felt that something was wrong with Mother today.

"It's nothing, it seems that I'm thinking too much." Mrs. Chu sighed silently.

After sitting for a while, Mo Siyu was about to leave, Chu Chuyan followed Mo Siyu out of the Chu residence.

"Thank you brother Yu for saving me today." Chu Chuyan was in a good mood as he rode on the horse.

"As long as Brother Yan doesn't blame me for ruining your good deed."

The two were chatting happily, a line of guards galloped towards them quickly, the dust raised by the horseshoes covered the sky, and the group soon arrived in front of Mo Siyu and Chu Chuyan.

"The High Priest, please, please come with us." Zhuang Qingyun said in a respectful voice.

Hearing this, Mo Siyu frowned imperceptibly when he thought of what his brother had said to him: "Dare to ask the high priest to find me, what is the matter?"

"You'll know when you go." Zhuang Qingyun smiled slightly at Mo Siyu, coaxing: "The high priest is quite partial to Mr. Yu, so Mr. Yu should not delay."

Mo Siyu didn't want to go: "I have a headache today, can I go tomorrow?"

"No, human life is at stake, please forgive me, Mr. Yu." Zhuang Qingyun couldn't help but raised his chin to the guards, and the group of people surrounded the two of them, saying "you have to go today, if you don't go I have to go too” strong posture.

Mo Siyu glanced at Chu Chuyan: "It's about human life, I can go, brother Yan can leave."

"The two of you can go together, and you can come back together when the time comes." Zhuang Qingyun couldn't help but raised his long whip and lashed the two people's hips twice.

Startled, the horse raised its hooves and galloped.

Chu Chuyan firmly grasped the rein, and chased behind Mo Siyu: "Be careful, lean forward, hold on to the rein, and clamp the horse's belly..."

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Priest House.

Mo Siyu jumped off the horse, and under the leadership of Zhuang Qingyun and the housekeeper, they walked forward together. When they reached the living room inside, they finally saw Qin Wuyan.

Mo Siyu has a bad temper: "The high priest can't help but say, what's the point of sending someone to arrest us?"

Qin Wuyan raised his eyes and looked at Zhuang Qingyun in surprise.

Zhuang Qingyun immediately said: "It's the subordinate's fault. Human life is really at stake. If there is no delay, the subordinate is reckless. I also ask Young Master Yu and the high priest to punish him."

Qin Wuyan said softly, "Go and receive the punishment yourself."

Soon, the dull sound of the board hitting the meat came in from outside, Mo Siyu was startled and frowned...