The Seventh Bride of President

"At first sight, the high priest and his wife were wrong. How can they compare with us? Moreover, our two families do not have such domineering elders.

Your Chu family and our Mohist family not only have no deep blood feud, but also have the grace of saving lives. You don't have to think about it. " Mo Siyu comforted Haosheng and promised that no similar thing would happen again before he rescued his fingers from Chu Chuyan's palm.

Hearing the sound of watchmaking outside the house, Mo Siyu stood up and walked to the window: "it's very late. I'm going back to the inn."

"Stay here tonight." Chu Chu Yan saw that her face was different, and she said shyly, "I didn't know your identity before, so I was offended.

Now that I know, I will never have those frivolous Meng Lang's actions again. After all, we have a long way to go.

If you stay here to rest, I'll lie on the desk. It's not too late for you to go back early tomorrow morning. "

Mo Siyu shook his head: "no, I came to see you tonight without telling my brother. I'm afraid I can't sneak out to see you later.

If I can't go back before my brother goes back to the inn tonight, once he finds out, I'm afraid I'll never see you again in the moon city. "

Chu Chu was so worried that he didn't have time to change his clothes all night. He jumped out of the window with Mo Siyu: "I didn't know that man was your brother before, but there were several clashes. If I knew that man was your brother at the beginning, even if he wanted to kill me, I wouldn't dare to return it.

Is it because I have implicated you, and your brother is angry and doesn't want us to communicate? "

The night is bright and the stars are all over the sky.

In the dark streets, only watchmen pass by occasionally. The market has faded the noise and bustle of the day, and now it has become deserted.

Mo Siyu smiled for a moment, tilted his head and asked, "what if my brother and my parents don't want us to communicate?"

"Naturally, I will persevere. One day, your parents and brothers will see my sincerity, but how handsome Jincheng is. I don't know whether I can compare with those men who come to propose marriage..." Chu Chuyan's voice dropped a little: "Jincheng Yuncheng is an outstanding place, Mo'er has good medical skills, and was born in a family like Mohism. I'm afraid he was broken by the matchmaker before he reached the hairpin..."

The more Chu Chuyan went on, the more guilty Mo Siyu became. The daughter of the Mohist school was indeed trampled through the threshold by the matchmaker before she could reach the hairpin. However, the matchmakers came for Xiangyi's sister. Every time they mentioned her, the matchmakers were vague and kept away from her, as if she were a hot Luo tie, afraid that she might encounter misfortune at home

After spending so long together, Chu Chuyan may have forgotten the rumors that he spread when he was in Jincheng.

Mo Siyu hurriedly interrupted him, hardened his head and said, "brother Yan, don't belittle yourself. Just remember that I like you too. As for others, please don't... Care too much."

Hearing Mo Siyu's own confession, Chu Chuyan seemed to take a reassurance. His heart was sweeter than honey.

There was a long way to go from the inn to Chu mansion. Mo Siyu only felt far when he went, but it was very short when he came back. After a while, they went downstairs.

Standing at the door, they knew they were going to separate, but they just looked at each other in silence and couldn't bear to separate