"I pay homage to His Highness the Fifth Highness." Bai Heyou, the lord of the border town, was waiting respectfully at the door.
Mo Xiaoya opened the curtain and got out of the carriage, "Get up. We are here to investigate the missing people in the border town last year at the request of our father."
Bai Heyou said respectfully: "Your Highness is tired from traveling and traveling, and I have already prepared some wine for Your Highness to wash away the wind and dust."
Mo Xiaoya nodded: "Where is the inn arranged by Mr. Bai?"
Bai Heyou rubbed his hands in embarrassment and spoke hesitantly, "Your Highness...this city has been suffering from drought for many years...the official's salary has been used to supplement the common people..."
Mo Xiaoya glanced at him lightly, straightened his clothes, "Let's go then."
Bai Heyou bowed and made a gesture of invitation.
Following Mo Ronyan, he raised his eyes slightly.
The moment he raised his eyes, the respect in his eyes disappeared, and the look in his eyes suddenly turned cold.
Entering the flower hall, Bai Heyou immediately asked someone to bring tea.
Rough tea leaves, the most ordinary ceramic cup.
Mo Rongyan glanced lightly, raised his eyes to look at Bai Heyou, and said meaningfully, "Master Bai is so poor?"
Bai Heyou's face was full of righteousness: "For the sake of the people, it doesn't matter if you are poor or miserable as a low-ranking official."
Mo Xiaoya sneered in his heart, but his face was filled with relief and praise, "It is really a blessing for Dong Qi to have a minister like Mr. Bai."
Bai Heyou said quickly: "This official is just fulfilling his responsibilities."
"I have made it clear that I am here to investigate the missing people. Please sort it out and bring the information about the missing people to me."
Bai Heyou responded respectfully: "I'll let someone get it now. I'll let someone get it now."
After saying this, he told the master, "Go and get the things."
Mo Xiaoya nodded slightly and tapped his fingertips on the table.
At this moment, a servant hurriedly came in and said, "Your Highness, sir, there is a young lady outside the door asking to see you."
Miss?
Mo Xiaoya looked at Bai Heyou with an indifferent expression, and said in a subtle tone, "Master Bai, you are so blessed."
Bai Heyou waved his hands repeatedly: "Your Highness, please don't make fun of me."
Mo Xiaoya chuckled: "Don't be so nervous. I'm just joking. Please come in."
Not long after, the waiter led Su Muyao in, wearing a red embroidered dress.
Her green hair was loosely pulled into a bun, with a purple jade hairpin inserted sideways.
As the lotus steps moved lightly, the silver lotus flowers on the skirt slowly bloomed.
One step at a time.
Wearing an off-white veil on her face, her water-cut autumn eyes were exposed.
As the eyes wander, thousands of scenery and styles appear.
But he also has the scholarly elegance of a wealthy family.
Mo Xiaoya frowned slightly.
He felt that this lady seemed familiar.
He didn't notice that Bai He's pupils suddenly tightened when he saw Su Muyao.
There was a hint of fear in his eyes.
Su Muyao bowed and saluted: "My little lady has met His Highness the Fifth Prince."
Mo Xiaoya looked at her steadily: "Have we met before?"
Su Muyao smiled softly: "Your Highness is joking. The little girl grew up in the border town and has never left."
The implication is that it is impossible to see it.
Mo Xiaoya looked at her graceful and elegant manner, and was slightly moved in his heart, "May I ask your surname, Miss?"
Su Muyao replied with a very good tone, neither humble nor arrogant, "Your Highness, the little girl has no father or mother, so she named herself Mu Yao."
Mu Yao?
Mo Xiaoya's pupils suddenly tightened and he stood up abruptly.
The wide sleeve straps turned over the tea cup at hand, and the tea liquid stained the sleeves.
But he didn't care, staring at Su Muyao with a complicated expression, "Your name is Mu Yao? Your surname is Mu?"
Su Muyao nodded: "Your Highness, yes."
Mu Yao, Mu Yao!
Mo Xiaoya's fingers suddenly inserted into his palm.
After a while, he slowly let go of his hand and kept his tone calm, "I would like to ask, how old is Miss Mu this year?"
A hint of shyness appeared on Su Muyao's face, and her voice was soft and indifferent, "Little girl...she should be nineteen this year..."
Speaking of the latter part, he seemed to be embarrassed, holding the silk handkerchief with his fingertips as white as green onions.
His eyes were slightly red.
After the sixteenth year of Dongqi and Ji, marriage can be discussed.
If she is not married until she is eighteen years old, she will be criticized by others. Some families may even send her to a temple if they find it embarrassing.
Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoya's heart tightened.
Dense pain spread from the heart.
He subconsciously said: "Is Miss Mu married?"
There were tears in Shang Muzhen's eyes. He looked at Mo Xiaoya cautiously and whispered two words, "Never."
Mo Xiaoya felt relieved for a moment and looked at Bai Heyou, "Is there any vacant guest room in the mansion?"
Bai Heyou quickly said: "Yes."
Mo Xiaoya looked at Su Muyao with a gentle expression: "Miss Mu, can you read?"
Su Muyao nodded lightly: "I know."
Mo Xiaoya's eyes flashed with joy: "When I came to the border town, I didn't bring a companion. Can you please ask Miss Mu to help us investigate the case?"
Su Muyao pursed her lips shyly and responded in a low voice, "It is a little girl's honor to be able to help His Highness."
The personal attendant standing behind Mo Xiaoya\/Accompanied by Lian Qin:? ? ?
Bai Heyou's eyes were full of horror, and he quickly arranged for his servants to organize the best courtyards.
Why did this little ancestor come to his house?
…
When Su Ruotang and Mo Rongyan arrived at Yizhuang outside the city, people were already surrounding the Yizhuang.
Those who know martial arts and those who don't are all eager to try it.
Su Ruotang held Mo Ronyan's hand and looked at Yizhuang in front of him, a little stunned.
The Yizhuang in front of me looks like several rectangular boxes put together.
There was even one side that was empty without boards.
At a glance, you can see the coffin inside.
If it rains, the coffin will definitely get wet.
Apart from his name, he has nothing to do with Zhuangzi who was played in the TV series in his previous life.
She smacked her lips: "It's really hard for these homeless corpses."
Sure enough, people still have to work hard during their lifetime, at least they don’t need to live in Yizhuang after death.
Can have a separate tomb.
Mo Ronyan understood the meaning of her words, chuckled lightly, and leaned close to her ear.
The tone was lingering and deliberately elongated, "Madam, I will work hard for my husband to build you a big tomb."
"Consider it as my husband, giving you the last gift."
Su Ruotang: "..."
God’s last gift, it’s really impossible to chat with straight men.
"Madam." Suddenly, a man's low and seductive voice sounded in my ears.
Su Ruotang's heart suddenly trembled.
The glimmering peach blossom eyes fluctuated violently.
"The Liu family's motto is, one wife for life. Although my surname is Mo, my blood is from the Liu family."
The man's deep magnetic voice was like trickling water, slowly flowing through his heart.
Su Ruotang's heart was throbbing.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly and her red lips parted slightly, "You... what do you want to say..."
Mo Rongyan's deep pupils were filled with deep emotions.
Su Ruotang happened to raise his eyes and met his eyes.
Because the distance was too close, she looked straight into the man's eyes.
The emotion that was no longer suppressed in the man's eyes was easily captured by her.
With just one glance, her heartbeat skipped half a beat.
All senses are instantly amplified.
The sound of her heartbeat seemed to be clearly audible, and the man's words in her ear were also extremely clear.
"I want to say to my husband..."
