"It's better for me to go to Qingyuan first and ask for clarification!" Mo Tingzhong nodded thoughtfully, and the father and son got into the sedan together and headed back home.
Mo Xi and his sister Mo Lan returned to Qingyuan. As soon as they entered the courtyard, Hong Ling and Bi Lan came forward with nervous faces. Hong Ling also put her index finger in front of her lips and made a shush to Mo Xi.
With a mysterious expression on his face, his eyes glanced into the room from time to time.
Mo Xi's watery eyes half-squinted in confusion. Looking at Hong Ling's appearance, could someone be in her house? Who could it be? The Qingyuan where she and her sister live should be regarded as the most beautiful in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
It's a quiet and deserted place. I heard that no one came here for a year or so in the past, but it seems to be unusual these days. People come here every now and then to make a fuss.
"Miss, the master came here just now and said that he has something to do with Miss *. I am preparing to go to Zhu Yu Pavilion to convey the message..." Hong Ling walked up to Mo Xi and spoke carefully in a low voice.
"Dad? Why did he come to see me? Where are the others now?" Mo Xi frowned and looked sideways at his sister Mo Lan. The two sisters were equally confused. Dad rarely came to Qingyuan in the past two years. This time he came
But they only looked for Mo Xi? They couldn't even guess what Mo Tingzhong was doing.
In fact, Mo Xi's feelings towards this father are very average. After all, she is not from this dynasty and cannot accept men with three wives and four concubines. She thinks these are just heartless men and she has always disdained him.
But, no matter what, she is now playing the role of the fifth young lady of the Mo family. No matter what, that man is also her father, and judging from the last breakup of the engagement, Mo Tingzhong also has a crush on the two daughters of the third wife.
Still caring.
"Miss, the master heard that the miss went to the second wife's place for dinner, so he left first. However... the master seemed to have something on his mind. He also asked me... has the miss been out of the house these days?" Hong Ling had a look on her face.
She looked nervous. She had always been afraid of the master. At this moment, she was tightly tugging on Mo Xi's sleeves, her palms covered with sweat.
"Then how did you answer?" Mo Xi cast his eyes at Hong Ling with a nonchalant expression, and asked seemingly casually, but he was even more confused in his heart. Why did dad suddenly think of asking this?
"Of course the slave said... No, we have never left the mansion." Hong Ling hesitated in speaking, and seemed a little guilty. But now in front of the Fourth Miss, she deliberately added something, worried that it would arouse suspicion. The most important thing is
Yes, Hong Ling is really afraid that the master will know that she took the young lady out of the house. If the master finds out, I am afraid that even her family will be implicated.
"That's a good answer. I am the daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace. I always do things by the rules..." Mo Xi stared into Hong Ling's eyes and said softly and meaningfully, with a sly smile flashing in his eyes.