After seeing off Shen Lingshuang and Mo Yunchen, she walked back to her courtyard.
"Miss, you're finally back!" Seeing her figure, Xizhu hurriedly came up to greet her.
Mo Qingluo raised his head and looked at Xi Zhu who hurriedly ran to him, with confusion on his face, "What's wrong?"
Xizhu hesitated, "It seemed like something happened outside just now. I'm a little worried about Miss."
Outside? Mo Qingluo nodded lightly. The little girl must have heard the movement outside, and walked into the back room unhurriedly, "I want to change clothes. If there is anything else, we can talk about it later."
Xizhu looked at Mo Qingluo who had walked into the house, hesitated to speak, and finally took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said, "Miss, there are sisters from the Xiahou family waiting outside."
Mo Qingluo paused, changing clothes without any pause, "Let her wait."
Wha... what? reason.
In the eyes of the young lady, even big things are not as important as Mr. Xiahou, let alone the arrival of Xiahouyu's personal maid.
Xi Zhu rolled his eyes, ran to the outer hall, looked at the woman in green who was sitting in the main seat and looked impatient, and said respectfully: "My young lady is changing clothes, please sister, please wait a little longer."
Hearing this, the woman in green slammed the tea cup in her hand and stood up, "What do you think that loser is doing?"
Xizhu took a step back unconsciously, and then boldly took a few steps forward. His eyes were unreserved and unquestionable, "Sister, please keep your mouth clean. My lady is not a waste."
The woman in green clothes sneered as if she had seen some joke, and looked at the little girl in front of her with disdain, "Everyone in the capital knows whether she is a waste or not, but it doesn't mean you are not just because you say she is."
However, Xizhu didn't seem to hear the teasing woman in green, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone: "Sister, please take back what you just said."
The woman in green finally got impatient, raised her hand and slapped Xizhu in front of her, "Your young lady doesn't even dare to talk to me like this when she's standing here. Who do you think you are!"
She reflexively wanted to fight back, but she clenched her fists as if she had thought of something, "My young lady is the legitimate daughter of the Mo family. Please show some respect, sister."
The woman in green swung her arm and raised her head in a funny manner, "Miss? Hahaha, you are too flattering to that good-for-nothing, aren't you? I'll give you another chance and let that good-for-nothing come out quickly. I don't have that much patience." She has been waiting here."
"Why didn't I know that there was a young lady like you in the Xiahou family?" The cold voice had an inherent coldness, as if it contained the attribute of ice that could freeze people's hearts.
The cold tone makes people feel superior for no reason.
The woman in Tsing Yi turned around and saw that the person was dressed in red and was as gloomy as fire. Her delicate face was expressionless and cold. The blend of ice and fire was unexpectedly harmonious, as if she had taken over all the youth and beauty in the world. Nothing more than that.
"Who are you?" She couldn't help but take a step back, her originally pretty face was slightly distorted. Of course she was not a young lady from the Xiahou family, but because of her status as Xiahouyu's personal maid, her treatment in the Mo family had always been better. That good-for-nothing lady is even better.
However, Mo Qingluo glanced at Xizhu aside indifferently, her coldness remained the same, "Why did she hit you? Now pay back ten times to me!"