The gentleness of the mysterious evil prince

Chapter 63
Cuirou didn't think too much, and told all she knew, "The servants are not very clear, the lady left Mo Castle today with the divorce letter, everyone thought it was the castle master who divorced the lady, but After a while, the castle lord ordered someone to chase the eldest lady back, so whether the castle lord has divorced the eldest lady or not, this servant is really not sure."

"Has the lady come back?"

"I don't know about this servant, she probably hasn't come back yet, otherwise Cuixiang wouldn't be idle."

"It seems that a lot of things happened in Mo Castle today. It's getting late, Miss Cuirou, go back and rest." Mo Feiyu didn't ask any more questions, enough was enough, stood up, and greeted Cuirou politely.

"The servant girl will leave first." Cui Rou was still a little bit reluctant to leave, but she had no choice but to leave, and before she left, she took a few more glances at Mo Feiyu.

If Mo Feiyu could take her in, even as a concubine, she would be satisfied.

After Cuirou left, Mo Feiyu sat back, made sure there was no one around, and said coldly, "Come out."

A man in night clothes jumped off the beam, knelt down in front of Mo Feiyu and pleaded guilty, "This subordinate is incompetent and failed to complete the task, please punish the master."

"I can't blame you for this. I underestimated Jimo Wuxuan's strength. I never thought that Mo Castle was so heavily guarded. I exhausted all the power I planted in Mo Castle and failed to poison him."

This time the poisoning was unsuccessful, and all the people related to that cup of poisoned tea will be wiped out. This is undoubtedly getting rid of the hidden piles he has cultivated in Mo Castle over the years. If he wants to know about Mo Castle in the future, I'm afraid it won't be easy.

"Master, will there be any countermeasures?"

"Stand still, recuperate, wait for the opportunity, and adapt to the situation. I will give you a chance to save your merits, and you will do one thing for me."

"Please instruct the master."

"Find out Qian Diewu for me, from her preferences to her ancestors."

"Yes."

"Mo Castle is heavily guarded. You stay here for one night. Change your clothes tomorrow morning and pretend to be my entourage. I will take you away."

"Yes, Master."

After Mo Feiyu finished speaking, he picked up the teacup, took a sip gracefully, put away the gloomy and mysterious look on his face, and replaced it with a gentle smile, then waved to the man in black.

Seeing the gesture, the man in black immediately hid in the corner of the room, not easily showing up.

In the early morning of the next day, the genius had just turned white, and the servants in Mo Castle had already got up to work, and Jimo Wuming also got up early, and went to the study to check the situation before he had breakfast.

Jimo Wuxuan stayed with Qian Diewu all night, without any sleep, throughout the whole night, he used his hands to touch her forehead from time to time, even though the fever had subsided, he still wanted to touch her forehead, it seemed that he was used to doing this kind of thing.

The fever subsided, but her face was even paler, without a trace of blood, which made him tremble with fear. If it wasn't for the faint breath in her breath, he would have gone mad with anxiety.

At this time, the eyelashes of the person on the bed blinked slightly.

Seeing this small change, Jimo Wuxuan was very excited, and quickly called to the person on the bed, "Die Wu... Die Wu..."

Hearing the shout, Qian Diewu slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was the enlarged face of Jimo Wuxuan again, but she was not too surprised, she smiled coldly, and said in a low voice, "It's you again .”

When she opened her eyes recently, all she saw was him, maybe she had seen him a lot, she didn't think it was strange at all, but he seemed different today, with more stubble on his face, a little more vicissitudes, It seems that there is a little more smile.

Did he guard her all night?
Thinking of this possibility, Qian Diewu was quite moved, but she didn't have much energy to say too much, and she didn't think too much, so she blinked her eyes, closed her eyes and rested.

Seeing her close his eyes again, Jimo Wuxuan was so anxious that he called out to her, "Die Wu... Die Wu... Wake up, wake up quickly."

Although she only slept for one night, to him, it seemed like a year. He was already afraid of that feeling of fear, and he didn't want to feel it again.

Someone was yelling in my ear all the time, Qian Diewu couldn't fall asleep, she opened her eyes again, and complained weakly, "It's so noisy."

"Don't sleep, you've been asleep for a long time." He begged her.

"But I'm so tired, I want to sleep." She blinked again, trying to close them.

But he refused to let her, and when he saw her eyes closed, he called her, "Don't sleep, don't sleep."

"You are so domineering, you don't even let people sleep."

"I just don't allow you to sleep." He just didn't want to see her lifeless eyes closed again. That feeling, as if she might lose something important at any time, was very uncomfortable.

Qian Diewu tried her best to hold her eyelids, not letting herself close her eyes, took a rest for a while, regained some strength, and continued: "I'm hungry, I want to eat the lotus seed soup made by Cuixiang."

"Okay, I'll let Cuixiang do it right away." Jimo Wuxuan smiled happily, and immediately asked someone to do it, "Come here, let Cuixiang prepare the lotus seed soup."

Jimo Wuming heard this order as soon as he walked outside the door, shook his head helplessly, then walked into the study, and said with emotion: "Brother, if this continues, this study will become a wing room."

Jimo Wuxuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, looked at the person on the bed, and didn't dare to touch her easily, worried that her body would not be able to withstand any touch.

He has seen a lot of weak women, but he has never felt anything, but for her...

Sure enough, it was a question of the word 'love'.

Qian Diewu heard Jimo Wuming's words very clearly, and felt that it was inappropriate to lie and sleep in the study all the time, so she asked Jimo Wuming, "Wuming, please send me back to Zhongxiang Pavilion."

As soon as these words came out, Jimo Wuxuan immediately frowned, with displeasure written all over his face.

Jimo Wuming was startled, shook, and quickly apologized, "Sister-in-law, I was just joking just now, in fact, it's nothing to change the study room into a wing room, anyway, this is where the eldest brother usually stays, no one comes at all, he is often there Rest here, and sometimes you don’t go out for a few days, it’s no different from a room, so you can live here for a while with peace of mind.”

Misfortune comes from the mouth, it seems that you have to be more careful when you speak in the future, so as not to be like Shi Qingyun.

Qian Diewu could tell that Jimo Wuming was trying to appease her, but even so, she still didn't want to stay in the study, and asked again, "Wuming, I'm sorry to trouble you, I want to go back to the Pavilion of Fragrances."

Anyway, she couldn't do without Mo Castle, but she could choose a more comfortable place to live. In short, she just didn't want to sleep in the study, lest she would see him when she opened her eyes.

"Sister-in-law, this..." Jimo Wuming was very embarrassed, and looked at Jimo Wuxuan for help.

Jimo Wuxuan slightly loosened his tight brows, and said in a cold but gentle tone: "You are still weak, and you will return to the Fragrance Pavilion when you recover."

"I'm going back."

"I'll take you home tonight."

"I want it now."

"No, I don't allow it." In fact, he can let Jimo Wuming carry her back to Zhongxiang Pavilion, but as long as he thinks of another man touching her, he will feel uncomfortable, even if that person is his own brother.

Qian Diewu didn't want to go back to Zhongxiang Pavilion so strongly, but because of Jimo Wuxuan's 'not allowed', she felt uncomfortable and insisted on contradicting him, "I must go back now."

After speaking, he stood up with all his strength. Although he sat up, he was unable to support his body, and fell back down again.

Jimo Wuxuan quickly reached out to catch her, let her lean on his arm, angrily and helplessly reprimanded her, "You are so weak, what are you trying to do? Just lie down obediently, and I will take you back tonight. "

Not afraid of his reprimand, she boldly retorted, "You know it's fierce. If it wasn't for you, would I become a sick person again and again?"

"This time, you ran out of Mo Castle without authorization and made yourself into this."

"You have already divorced me. If I don't leave Mo Castle, what am I still doing here?"

"Now the divorce letter is gone, and you are still the eldest lady of Mo Castle, so just stay with me obediently."

"You...cough cough..." Qian Diewu talked too much, coupled with a little anger, she lost her breath and coughed non-stop.

Jimo Wuxuan panicked, stopped arguing with her, hugged her into his arms, he, who never coaxed people, suddenly coaxed people like never before, "Okay, let the past things pass by, why bother about the past things? Make yourself angry? You can go back to the Pavilion of Fragrances if you want, but you have to wait until night."

"Why do you have to wait until night?" She vaguely knew the answer to this question, but she still had to ask. After she finished asking, her gaze fell on his feet involuntarily. After a pause, she asked again, "Is it because of your feet?"

He was not a cripple in the first place, but he wanted to pretend to be crippled and boring.

strange man.

"You'll know at night. You're weak, don't talk too much, and have a good rest." He didn't answer, and the expression on his face sank a little.

She could see that he didn't like it when his legs were lifted.

why?
Her intuition told her that she might have to wait a long time to know the answer.

Jimo Wuming stayed by the side all the time, looking at Qian Diewu in surprise, and after the two of them had finished their quarrel, he interjected and said in amazement: "Sister-in-law, you are the first one I have ever seen who dares to quarrel with my elder brother, and A woman my elder brother didn't deal with."

Hearing these words, Qian Diewu was a little proud, but he didn't show it, but said angrily: "He killed me several times, so why didn't he deal with me?"

"Those were pure accidents."

"Are you going to give me a chance to try?"

Some people seem to be quite angry.

Jimo Wuxuan knew that Qiandiewu was angry, and for the sake of her body, he had no choice but to find a way to calm her down, so he stretched out his hand and said to Jimo Wuming, "Bring your fan."

"Brother, why do you want my fan?" Jimo Wuming was still asking, but he had already handed the fan over.

Jimo Wuxuan didn't answer, took the fan, flicked it lightly, and revealed the sharp blade hidden in the fan paper, then handed the fan to Qian Diewu, "Here you are."

"What are you doing for me?" Qian Diewu was at a loss, looking at the sharp blades on the folding fan, she didn't dare to take it, her heart was hanging and a little nervous.

(End of this chapter)