Quick Wear: Host, please be more restrained

As soon as Shen's mother learned that the woman with a star birthmark on her arm had been found, she could not stay in the mansion anymore. Shen's father could not persuade her, so he had to order people to prepare a carriage and guards to escort Shen's mother to the county town.

He wanted to go with them, but he couldn't get away because of the matters in the court, and A Leng told his master the news as soon as possible.

A tiny ray of light flashed across Ling Yimo's deep glass eyes again, "Where is it?"

A Leng hurriedly told the whereabouts of the woman, but before he could react, there was no sign of his cold master.

After running non-stop all night, a horse was almost run to death. When Ling Yimo arrived at the small county town, it was already dark. The county town was unlike the capital, and there were almost no people on the streets at night.

Ling Yimo, who had not eaten for a day, saw a wonton shop on the side. A handsome man with jade-like hands was searching all over his body. He actually didn't bring any money with him as he was in too much of a hurry to go out.

But his stomach was already rumbling, and the handsome man thought silently for a moment, then touched the gem on the jade crown that bound his hair, and with a delighted heart, he took off a sapphire.

"Hey, two bowls of wontons." The handsome man put the sapphire on the table.

"okay"

After a while, two bowls of fragrant wontons were served on the table in the night.

Ling Yimo was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back. He ate very quickly, but his movements were still elegant and beautiful. After a while, the whole bowl was empty.

Feeling the comfort in her stomach, a glimmer of anticipation flashed across Liuli's eyes beneath Ling Yimo's curled eyelashes.

"Waiter, is there a girl named Ye Qiao here?" A very pleasant voice came.

Before the nimble waiter could react, the lady boss next to him smiled and praised, "Isn't that the lady boss of the clothing store?"

Because Ye Qiao was a men's clothing store before, people thought that the soap shop belonged to Ye Qiao's brother, and the clothing store opened some time ago was her work.

"That woman is really an amazing one. The clothes she sells are of really good quality and cheap. Also, she is so beautiful. It's just like what the book says, there are beauties in the north..." When talking about Ye Qiao, the fat proprietress seemed to have endless things to say.

"There is a beauty in the north, who is peerless and independent. One glance from her can conquer a city, and another glance from her can conquer a country." Ling Yimo lowered his deep eyes and murmured softly.

The proprietress saw the man sitting in the dark. She couldn't see his face clearly, but he looked like a cultured man. She said quickly, "Yes, yes, that's right. You don't know how many people wanted to marry her at that time..."

Hearing this, a hint of annoyance flashed across Ling Yimo's glazed eyes under her butterfly-like eyelashes.

"But who could have thought that she actually had a child, and that the child could run away." The proprietress said with regret. Although divorce and remarriage were not uncommon in this dynasty, it was still a bit oppressive for women.

Most people are unwilling to marry a widow with children.

Ling Yimo put down the spoon, finished the last wonton, placed the emerald on the table, and stood up to leave. He was already certain that this woman was Ye Qiao, whom he had been thinking about day and night, and that child was Xiaobao.

He didn't know what happened at that time, but he felt that his cold heart seemed to come alive again.

When the lady boss went to collect the dishes, she saw the gems on the table and screamed in a low voice, "My God, this color, old man, we are rich..."

The boss came over quickly, thinking his wife was crazy. When he put the gem under the lamp to observe it, he exclaimed, "Oh my God, we have met a noble person..."

Ling Yimo on this side, in the night, jumped into Ye Qiao's residence as light as a swallow, but seeing that there was no light in the whole yard, he tiptoed to the bedside. Under the moonlight, the face of the woman that he had been thinking about day and night gradually became clear in his eyes.

It was really her. An uncontrollable and surging emotion surged from the man's heart. The corners of his beautiful peach blossom eyes turned slightly red.

The woman on the bed was unaware of everything and slept peacefully.

Ling Yimo didn't want to leave. He looked at her face almost longingly until the sky started to turn white. Only then did he leave reluctantly.

When her master left, A Leng discovered that her master didn't take a penny with him. She rushed to the county town and found that her master was squatting at the door of someone else's shop, looking a bit pitiful.

He didn't understand, he didn't understand at all. He even suspected that his master had been replaced. But as a good subordinate, he still took his master to the inn.

On the second day, the weather was great, and Ye Qiao got up and got dressed. As she had completed all the garment designs yesterday, she was in a good mood and went to cook herself. Seeing Xiaobao eating so much, she couldn't help but laugh.

In the shop, a woman was flipping through the account book leisurely. She had a red dress flowing down her body. Her beautiful black hair was just tied up with a few ribbons. She had a simple make-up, but she was breathtakingly beautiful.

When Shen's mother came to the soap shop, she was surprised by the things sold in the shop. Each of these soaps was exquisite and beautiful. Even though she was used to seeing rare treasures, she had never seen these things before.

But as soon as she entered the store, the woman in red sitting in front of the account book and looking through the account book made her heart tremble.

As if by telepathy, Ye Qiao also raised her head and saw a beautiful woman who looked almost the same as her, dressed in gorgeous clothes, looking at her with red eyes.

Perhaps it was the magic of blood ties. At just one glance, Ye Qiao knew that this was her biological mother. Her eyes suddenly became wet. She gently wiped away the tears, and looking at the tears on her hands, she actually cried.

Mother Shen walked up quickly and stared at Ye Qiao. She knew that this was her daughter, the real baby she had given birth to after ten months of pregnancy.

The noble lady in gorgeous clothes hugged the woman in red into her arms. The two faces were so similar that no one would doubt their blood relationship.

Ye Qiao felt the warmth and security in this embrace. Is this family love?

"My daughter..." Before Ye Qiao could finish his words, he felt a wetness on his shoulder.

The beautiful woman choked with sobs. She couldn't imagine how her daughter had survived the past decade or so and how she had grown up. She should have been her baby.

Ye Qiao timidly reached out his hand and patted her shoulder to comfort her. Her heart was in turmoil and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Mom?" she called tentatively.

"Hey... I'm your mother..." The beautiful woman responded with uncontrollable sobs.

"Mother, I'm sorry. It's mother who lost you. It's all my fault..." Her choked voice was filled with self-blame. It was all her fault. She was framed by a villain and her own daughter suffered.

After Ling Yimo woke up in the inn, he washed and dressed himself. As soon as he entered the store, he saw this scene.