I wish you Chang'an

After returning, Mo Feili wrote a letter and asked Miss to send it over.

Missing went to the side door, just in time to see Zhitong sweeping the floor, and hurriedly said: "Zhitong, Zhitong."

Zhitong looked over after hearing the reputation, and seeing Nian Nian pouted, he reluctantly passed by, and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Eh..." Nian Nian said awkwardly: "Isn't this the last time my young master angered Mr. Mu, thinking about making an apology?"

"Apologize?" Zhitong snorted coldly, "Then why did he let you come?"

Just as Nian Nian was about to say something, Zhi Tong interrupted: "Well, don't talk about it, how many years have passed, do you really think our son is easy to bully? Hurry up and leave."

Why don't you know about the nostalgia, but no matter what, you are your own master, right?

Miss looked at him pitifully, forced his eyes watery,

"Good Zhitong, for the sake of past affection, you will help me again this time?"

Zhitong was a little impatient, but he still took the letter out of his hand angrily.

"This is the last time."

"I promise!"

As he said that, he put the broom into Nian Nian's hand and said, "Just wait."

Say that and walk away quickly.

Miss looked at the broom in her hand, and began to sweep it casually.

With a quick scan, it was dusk. Zhitong came back bouncing around, handed it to him and said, "My son is back."

Missing instantly felt that his efforts were not in vain.

Throwing away the broom, took the letter, and said happily: "Good Zhitong, I'll go back first."

Zhitong watched him run away, a little angry, and sure enough he was cheated again!

"My lord, Mr. Mu has replied!"

The corners of the man's mouth raised unconsciously, and instead of being lazy, his ink eyes were filled with tenderness and a smile.

"read."

"Yes. Thank you Mr. Mo for your invitation. I feel unwell, so I am sorry to accompany you to the party."

After thinking about it, he raised his head to see his young master frowned, then lowered his head again.

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Mo Feili frowned, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why isn't your body healed yet? It's a strange illness. Prepare supplements tomorrow and follow me to Mu's house."

"Yes." Miss went down respectfully, Xin Dao was spotted by his young master, not sure if it was a blessing or a curse.

The next day in Mufu, a man in white was playing music under the hibiscus tree. The sound of the flute was long and melodious.

"My lord! My lord, it's bad! Elder sister Jinxiu saw that Mr. Mo is bringing something here!"

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and the man in white slowly took down the flute and frowned delicately, "Why is he here?"

Zhitong panted, "I don't know, young master, what should I do now?"

The man raised his eyebrows and sighed slightly, got up and went back to his room, "Come here and change my clothes."

Mu Shaobai lay down wearing a white shirt, anyway he was a little chilly, the room would be lit with a stove all year round, but it was just a matter of how much and how little, sooner or later.

He told Zhitong to close the door and close his eyes, and Mo Feili's voice came from outside the door not long after.

"Little Zhitong, why is your young master still not recovering?"

"My son, my son has been weak since he was a child and has been afraid of the cold. Because of the cold nights in the past two days, he caught the wind and cold again."

"How can you catch a cold when you are fine?"

Zhitong lowered his head in fear, and said, "It's the servant's fault that the young master fell ill. The young master's body is quite sensitive to cold things, and he can't stand even the slightest touch of wind. Hey, Mr. Mo..."

While speaking, the door was already opened by Mo Feili.

Mo Feili entered the door and asked Nian to put things on the table before entering the inner room.

Nian Nian put down her things, and immediately stopped the Zhi Tong who was trying to stop his young master.

"Shaobai?"

Mu Shaobai slowly opened his eyes, trying to prop himself up, but was stopped by Mo Feili.

"Just take a good rest and don't get up."

"Ahem, Mr. Mo is here, but I'm a bit rude in my body."

| "Wherever it is, it's all just imaginary things, you and I don't have to be so alien."

"I shirked the matter of the Hundred Flowers Club, and I hope Mr. Mo will not blame him."

"What's interesting about Baihuahui, but because you want to take care of business, you want to relax, but now you still put your body first."

"Thank you, Mr. Mo."

Mo Feili was embarrassed by what he said, and said: "You Shaobai, I knew that I did something wrong that day, so don't get angry and ruin yourself."

Mu Shaobai lowered his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "It's okay, I'm not angry at all. It's just that I'm too weak."

Mo Feili smiled, and said with a bit of bitterness and sadness: "Shaobai, you... that's all, then you have a good rest."

Mu Shaobai didn't seem to notice, nodded and said, "Thank you, Mr. Mo."

"I don't want to bother you anymore, take my leave."

"Go slowly. Zhitong, see off the guests."

Zhitong walked out obediently and led the way.

Mu Shaobai looked at the closed door, heaved a sigh of relief, the blanket that was originally a little bit cold also became warmer, and he got up reluctantly, so he simply turned over and went back to sleep.

It was already evening when he woke up, Mu Shaobai got up and called Jinxiu to prepare dinner.

Then go back to the study to deal with the account books delivered in the afternoon.

As a century-old merchant family, the Mu family is involved in almost all aspects, such as restaurants, cloth, tea, jewelry, sculpture, ceramics...

Mu Shaobai looked at the stack of ledgers on the table, shook his head and sighed: Tonight is another sleepless night...

"Missing, do you think Shaobai is tired of me?"

Missing the moment when he was asked, he was at a loss for words, and said dryly: "How could it be, Mr. Mu is just talking about it."

"However, this time seems to be different from the past."

In the past, when he said some soft words, Shaobai would let go, although he didn't show it on the surface.But what is the difference between how Shaobai treats him this time and those people outside?

"My lord...the friendship of more than ten years is still there. Although I was angry for a while, it would be better if I went a few more times."

Missing was the first time seeing Mo Feili in such a lost state, he was a little at a loss.

"Too."

Mo Feili looked at his fingertips and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Go to the Yanyu Tower."

"Young master!" Nostalgia said dissatisfied.

"Just kidding, hahaha."

The little bit of sympathy in my nostalgic heart disappeared immediately, I hope Mr. Mu will be more angry for a while!

Recently, there has been an amazing event in Kyoto

"Hey, have you heard that Mr. Mo Family hasn't been to Yanyu Building for more than three months."

"No way!"

"This is what the proprietress said, can it be fake?"

"Could it be that he changed his temper?"

"As the saying goes, the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change."

"how do I say this?"

The man looked around and said mysteriously: "I heard that three months ago, the young master of the Mu family went to Yanyu Building to make a big fuss, and then called the doctor!"

"So miserable?"

"That's right, Mr. Mu's face is pale, and his body is covered in blood."

"Why did Mr. Mu go to the Yanyu Tower?"

"Who doesn't know that these two families are family friends, and Mr. Mu and Mr. Mo are the best of both worlds in the capital, and their looks are astonishing."

Others covered their mouths one after another, and one said: "You said, the two of them are addicted to broken sleeves, and Long Yang is good?"

"Who is Mr. Mu, naturally he is not willing to be betrayed by Mr. Mo."

"That's not what I heard."

"What did you hear?"

"What I heard is that Mr. Mu and Mr. Mo wanted to have fun, so they didn't quarrel. I heard that Mr. Mu was brought out by Mr. Mo."

"Oh~"

A group of people looked at each other with an expression of "I understand, I understand".

Zhitong passed by with a snack in his arms, roaring in his heart: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !You know what a fart! ! ! ! ! !

After Zhitong went back, he rushed to the study immediately, gasping for breath, "Master! Something is wrong!!!"

Jinxiu's hand that poured the tea trembled, seeing that it didn't spill out, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Shaobai said lightly: "What's wrong?"

"Shifang, those people in Shifang said that you admire Mr. Mo. Also, they also said that you and Mr. Mo have, yes, have sex with each other..."

Mu Shaobai shook his hand, the ink from the tip of the pen dripped and smudged on the rice paper.

He said why when he was sick before, those shopkeepers looked at him strangely!It turns out that the root is here...

"Good, good, good."

Mu Shaobai said three good things in a row.

Jinxiu put down the teapot, picked up the tea and said cautiously, "Don't worry, my lord, let's have a cup of tea."

Mu Shaobai blocked the teacup, and said, "It's okay, it's just rumors, and it won't take long to forget. Zhitong, leave this matter to the steward, and let him handle it properly."

"Yes."

"My lord, what's going on outside, why are you still teasing the birds?"

Mei Rui said urgently.

Mo Feili said unhurriedly: "The mouth grows on someone's body, and it disappears in a few days. What's the hurry?"

"But, you don't care, what about Mr. Mu?"

Mo Feili looked at the bird and thought for a while, "In two days, let the butler go down and take care of it."

Of course Mo Feili knew what was said outside, although he played with young ladies, he also played with women, it's not that Long Yang's beauty has never been mentioned, but it's the first time for Mu Shaobai.

Mo Feili couldn't help but think about it, the cold Mu Shaobai looked like he was enjoying himself under someone.

"I can't imagine what he will look like..."

Then the next day

After Mo Feili woke up, he found that there was a small patch of wetness under his body, and his face was completely darkened.

That night, the young master of the Mo family did not show up in the Yanyu Tower for three months, and spent the whole night in the Yanyu Tower.

The rumors in the market disappeared unknowingly, as if there was no previous farce.

The young master of the Mo family still hangs around the Yanyu Building, and the young master of the Mu family still focuses on official duties.

When Mo Feili stepped into the Yanyu Tower, the bustard still warmly greeted him,

"Mr. Mo is here, Liu Xu has been waiting upstairs for a long time."

Mo Feili raised the corners of his lips, and when he went upstairs, he saw catkins in a green dress, and walked directly to the table.

Liu Xu was sitting on the bed, not taking it off, her eyes began to turn red.

Mo Feili watched him start to cry, and said displeasedly, "Why are you crying?"

"Nujia..." Liu Xu just cried even more when she heard this. Since Mo Feili ordered her not long ago, she thought that the big customer came again, but who knew that the man didn't do it halfway, and forced herself to cry one night.

In the next few days, he was not allowed to get close to him, and he always let himself scream until dawn.

Seeing him like that, Mo Feili didn't have the pity he had before, but became more irritable.

"go out."

"Son..."

"go out!"

Liu Xu was so frightened that she forgot to cry, and got out of bed tremblingly, as if she was hiding from a scourge.

Not long after, the old bustard cheerfully came over and said, "Mr. Mo, catkins are still young, please take care of them a little bit. These are all things that have passed by. Can you see if there is anything you like?"

Mo Feili glanced over and pointed to something pleasing to the eye.

"You stay."

The old bustard happily said: "Qing Ling hastened to thank Mr. Mo."

"Qing Ling thanked Mr. Mo."

The old bustard cheerfully took the others out, only Mo Feili and Qing Ling were left in the room.

Qing Ling looked at Mo Feili who was sitting on the side, and slowly approached, trying to tease the big customer with all her strength.

Mo Feili looked at the person on his body, the white clothes were slowly peeling off, a little seductive, making him in a trance for a moment, if Shaobai had fun under the person, it would be even more amazing.

"En~"

Qing Ling couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Mo Feili was like enlightened, his first reaction was wrong.

Shaobai would not make such a sound.

and many more!

He, he actually thought of him as Shaobai just now...

Just when Qing Ling felt it, the hand that was moving on her body suddenly stopped, and she was a little dissatisfied and said: "Young master~"

Mo Feili pushed Qing Ling away, got up and left.

He must be stunned...