Escaped Consort: Hubby, Don't Chase Me

"Mistress, do you think Miss Yao will come?"

Mo Yuying stared fixedly at the portrait of the woman on the wall that looked exactly the same as the one Yao Sisi had found and said, "She came back."

He still tied a few strands of hair loosely with a silver ribbon. Most likely, his ink-black hair was let down to his knees. The usual unchanging purple color was still on his patched robe.

"Mistress, Miss Yao is here."

A trace of happiness flashed across Mo Yuying's eyes, but it was extinguished in an instant. She looked at Manager Cui as indifferently as before and said, "Tell her to wait in the side chamber."

"Yes." Manager Cui took two steps back before turning around and walking out.

He slowly stood up and looked at the woman in the painting with deep love and concentration, "Zhen'er, I wish that she was you. Zhen'er, when I saw her, I seemed to see you, and I knew that I was lying to myself, but I really had no way of not seeing you for a day. It has been four years, and your body has slowly started to rot.

It was only when he was alone that he didn't have to pretend that he was strong. Even if he could have the entire world in an instant, it was still very difficult for him to be happy, and he thought back to that moment, when his Zhen'er used her weak body to give him that fatal blow, and his heart began to ache. For the past four years, grief had always tormented him, and other than regret, there was only hatred in his eyes, "I have never found the killer to avenge you. "I'm useless, I'm useless …"

After an unknown amount of time, the black jade stream of light wiped away its tears, returning to its former indifference as it headed towards the side hall.

She stood up and walked to the right side of the bookshelf. She picked up a very pretty vase that was placed in the middle of the third layer of the bookshelf, and after looking at it a few times, she could not help but praise, "Indeed, the things belonging to the wealthy are indeed extraordinary." Manager Cui, who was standing aside, looked nervously at the palm of Yao Sisi's hand. "Miss Yao, pay attention to your subordinates."

A dangerous smile appeared on her face, but it was seen by Yuanbao. Yuanbao looked at Manager Cui with sympathy as he shook his head. He thought to himself, This is bad. Every time she saw the look in the young lady's eyes, she knew that someone was going to have bad luck.

"Aiyo, my head is spinning. Yuanbao, come over and help me up. I've fainted, I've fainted! "

"Miss, be careful!"

"Pah!"

The vase broke into pieces, causing Manager Cui's heart to ache. How could he not know that Yao Sisi had done it on purpose? He looked sharply at Yao Sisi and said, "How could you break it?"

Yao Sisi looked at Manager Cui with a wronged expression and said pitifully, "Manager Cui, I didn't do it on purpose. Besides, isn't it just a vase?"

Chief Steward Cui bent down and picked up a piece of shard. He approached Yao Sisi and said, "There's only one vase. It's as easy as you say. This vase is from two hundred years ago. Even if you sold it, it wouldn't be worth that much."

Originally, Yao Sisi felt a little guilty, but upon hearing Manager Cui's words, she was so angry that even ten oxen were unable to pull her back. Yao Sisi rushed up to Butler Cui with a domineering attitude, "How can you say that? You really have no cultivation. Since it's such a precious vase, why don't you hide in there and protect it?" If you put it here, did you not think that you would fall down one day? You have to pay the price of being ostentatious. "

Manager Cui had never been scolded like this by anyone in his life. If it was just the fame, he wouldn't lose his composure. It was just that this vase was one of his master's favorites. With a gloomy expression, he shouted, "Men, quick, men!"

Yao Sisi chased after Manager Cui, not knowing if she was dead or alive. She raised her head to look at Manager Cui with her eyes wide open. "What's going on? If you can't say anything, just do it!"

Seeing that the situation had gone out of control, Yuanbao fearfully ran over to Yao Sisi and pulled her sleeve back. While dragging her sleeve, he advised, "Little miss, little miss, we are dealing with someone else's card." Yao Sisi didn't think much of it. She raised her voice and shouted, "What's wrong with other people's tokens? Do you think you can be unreasonable? Who knows if he was the one who said that a broken bottle was a treasure when she raised the price on the spot? "

"You …" Manager Cui was so angry that he could not speak. He looked at the three guards who had rushed in and said, "Wh... "Drag them out for me and beat them."

Just as the three guards were about to come up, the person called out coldly, "Stop."

The three guards immediately collapsed to the ground. "Greetings, Master." Mo Yuxian waved his hand, "Go down." When he walked in and saw the fragments on the floor, he asked, "What's going on here?"

Manager Cui glared furiously at Yao Sisi and said, "Mistress, she purposely broke your favorite vase." Seeing the leader of the group, Yao Sisi felt weak in her heart. Mo Yuying rushed forward with a smile like a flower, blocking Manager Cui's path. She waved her hands, "No, don't listen to his nonsense. I didn't mean to, really!"

"Forget it, call for someone to clean up."

Manager Cui was stunned. His expression was as if he had seen something unbelievable. "Mistress, are you sure you don't want to pursue the matter?"

"Yes."

Supervisor Cui gaped for a long time. Previously, someone wanted to touch her, but Master didn't allow it. Even though the beloved object had been smashed like this, she didn't seem to be angry. Was it really because she looked like Miss Zhen Er? Since he didn't even care about his master, what else could he do as a servant? He turned around and left, calling a little girl to tidy up the room.

"Everyone else, get out." She was still as cold as ever, and more so, her indifference was accompanied by a hint of indiscernible desolateness. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu …"

Yuan Bao looked at Yao Sisi with some worry before following the others out.

Yao Sisi never thought that Mo Yuguo would stand on her side, not even a little bit of blame. This matter made her somewhat uncertain. She didn't even need to say the words she had prepared long ago. Not only was she unhappy, but she was also worried that Mo Yuying would settle her old debts with her later.

Seeing the contemplation on Yao Sisi's face, Mo Yuxian couldn't help but be stunned by how similar she was to Zhener. He couldn't help but praise, "Zhener, you are so beautiful."

Today, Yao Sisi was wearing a purple pleated skirt. The pleats of the skirt flowed lightly like the moonlight on the snowy ground. Her hair was tied up with a ribbon and tied into a fairy bun. Her head was covered with a purple butterfly hairpin.

Yao Sisi couldn't help but panic when she saw the infatuated look in Mo Yuxian's eyes. She mustered her courage and walked over to the black jade like a person in meditation. However, the black jade seemed to be in a meditative state, completely ignoring Yao Sisi. Yao Sisi panicked as she waved her arms in front of Mo Yu's eyes, "Hey, what's wrong? Isn't it just a broken vase? Don't be like this, can't I compensate you with a vase? "

"Don't talk!" The clear and cold voice was filled with domineering command.

"What's wrong with you?" If you don't let me speak, how am I supposed to settle this with you … "Of course."

"Wuu …" "Howl!"

Yao Sisi covered her mouth with a hand, her eyes filled with panic. Mo Yuying whispered in Yao Sisi's ear, "Don't talk, let bygones be bygones."

Yao Sisi was overjoyed. She didn't know why he wouldn't allow her to speak, but it was very worthwhile for her to be able to complete the mission without saying anything. Therefore, she considered it and nodded in agreement.