Chapter 6

Everything was arranged properly. Mo Xuetong followed the servant girl Mo LAN without delay for a moment. For fear of going late, the carriages and horses of the post station had gone.

She had to disrupt all her plans before aunt Fang dealt with her.

Mo Xuetong followed Mo LAN out of the gate of the Qin house. Mo Lan was the big maid beside Mo Xuetong. Yu's face was very decent. When she heard her go out, the people in the house had prepared a bright car and horse for her. They were a little relieved when they got on the carriage.

The carriage drove to Zhenbao Pavilion, which is a favorite clothing place for women in Yuncheng. Entering through the front door and passing through Zhenbao pavilion to the post station is the most secluded place.

Passing through a narrow alley in Zhenbao Pavilion, local people in Yuncheng will know that there is a small door there, which is not open at ordinary times, but familiar customers only need to talk to the shopkeeper of Zhenbao Pavilion, and it's no problem to open it. Moran is trying to make Mo Xuetong wait there. He goes to talk to the shopkeeper himself, but he sees that Mo Xuetong reaches out his hand and pushes the door, and the door "squeaks" opens.

Opposite the door is the post station.

Mo Xuetong is seeing that the carriages and horses at the opposite post station have been fixed, sealed and ready to go!

Without time to speak, Mo Xuetong put on his hat and helped Mo LAN out. He saluted a middle-aged man who had just come to the post station and shouted, "uncle!"

The post station officer of Yuncheng used to be the subordinate of mohuawen. He had a good personal relationship with mohuawen in the past. One daughter was similar to Mo Xuetong's age and naturally recognized Mo LAN. Seeing Mo Xuetong holding Mo LAN in the post station, he was stunned. He immediately knew that Mo Xuetong was under the curtain cap. He stopped and asked, "where are you going, Miss Mo San?"

"Please send me a letter." Moran handed the letter.

The middle-aged man took it over and looked at it. He saw that it was written by the old prince of the Fuguo government with beautiful handwriting. He didn't care if she knew she was going to her grandfather's house. Moran pressed the small golden seal for Mo Xuetong on the handed over document. The middle-aged man arched his hand to Mo Xuetong. Seeing that it was not early, he set off with his cars and horses.

Moran held Mo Xuetong back to the door and felt that her palms were cold sweat. Knowing that she was weak and could not be delayed, she hurriedly said, "Miss, you wait here. The slave and maid go to call the carriage. You have a rest and we'll get on the bus right away."

Mo Xuetong let go of Mo Lan's hand, held the wall and stood still, took off the curtain cap on her head, took a deep breath and nodded. This is not an aisle. There's no need to worry about someone coming. Even the guys in the store can't come. Besides, she is still dressed as a maid. It's really inappropriate to wear the curtain cap of noble money.

Seeing that Mo Xuetong was stable, Moran quickly let her go and walked outside the alley.

The door was open, the sun was shining outside, and the black snow pupil narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to close the door. Then he closed his eyes and rested safely. She was in a hurry all the way. She was weak and could not bear it.

Suddenly, I heard the wind. Something pushed the door and entered. It moved very fast. I instinctively stretched out my hand. I only heard the sound of "eh". I opened my eyes, but I saw a corner of purple robe in my hand. I caught someone just now!

Mo Xuetong quickly let go and stepped back two steps, but found that he was against the wall and couldn't retreat. He looked up in panic.

"Why, if you catch it and let it go, you won't regret letting it go?" A rather pleasant, slightly cold, lazy voice came over, as if mellow as wine, which made people feel intoxicated.

The door was slightly open, and the man standing in front of her could be seen. The sun shone from the side of the door. The handsome and enchanting man looked at it from his side.

The man is about sixteen or seventeen years old. He is dressed in purple, with the collar inlaid with ink edge, embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns with gold thread, and rolled a layer of light gold edge below. The broad robe looks outstanding and elegant. From the open oblique neckline, the black skirt is slightly exposed. The matching color of purple and black looks both strange and mysterious.

A purple jade hairpin was casually tied to his long black hair. His beautiful eyebrows and eyes seemed gentle and affectionate, and the expression on his face was like a smile. When the narrow Phoenix eyes swept over, people couldn't help but feel hot and heartbeat. There was a feeling of sinking. He was as handsome as a demon and as beautiful as the moon, and his face was unclear. He just felt that his whole body was full of evil and wanton charm, even with the coolness of the dark snow pupil, I couldn't help but blush slightly, and my heart beat out of order.

This man has a charm that women can't ignore!

Seeing that Mo Xuetong didn't speak, he just looked at him silently. He seemed to find a plaything he was interested in. He turned and looked at her up and down. The corners of his lips were slightly curved and aroused a smile. "This time, I'd like to send something that can be seen. It's really small. Why not keep it strong." Then he reached out to touch Mo Xuetong's face