Chapter 107

"Childe, I heard that the third young lady of Mohism hasn't woke up yet. She said she was evil. When she was well, she became ill, and then her vitality died out a little." In the waterside pavilion on one side, the fragrance curls, and the young man in white clothes is like snow. He caresses the piano with gentle and high elegance. The strings are far away, his eyes are slightly closed, and he listens to the reply of his subordinates in a light mood. His long eyelashes cover his eyes, but he doesn't even open his eyes.

The slender and beautiful fingers stroked the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano suddenly cut off. The waterside pavilion suddenly calmed down. The sound of the northeast wind blowing in my ears, blowing under the window screen closing the window, made a very loud sound, and the sound of the water swinging in the blue waves of the lake, as if hitting people's hearts.

In the silence, there was a palpitating cold for no reason. Dark Wei Mo Ming shivered and dared not raise his head.

"I haven't heard of any hidden diseases of the third Miss Mohist before, have I?" The distant voice seemed to come from the sky. Doctor Qing raised his handsome face like a relegated fairy, and his bright eyes fell on the dark guard standing opposite. He frowned twice unconsciously, and then said that he was a gentle and clear question.

"Although Miss Mo San is in poor health, she doesn't have any serious disease. She is just malnourished and has some worries. Even if her mother dies and her father doesn't hurt, it's hard for people to bear. The villain has been checked for others. This Miss Mo San is not a bully, so it's impossible to be bullied too much, resulting in Qi deficiency and vomiting blood." Dark guard knows that his childe is a cautious and perfect person. He has completely investigated Mo Xuetong before coming, and even everything in Cloud City has been investigated clearly.

The childe's attention to this woman surprised him, but he felt natural!

Although such a beautiful woman has not yet grown up, in a few years, she will certainly turn over the country and the city, and the childe will have great talents. It is normal to think so. Turning over the city is the best weapon to turn over the other party's city. I believe it is a man who will be attracted to such a beauty, and there must be discord between the queen and the Grand Prince!

However, to the surprise of the dark guard, the three young ladies of Mohism, who are incompetent and arrogant in the capital rumor, are smart and cunning. There is a little meaning of obedience, so they made it clear to the childe in every detail. As for the advance and retreat, let the childe judge for himself.

The decisive judgment of the childe, the dark guard plays the police uniform in his heart!

"Is the inquiry complete?" Bai Yihao stood up. Since he had just stood up, he had a natural grace and elegance. His hair was as black as ink, his face was as beautiful as jade, his eyebrows and eyes were bright and handsome, and a faint smile made his handsome face as attractive as the sunshine in March and as elegant as an immortal.

"Yes, all inquire clearly." Dark Wei breathed a sigh of relief. He knew the childe's habits. Either he didn't stretch out his hand, he must be fully prepared. Therefore, since he learned that the childe was interested in Miss Mo, dark Wei began to inquire about and sort out Mo Xuetong. Now the things about Miss Mo in the secret report have been sorted into a book, which is only for the childe to see.

"How about the queen?" Bai Yihao gently picked his finger on the string. The string made a jumping sound, stabbed the eardrum and cut the calm in the air.

"Since the great prince got the painting, he has been hiding very well. Even the palace people around him don't know it, but the queen still inquired about it, but the queen didn't do anything and still treated the great prince very kindly." Dark guards dare not hide, and report the news from the state of Yan to the childe.

"In that case, let's go back!" Bai Yihao sent off the dark guard with a pleasant smile on his handsome face.

"Yes!" The dark guard answered and dared not say more. The figure flashed and disappeared on the waterside pavilion.

The waterside pavilion was quiet, and the wind blew up his clothes. He was a little more cold in his beauty. He sat down again. The bottom of his eyes sank. His fingers tapped on the string a few times, but he didn't play... "Childe, childe Luo is coming." The boy on the other side of the waterside pavilion shouted. The winding corridor is still some distance away from here. When the northwest wind blows, the direction is against the wind. The boy must speak loudly before he can pass it.

"Let young master Luo come." The elegant and handsome eyebrows and eyes raised a smile, and the gentle and indifferent reply said that Luo Wenyou came for Mo Xuetong. He came so fast. It's not like Luo Wenyou's usual behavior. Then someone instructed him to come.

Bai Yihao knew about his family. He was embarrassed in the great Qin Dynasty. On the one hand, he was the grandson most loved by the Empress Dowager. Emperor Zongwen appreciated it, but he could not erase his identity. He could run high cars and horses on the street, or meet with fragrant car beauties for a banquet. He could do many things before and after the moon, but he would give up his identity and talent, He never doubted or cared about the attractiveness of those women.

Since emperor Zongwen wants to cultivate him into a romantic celebrity, he naturally follows his will. Therefore, Emperor Zongwen also dotes on him. Although he is not obedient, he can talk about everything. Of course, all this is on the premise that he does not touch politics. If he goes with politics, he will no longer be the nephew of emperor Zongwen, but the proton of the Qin Dynasty and the crown prince of Yan.

These subordinates of emperor Zongwen understood it, so even though they appreciated Bai Yihao's talent and were proud to see him at family gatherings, so many noble ladies looked at him affectionately, hoping to wait for him to review, but as soon as they got into politics, the ministers of the state of Qin didn't dare to get too close to Bai Yihao.

Some courtiers, unable to guess the meaning of emperor Zongwen, simply approached ghosts and gods and kept away from them. They only showed respect to Bai Yihao and didn't mean any affinity.

Among them is the Fuguo government! Although Luo Wenyou is close to him, he doesn't dare to take him home too much for fear of bringing trouble to his family. The Mo mansion is now the new favorite of emperor Zongwen. At this time, if you are close to Bai Yihao, it will only make emperor Zongwen suspicious. Even if Luo Wenyou wants him to save his cousin, he will think twice. First ask the elders in his mansion, then ask the meaning of Mo Huawen, and think twice, One will do it for two or three days.

It will never be like this. Within a few hours, Luo Youwen asked for himself. Luo Youwen is doing what he couldn't do in the past. It seems that there is a new expert after Luo Youwen's tattoo. Bai Yihao is very interested in this person! It was hard to find a master. He suddenly felt interesting.

The smile on his lips became more and more leisurely. His robe was floating and his ink hair was light. He went to the door to meet Luo Youwen. Looking at the cloister, Luo Youwen's tattoo rushed over, and a cold smile flashed at the bottom of his eyes!

What a rush! It can be seen that Luo Youwen's love for his cousin is not just ordinary. The Fuguo government really cares about that granddaughter. It's great!

In Qingwei garden, Mo Xuetong lies quietly on the bed. Her dark long eyelashes are as long and beautiful as a brush, and her nose wings are small. Although her lips have no blood color, they are filled with distressing moistening. Her long splashing ink spreads on the pillow surface embroidered with lotus flowers. Her face is as crystal as jade. Although she is still young, she has a beauty that can not be described by words.

Even if you just lie down quietly, there is a soul stirring beauty.

Bai Yihao's eyes flashed a faint light. His slender fingers slowly and forcefully put on the pale slender hand, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The room was very quiet. No one made a sound. Mo Yu and Mo LAN stood on both sides nervously, and even the atmosphere dared not go out. They stared at Bai Yihao's hand to take the pulse for Mo Xuetong. From fainting to now, it was getting dark outside. Four or five lights were lit in the room, so that Bai Yihao could see more clearly.

Mohuawen was away. In the evening, he was called into the palace. Luo Youwen was accompanying Bai Yihao. At this time, his nervousness was not a bit worse than the two maids. He frowned, turned his back and silently looked at Bai Yihao, looking worried.

At the other end of the bed, Xu's mother stood there uneasily, looked at Mo Xuetong from time to time, and looked forward to Bai Yihao. Her hand holding the bed curtain was sweating, and she didn't know it. She looked at the two people and didn't dare to be tired at all.

All eyes were fixed on the attentive Bai Yihao. So many doctors didn't give a correct answer. This time, I hope to be alone with Bai Yihao. It seems that the sound of people's heartbeat can be heard quietly in the room, and the roaring north wind outside, which makes people nervous and dull for no reason.

I feel like I can't breathe! The sweat on Xu's mother's head came out, and she didn't know it. She tightened the gauze curtain in her hand and let more light penetrate from the side, which could make Bai Yihao see the complexion of Mo Xue Tong more clearly.

After half a ring, Bai Yihao slowly opened Jun's eyes in the public's sight. Mo Yu opened his mouth anxiously. Before he spoke, Mo LAN pulled off his sleeve and closed his mouth.

"What's it like? How's my cousin?" Luo Youwen asked anxiously.

"Your cousin..." Bai Yihao's eyes slipped across Mo Xuetong's face without trace, and his face showed a indifferent smile. He turned back and walked to the chair in front of the window and sat down. Mother Xu had winked over there. The tea had been cold long ago. Mo Yu saw the opportunity and made a cup of tea for him again.

"Yi Hao, how is my cousin?" Luo Youwen followed.

"Miss Mo San is very good!" Bai Yihao smiled politely, picked up the newly soaked tea made of black jade, took a sip and smiled leisurely.

"Good? What do you mean?" Luo Youwen was stunned for a moment and asked anxiously. His face was a little pale. He thought he was saying something ironic. If his cousin really had a weakness, how could grandma stand it!

"Very good meaning, that is, Miss Mo San is not ill strictly speaking." Bai Yihao's eyes were indifferent and clear, and fell on the charming face of Mo Xuetong. The small face showed some childishness, and the long eyelashes hung weakly on the eyes. There was no trace of vitality, showing some distressing pity.

Just a child, how to give the feeling of lovelessness and despair in life, his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and his eyes turned to the side. The face that lost vitality inexplicably made his heart a little more breathless and dull, and even the peaceful smile on his face could not be maintained.

He is always kind to useful people, and so is this time! It must be so!