Hearing this, Chen Mo's eyes widened a little.

Kefu is regarded as unknown, and this was said in previous lives.

I didn’t expect it to happen in this life.

There are ghosts and monsters in this world. People in this life must be more afraid of such ominous things.

No wonder no one touches it.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't speak, a woman's intuition made her feel that something was wrong. She came to Chen Mo's side, looked up at her, and said in a very low voice: "Don't you have a crush on... Xiaoyu...

”

"What's the matter? I just met her tonight." Chen Mo pulled her to sit down on the soft couch, picked up the cooked egg on the bed, and gently moved it on her slapped face.

Said: "And she is not as beautiful as you..."

Chen Mo thinks he is quite good at coaxing women.

A woman likes her appearance, and no one likes to hear others say that they are beautiful, not to mention that this person is also their lover.

In addition, although she has a good relationship with Bai Shuyu, she will inevitably have some comparisons in her heart, due to comparisons in appearance and figure.

Jiang Qi's heart skipped a beat when she heard Chen Mo's words.

Therefore, Chen Mo's small gesture of rolling her face with cooked eggs was infinitely magnified in her eyes.

"Mo Lang is so kind to me, but I still doubt him..."

"Qier, what are you doing?"

Chen Mo suddenly found that his belt had been untied by Jiang Qi.

"Mo Lang, don't move..."

……

Inside the antique room.

While Chen Mo was helping Jiang Qi's swollen face with a cooked egg, he gently raised his hand to brush the hair next to Jiang Qi's cheek, and then gently stroked her cheek with his palm.

"I am already the commander-in-chief. When I find a way to get the documents from the Ministry of Punishment, I will... help you redeem your life as soon as possible..."

Tonight there is a young master from Zuo Qiandu Yushi family who wants to force himself. Who knows who else will be there tomorrow night or later.

Although he asked Wang Shengzhi to take good care of him, he knew that Wang Shengzhi was a man who only saw what others were doing.

If a county prince comes later, and a prince or something like that falls in love with Jiang Qi, Wang Shengzhi might not know how to curry favor with her.

He doesn't want to be cuckolded at a young age. In a place like Jiaofangsi, it's better to redeem Jiang Qi as soon as possible.

Compared to the troubles that may arise from redemption, Chen Mo feels that the troubles are nothing compared to cuckoldry.

Jiang Qi paused, then raised her head, her eyes shining brightly: "Really?"

I was so excited that I hugged Chen Mo and kissed him.

Chen Mo was so frightened that he quickly put his forehead against hers: "It's getting late. Let's take a shower and then... fall asleep."

Seeing Chen Mo's panic, Jiang Qi was startled for a moment, but soon understood something and burst out laughing...

Chen Mo: "..."

……

On the other side, the Yang family mansion.

The Yang family's mansion is two or three times larger than Lin Bai's third-bedroom courtyard.

Yang Fuqing had just laid down on his concubine, who had only been in the house for a few months, and was about to do something, when the housekeeper's voice came from outside the house.

"Master, it's not good, the young master was beaten in the Jiaofang Division."

Yang Fuqing was already very angry when things were interrupted, and when he heard that his unsatisfactory son had caused trouble again, he became even more angry.

Yes, he heard that his son hit someone again.

"Let him wait in the lobby..."

…

Half an hour later, the Yang family hall.

Yang Fuqing, who was wearing a robe, looked at the figure that was swollen into a pig's head leaning on a chair, and glanced at the housekeeper subconsciously, as if to confirm again that this was really my son?

It wasn't until the swollen pig-headed figure spoke intermittently that Yang Fuqing stopped doubting and frowned: "What trouble did you get into? Who beat you like this?"

"I heard from friends of the young master that the young master was beaten by a uniformed guard general in Siyinmiaofang, Jiaofang." The steward on the side said.

"Jin Yiwei?" Hearing this, Yang Fuqing raised his eyebrows, and then became furious: "You bastard, tell me honestly, what did you do? Why did you provoke the Jin Yiwei?"

In Yang Fuqing's eyes, Jin Yiwei's job is either to catch monsters or to confiscate homes and exterminate clans.

Yang Fuqing was afraid that this traitor would involve the entire Yang family.

Yang Shucheng was also angry. He was beaten like this. The old man didn't care about him. Instead, he questioned himself angrily.

I am your only son.

"I...I didn't provoke him, I didn't provoke anyone, I just listened to the music...and drank wine, he...he rushed in and beat me."

Of course Yang Shucheng needs to polish this up.

But Yang Fuqing didn't believe it at all. He knew his son's nature too well.

He turned his head and looked at the housekeeper: "Go and find out what this unlucky traitor has done?"

This matter is not difficult to find out.

Less than an hour later, the housekeeper came back and told Yang Fuqing what happened in detail.

Yang Fuqing was relieved to learn that it was just for a geisha.

Looking at Yang Shucheng, he had an expression on his face that he hated the iron.

But this matter really cannot be forgotten.

Geisha is a lowly person.

The lowest level of existence.

"Beating my son like this for a geisha, even a royal guard cannot be so lawless. I will enter the palace tomorrow to give advice to His Majesty..."

After saying that, he went into the study to draft a memorial.

However, in the morning court the next day, the emperor was ill and still did not go to court, leaving Wang Ying to handle the state affairs.

Yang Fuqing knew that Jinyiwei now had a dog under Wang Ying's hands, and if he was left to deal with it, the matter would just go unsolved.

So after the morning dynasty, Yang Fuqing walked towards the Emperor's Hall of Supreme Harmony.

As soon as he reached the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he was stopped by a group of factory guards.

"Get out of the way, I want to meet with the Holy Lord." Yang Fuqing shouted.

"Eunuch Wang said that His Majesty's dragon body has not recovered yet and needs to rest. No one is allowed to go in without disturbing others." An old eunuch said in a low voice.

"I have something important to ask to see Your Majesty. If it is delayed, can you afford it?"

"What's important, Mr. Yang?"

At this moment, a feminine voice sounded behind Yang Fuqing.

Yang Fuqing's expression changed, and when he looked back, he saw an old man wearing a vermilion brocade robe, holding a fly whisk, gray hair, and a peaceful face sitting on a sedan chair, surrounded by a group of people, heading towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Those who didn’t know about this scene would have thought it was the emperor’s chariot.

"Eunuch Wang."

"Eunuch Wang."

"Eunuch Wang."

The imperial guards and long guards next to them all bent down and handed over their hands.

That powerful aura made Yang Fuqing feel a little embarrassed.

"Eunuch Wang." Seeing Wang Ying, Yang Fuqing couldn't help but lower his head.

"Master Yang, if you have anything to report, we can tell the saint for you." Wang Ying got off the sedan and looked at Yang Fuqing with a kind face.

Yang Fuqing's back was already covered with cold sweat, and he said: "Since His Majesty's dragon body has not recovered, I will not disturb His Majesty's rest, and will leave now."
Chapter completed!