"Mom, are you talking about Mr. Bao?" A little guy with pointed ears immediately opened his eyes wide.
Mu Lingbo didn't answer.
Ye Beiling said that when the killer from Tianzhulou came to her room, someone else discovered him, and then he disappeared, so she thought it was that person.
Even though she said she didn't need his help.
"The Lord has left Luoyan City."
A voice came out of nowhere at the originally silent door.
"Uncle Qingyan!" Mu Xiaobao blinked, "Why are you still here?"
"This subordinate is staying behind under the command of the Lord."
Mu Xiaobao looked at him distressedly, "Uncle Qingyan, how much salary did he give you? Is it enough?"
Qing Yan glanced at Mu Xiaobao and said in a low voice but firmly, "I am the master of my life, and I am not seeking wealth."
"Hey, I still want to dig a corner! It seems that even if Xiaobao wants to hire you, uncle will still listen to Master Bao."
"My subordinates will naturally obey the orders of the young master. I don't need the young master to pay me." Qing Yan glanced at Mu Lingbo again, "And Miss Mu, if there is an order, no one dares to disobey."
"Forget it. If you are willing to protect my son in secret, I would be extremely grateful to prevent what happened last time. As for myself, I have nothing to do with your lord."
Qing Yan paused and said hesitantly, "The Lord has to go back to Shenglin City due to urgent matters."
When the word Shenglin City came up again, she tilted her head slightly, "He still dares to return to Shenglin City?"
"Of course." Qing Yan's tone suddenly became much lower, "But there are many things that I can't tell the girl. Please forgive me."
Thinking of Mo Jiuling's relationship with Shenglin City, she naturally felt that for Xiaobao's safety, she should stay as far away from Shenglin City as possible, and the less she knew, the better.
The original solemn look on his face was gone, and Mu Lingbo returned to his lazy look, not wanting to talk to anyone, "I know. Hey, it's okay for you to secretly protect my son, but remember not to peek into the privacy of our mother and son?"
Qing Yan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Mu Lingbo was talking about.
"Just don't peek around casually. Uncle Qingyan, you don't have this habit, do you?" Mu Xiaobao came up.
Qing Yan immediately returned to his tense and stiff expression, "No, please don't worry."
Mu Xiaobao smiled and nodded and closed the door.
late at night.
North of Luoyan City.
When Bai Youxi returned to Luoyan City, because the palace was burned down, he lived in a house in Beicheng, not far from Baili Jinyun's temporary residence.
A light black shadow quietly sneaked into the old house hidden among countless dense trees.
It was late at night and the surroundings of the old house were completely dark without any lights.
But in this old house, the lights are bright, with lanterns hanging and candlesticks lit almost everywhere, burning quietly like countless flickering will-o'-the-wisps in this remote northern city.
There are lights lit everywhere, so it will take some effort to find the owner.
Deep inside the house, there were whispers of conversation in a small room near the backyard.
"Brother, what should we do now? Why did the second prince suddenly appear?"
The displays in the room were all simple, and the candlelight flickered, trembling slightly when it shone on the two shadows cast on the wall.
Bai Biyao was restless, and that beautiful face seemed to be shrouded in an irreversible shadow.
Bai Youxi stood by the bed, seeming to be deep in thought, and also seemed to be observing the situation outside the room at any time.
