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Chapter 128. Set off on the road

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    At Youshi, Mu Kerou sent Chuyao back to the mansion, watched her go in, and then turned to leave.

    Chuyao entered the gate of the mansion, and ran into Luo Shuyan head-on. He stood in the hall, sipping tea leisurely. When he saw Chuyao coming in, he got up, cupped his hands and said, "I'm so presumptuous, Miss Wangxia."  Forgive me."

    "What is Mr. Luo doing? You didn't offend Yi Huan." Chu Yao pretended to be puzzled, she was not sure whether Luo Shuyan's visit was another kind of temptation.

    Luo Shuyan looked directly at her, and carefully looked at the expression on her face. Her eyes and demeanor were different from Chuyao's. Maybe he was really overwhelmed.

    According to his information, Chuyao should be in Li country now, and Xia Yihuan is just someone who is somewhat similar.  The ancients said that there are dreams in the day and night.  He had the illusion that Xia Yihuan was like Song Chuyao, maybe it was just because he hadn't let her go.

    "I think it's a little presumptuous for me to disturb Miss Xia rashly today."

    "Mr. Luo, you are polite. Mr. Luo's appreciation of calligraphy and painting has benefited Yi Huan a lot. Yi Huan should thank Mr. Luo." Chu Yao was talking when He Mengjie and Lu Jialing came in at this time. Lu Jia  Aya was still carrying two big bags in her hands.

    It's a long road, and a coquettish young lady like He Mengjie naturally needs to bring a lot of things. When she passed Chuyao, she stopped for a moment, squinted and snorted coldly before entering the inner hall.

    "It seems that Ms. He is not very friendly to you. If Ms. Xia needs help with anything, please feel free to ask." Luo Shuyan said with a slightly raised mouth.

    "Yi Huan can still handle it. If there is nothing else, Yi Huan goes into the house to clean up the things." Chu Yao gave him a slight blessing, walked around him and walked into the hall.

    After entering the small courtyard, she saw Lu Jialing closing the door furtively. The two of them were inseparable all the time, so Chuyao didn't suspect him, only that He Mengjie was also in the house.

    ? When Chuyao walked into the room, Fu Yunyan frowned alone, with a sunspot between her slender and white fingers, and a chessboard in front of her.

    It seemed that Fu Yunyan had never left the yard, as she said, the Fu family was deserted.

    "If you land here, you can retreat and advance." Chu Yao picked up a sunspot and dropped it next to the white one.

    Fu Yunyan took a closer look, suddenly realized, raised his head, smiled at Chuyao for the first time, and said, "Miss Xia, can you enjoy a game of chess?"

    Chuyao liked Fu Yunyan's temperament, so she sat down calmly, she held the white stones, and Fu Yunyan held the black stones.

    During the game, the two rarely had some verbal conversations.  They are all people who are not easy to get along with, but in this conversation, there is no strangeness.

    Fu Yunyan likes to play games, but her chess skills are not very good. Chuyao won three games in a row, and there was a trace of anxiety on her usually indifferent face.

    "Yunyan, you lost again." After more than an hour, Chuyao had already called her by her first name.

    Fu Yunyan put down the chess pieces in his hand, looked a little frustrated, and sighed softly: "It seems that I don't have the slightest talent for chess."

    "You have played very well." Chuyao's words were not consolation. With her chess skills, it was not easy for Fu Yunyan to get to this point.

    Fu Yunyan lowered her eyes and sighed inaudibly: "It's useless to this extent."

    "Huh?" Chu Yao couldn't hear clearly, and frowned in doubt.

    "It's nothing, it's getting late, and we have to leave tomorrow, so it's better to rest earlier." Fu Yunyan got up and walked to the bed.

    Chu Yao looked outside, and the night had indeed fallen unconsciously.

    Tomorrow will be one step closer to her goal, Chuyao lay on the bed without much joy, and slept peacefully until dawn.

    ? On the second day, the four beautiful ladies drove in an official carriage, and Luo Shuyan rode ahead in his own carriage.  Behind the two carriages were a group of maids and servants, guarding the horses and flanking them. The Luo family was the richest man in the world, so their style was naturally incomparable to that of ordinary people.

    Chuyao lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, and sure enough, He Ling was standing on the teahouse in the distance.

    She raised the corners of her lips slightly, gave him a reassuring smile, then lowered the curtain, and the carriage started to move.

    Drive away slowly, getting farther and farther away from the teahouse, until the faces of the people upstairs are gradually blurred.

    He Ling sighed just now as he watched the motorcade drive out of his sight.

    Mu Kerou stood behind him, seeing him like this, felt a little sad.  She took a step forward, raised her hand and patted the back of He Ling's head, and said carelessly: "Okay, okay, we're all gone, don't be reluctant."

    He Ling covered the back of his head with one hand, and gestured to pat her with the other. Mu Kerou was about to hide when his palm lightly landed on her head, rubbed her hair, and smiled: "Thank you."

    The two of them usually fight and fight, but it is rare for He Ling to do this.sp; Early the next morning, Chuyao was dressing and dressing when she heard a terrified scream from outside.

    She tied up the skirt and opened the door to go out, only to see a little maid running out of He Mengjie's room in a panic, her face still in shock.

    Chu Yao stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and asked, "What's wrong?"

    "Dead man, dead man, Miss He is dead." The little maid said incoherently, with fear in her pupils.

    Surprised, Chuyao let go of the little maid's hand, and walked to He Mengjie's room. At this moment, Luo Shuyan, Fu Yunyan, and Lu Jialing all came out of the room one after another, and heard the little maid's words.

    The four of them walked into He Mengjie's room. As soon as Chuyao entered the room, he walked to the screen. Seeing He Mengjie's appearance, he immediately turned around and stopped Luo Shuyan, saying in a deep voice, "Mr. Luo is not suitable to go in."

    He Mengjie died in the bathtub without a trace. The water in the bathtub was completely cold, and her complexion had begun to turn purple. It was obvious that she died suddenly while taking a bath last night.

    Luo Shuyan exited the door, Lu Jialing and Fu Yunyan entered one after another, Fu Yunyan frowned, Lu Jialing screamed, and passed out, Fu Yunyan helped Lu Jialing to lie on the bed.

    Chuyao and Fu Yunyan carried He Mengjie out, wrapped them in a brocade quilt, and called Luo Shuyan to come in after finishing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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