Chapter 3 First Encounter

Everything was arranged properly. Mo Xuetong followed the maid Molan without delay for a moment, and he was afraid that he would go to the post station late.

With unintentional calculation, she must mess up all her plans before dealing with her cruelly under Aunt Fang.

Mo Xuetong followed Mo Lan out of the door of Qin Mansion. Mo Lan was the big maid beside Mo Xuetong. Yu's face was still very decent. Hearing her go out, the people in the house had already prepared a relatively bright carriage for her, and the two of them got into the carriage before they were slightly relieved.

The carriage drove to the Treasure Pavilion, which is a favorite place for women to visit. Entering through the front door and passing through the Treasure Pavilion to the post station is the most hidden place recently.

Through a narrow lane of the Treasure Pavilion, the locals in Yuncheng will know that there is a small door, which is usually not open, but familiar customers only need to tell the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion, and there is no problem to open it. Molan is trying to wait for Mo Xuetong to wait there. She went to talk to the shopkeeper herself, but she saw Mo Xuetong stretched out her hand. Pushing the door, the door opened with a "squeak".

Opposite the door is the post station.

Mo Xuetong was seeing that the carriages and horses at the opposite post station had been installed and sealed and ready to go on the road!

Without time to say two words, Mo Xuetong put on her hat and helped Mo Lan out. She saluted a middle-aged man who had just walked to the post station and shouted, "Shibo!"

The post station official in Yuncheng used to be Mo Huawen's subordinates. He used to have a good relationship with Mo Huawen. He had a daughter who was about the same age as Mo Xuetong, and naturally recognized Mo Lan. Seeing Mo Xuetong supporting Mo Lan appearing at the post station, he was stunned for a moment and immediately knew that it was Mo Xuetong under the hat. He couldn't help stopping and asked strangely: "Miss Mo San Where is this going?

"Please send me a letter." Molan handed over the letter.

The middle-aged man took it and took a look. He saw the beautiful writing on it that it was written by the old lady of the Duke of Fu. He didn't care about it when he knew that she was writing to her grandfather's house. Molan pressed the small gold seal for Mo Xuetong on the handover document. The middle-aged man arched his hand to Mo Xuetong and saw that it was not early, so he took the carriage and horse.

Mo Lan helped Mo Xuetong back into the door and felt that her palms were sweating. Knowing that she was weak and unable to delay, she hurriedly said, "Miss, wait here. I'm going to call the carriage over. Take a break and we'll get on the car right away."

Mo Xuetong let go of Mo Lan's hand, stood still on the wall, took off the cap on her head, took a deep breath, and nodded. This is not an aisle. There is no need to worry that someone will come, even the clerk in the store can't come. Moreover, she is still dressed as a maid, and it is really inappropriate to wear the hat of a noble daughter to travel.

Mo Lan saw that Mo Xuetong was still stable, so she quickly let go of her and walked out of the lane.

The door was closed, and the sun was shining outside. Mo Xuetong narrowed her eyes and reached out to close the door. Then she closed her eyes and rested at ease. Along the way, she was weak and couldn't stand it.

Hun heard a sound of wind, something pushed the door in. He moved very quickly and instinctively stretched out his hand. He only heard a "huh" and opened his eyes quickly, but saw a corner of purple robe in his hand. He just reached out and caught someone!

Mo Xuetong quickly let go and stepped back two steps, but found that she was against the wall and could not retreat. She looked up in panic.

"Why, why do you catch it and let go? Don't you regret letting go like this?" A rather beautiful, cold and lazy voice came, as if it was as mellow as wine, which made people intoxicated.

The door was slightly open, and you could see the man standing in front of her. The sun shone from the door, and the handsome and enchanting man looked at him sideways.

The man is about 16 or 7 years old, dressed in a purple coat, with ink edges in his collar, embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns with gold thread, and a layer of light gold edges rolled underneath. Wearing a wide robe on him, he looks outstanding and elegant. From the open oblique neckline, the black skirt inside is slightly exposed, purple and black matching color, which looks both Unprecable and mysterious.

A long black hair casually tied a purple jade hairpin. The extremely beautiful eyebrows seemed to be gentle and affectionate. The expression on his face seemed to be smiling. The narrow phoenix eyes swept over, making people can't help but feel hot and heartbeat. There was a feeling of sinking. That kind of handsome as a demon like the moon, and I can't tell the handsomeness of his face, only felt that his whole body was full of With the evil charm, even with the coldness of Mo Xuetong, he couldn't help blushing slightly, and his heartbeat suddenly messed up.

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

Seeing that Mo Xuetong didn't speak, he only looked at him. He seemed to have found a plaything he was interested in. He turned around and looked at Mo Xuetong and looked at her up and down. The corners of his lips were slightly bent, with a smile. His handsome eyes were full of waves: "This time, I'm sending a good thing to see, but it's really small. Why don't you raise it? Strong." After saying that, he stretched out his hand as if to touch Mo Xuetong's face.

If you take his appearance as a reference, there are not many people in the world who can see him.

Mo Xuetong woke up from shock, turned his head to avoid his hand, and said seriously, "This gentleman, please take care of yourself!"

"If you are self-respecting, you won't reach out and hold my skirt. Now I think it's quite satisfactory. It's you. What are you resisting?" The man's expression was still gentle and his voice was mellow, but it inexplicably made Mo Xuetong feel dangerous. Looking at him slowly approaching, he was obviously a little malicious.

"The prince misunderstood. I was closing my eyes and resting here. I didn't see the prince enter the door and listening to the sound passing by. I thought I had encountered something dangerous, so I reached out to hold the prince. If it's rude, I still hope you can forgive me." Mo Xuetong couldn't retreat. She took a deep breath and explained weakly.

The man in front of her, whom she had never seen in her previous life, was just an ordinary dress and could not stop his dignity. There was an evil smile on her beautiful face, which looked gentle and charming, but although his voice was lazy and gentle, it was hidden with shocking coldness and prestige.

Mo Xuetong secretly complained. She didn't want to cause trouble, so she hid here and waited for Molan to call a car before going out. Unexpectedly, she couldn't avoid it. No wonder the door, which had been closed, was open. It turned out that it was deliberately kept for others. If she had known that she had just left the wrong place early because she was walking with Molan.

"Dangerous things? Do you mean me? When I entered the door, I pulled my robe. Now I say that I am dangerous. How dare you ask what I want to do? A burst of heat came in my ear, and the man's voice was close at hand, "Why, play a game with me?"

The sudden approach made Mo Xuetong turn her head, facing the handsome eyes with all kinds of amorous feelings. Such a close distance, such an ambiguous breath could almost feel the hot temperature on his body. Mo Xuetong's calm face suddenly turned red, and her body stiffened and panicked. He turned his head and wanted to walk to the side, but he found that his hand was in front of him, blocking his way, as if he was surrounded by him in his arms.

Feeling this embarrassing situation, Mo Xuetong's tender and white little face burned in full swing.

Biting his lips, he calmed down his panicked heart a little, looked up at the evil handsome face, and said angrily, "Mr. Please let me go. Men and women are seven years old. Do you still have to be so rude?"

"Since you are seven years old and have different seats, why did you pull me here just now?" The man said mockingly that when he put his hand in front of her, he didn't mean to let go.

"Son, I have just explained it, but I did it inadvertently. Besides, this is an aisle. If you can walk, I can't walk." Mo Xuetong was slightly angry, cleared her throat, and said to the man.

Being pushed by her, the man was slightly stunned and said with a smile, "It looks like a pure little beauty that I feel sorry for. How can she have such a personality?"

"What kind of nature do I have? It has nothing to do with the prince. I'd better ask him to let go. Our young lady will come over in a moment. Seeing that you are blocking me like this, she will still think that I have provoked the prince. She will not forgive me after returning home." Mo Xuetong lowered her eyes and said coldly. She was wearing a maid's clothes at this time, and she didn't want to have anything to do with this person. She just felt that the farther away from him, the better.

"Are you a maid?" The man looked up and down at her again and joked.

"If it weren't for a maid, how could he stand here alone and be angry with the prince?" Mo Xuetong said angrily.

"It's a pity for you to be a maid. Do you want to follow me? No one will be angry with you in the future. Even I spoil you, okay?" These words are extremely gentle, like soft words between close lovers, and Mo Xuetong's face burned uncontrollably.

The warm breath, like a warm wind rolling gently on the ear wheel, as if flirting in the heart, Mo Xuetong's blushing face, anger could not be vented for a moment, and the raised eyes were full of irritation: "Sir, how can you be so rude."

Is that right? Is it rude for me to be so submissive? What do you mean, I am not attractive to you at all!" The man's eyes were shining, and a smile appeared on his lips, which was so bright that he could see Mo Xuetong's pale little face.

This man is really...

Mo Xuetong was speechless for a while and simply stopped saying anything. She looked outside, bit her lips, and no longer hesitated. She suddenly reached out to push the hand that was lying in front of her. Molan had gone out for a while and was about to come. If she inadvertently called "Miss", her identity would be leaked, this is Zhen. Baoge, there is no guarantee that one of the people outside doesn't know her. In the past, when her mother was there, she also made friends with some family ladies, and there were only a few noble ladies and husbands in Yuncheng.

The man didn't seem to expect that she was really bold. Regardless of the men's and women's defenses, he was stunned and looked at her slender hand falling on his robe. The purple reflected was like a sea of purple flowers falling after the tired butterflies, which added a little vivid and beautiful...

"Eighth brother, what are you doing? Why don't you come here quickly?" A gentle voice came from the depths of the lane.