Qingluo Jinghe

Chapter 15

"I don't dare to climb up to Miss Yue."

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Yue Ruo, even Qing Luo frowned, opening his mouth and not knowing what to say.

"You are Aunt An Ran's child, my cousin."

Yue Ruo didn't give Su Chengmo a chance to belittle himself, and told Su Chengmo word by word, "You are Chengmo's cousin."

Even close friends are always other people's family affairs, after all Qingluo doesn't want to meddle indiscriminately, just stand aside silently and let Yueruo handle it by herself.

"Miss Yue, Nu Wuming..." The light and hope in his eyes had long since been erased by his father and brother's day-to-day struggles, and Su Chengmo also took the blame for his mother's death on himself.

"Miss Yue thinks she has recognized the wrong person. She is humble and humble, and dare not cling to her."

"Mr. Su has already left with his birth mother. Miss Yue is in mourning... I still have work to do, please go back to the mansion earlier, Miss Yue and Princess."

Hearing Su Chengmo directly call out his identity, Qing Luo was stunned for a moment, then heard Su Chengmo add another sentence, "I met the princess on the street that day, so I recognize him."

With a smile in his eyes, Qing Luo nodded and remained silent.How could it be possible that Su Chengmo went out of the mansion justifiably, and then happened to meet him again?
Just now that cloud quietly brought darkness to the sky, before the rain came, the wind had quietly blown into the empty mansion.

Su Chengmo refused to admit his identity, so Yue Ruo naturally had no choice but to look at Su Chengmo, then at Qingluo, feeling anxious for a while.

"Princess and Miss Yue, please go back. It's against the rules to enter the Su residence like this." I was used to Su Chengmo's humble appearance, but I didn't know that there was still such a side.

Returning in vain, Yueruo is helplessly tight.Qing Luo, whose identity was directly exposed, didn't know what to do.

Regarding other people's family matters, Su Chengmo refused to admit his identity, so it was not easy to talk to his father and brother, and Yue Ruo had to figure out a way for himself.

What's more, Su Chengmo still has a bit of martial arts in his body. If he didn't want to, Su's father and son, a pair of frail scholars, couldn't stop them at that time.It's just that Su Chengmo's kung fu is learned from somewhere, it's not like the kung fu learned by the sons and daughters of officials to defend themselves.

"Sister Ruo, let's go first." The sky was about to rain, and the fallen leaves in the courtyard saw that Su Chengmo was going to waste a lot of effort. If Yue Ruo came out for a long time, and made his family worry, Qing Luo decided to hold Yue Ruo go home.

"Can……"

Seeing that the rain had already bloomed on the ground, Yue Ruo was worried that Su Chengmo would be frozen like this, so she wanted to put on the oil coat she brought with her.

"Miss Yue, I'm sorry I can't bear this." Turning his body sideways, Su Chengmo avoided Yue Ruo's outstretched hand.

"You call me Princess Sheng, and Ruomei Sheng girl, and then take on the oil coat. For us, left and right are just a matter of money."

Yue Ruo is not good at words, and she is two months younger than Qing Luo.Although Qing Luo felt that giving the oil coat might be a disaster, but in the end it was a friend's thought, if something really happened, Yue Ruo would not force Su Chengmo to accept it next time.

When Tathagata came, Qingluo and Yueruo climbed over the wall and left the Su residence, leaving only Su Chengmo standing in the center of the courtyard, holding the oil coat in his arms, looking at the direction where Yueruo's figure disappeared.

This was the first time that Su Chengmo felt family affection—it was because Miss Yue didn't know that she had killed her mother... Madame, otherwise she would never forgive a sinner like herself.

Su Chengmo in the oil coat didn't move, he hid it in his clothes, for fear that it would get moldy in his dank dwelling if it got wet in the rain.

The rain was so heavy, but it didn't cover Jingzhao's heat.Su Zexun was waiting in the study for his son's sedan chair to come back, and he had already asked his family to prepare hot soup for him.

There is no place to shelter from the rain in the backyard, only Su Chengmo is still picking up the leaves with his hands, and the servants next to him have already gone to the house to shelter from the rain.

A figure passed by and landed beside Su Chengmo, and within less than a cup of tea, he disappeared into the rain due to the sound of footsteps coming from far to near.

(End of this chapter)