I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Luo Qianhuai racked his brains and explained: "But now I have repented and changed my past mistakes. I only want to contribute to the Lord's cause. I don't have any other thoughts. Please give me a clear warning!"

"You are young and ignorant." The voice behind him was a little erratic: "Weilian, remember what you said today. It's best not to regret it."

As soon as the hand restraining her was released, Luo Qianhuai rushed to the door immediately: "My lord, don't worry, my subordinates will definitely remember their duty in the future and will never do anything to taint my lord again."

There is no future for following the unstable mafia boss!She didn't believe it. Once Mr. Mo was far away from Changling, even if he encountered unreliable rewards, would the system still be able to climb mountains and ridges without him?
I couldn't help but switch to another handsome man who is honest, reliable and progressive and can live a good life, and start another wonderful encounter. Just thinking about it is beautiful!
Mr. Mo has his back to her, his black hair is spread over his black gold embroidered cloud pattern robe, his posture is as tall and straight as a jade tree, and as motionless as a green mountain.

"That's it. Just step back. We'll set off at Yinshi tomorrow. You don't have to come to see me off."

Who would want to get up early if you can sleep until you wake up naturally?Moreover, what happened just now has indeed brought some psychological shadow to Luo Qianhuai. He really doesn’t know how to face Mr. Mo. It’s always good to see him once more. Maybe after today, he will be able to forget about this man. At the end of the world, there is no connection anymore.

After she left, Mr. Mo stood there for a long time, until Wei Cang slowly walked in: "My lord, if you don't worry about Wei Lian, why bother?"

Mr. Mo turned around with a calm expression on his face: "You also know what kind of road is ahead of us."

Wei Cang lowered his head and did not respond.

"It's like facing an abyss, walking on thin ice, working hard all day long, trembling with fear." He walked slowly, an invisible aura emanating from his body, making the candlelight around him flicker.

"I want to believe, and I am willing to believe, that she was accidentally involved. She should not be trapped in the most dangerous and unpredictable abyss in the world like us, and she will turn into powder at some point."

"So come here." He stopped slowly.

"I understand." Wei Cang raised his head: "I hope Mrs. Luo can understand your hard work."

"It's not important." Mr. Mo shook his head.They probably won't see each other again. She must be asking for this.

In a vast garden in the southern suburbs of Xijing.Thousands of lanterns are hung on the trees like stars, and the silk and bamboo are melodious like fairy music. Even though it is winter, the spacious waterside pavilion is still warm as spring. More than ten handsome men wearing thin silk clothes and painted with red powder are surrounding them. A plump woman in her thirties tried to please her in every possible way.

A fair-faced and beardless chamberlain led a beauty dressed as a noble lady to come in a hurry: "My lord, Mrs. Huo is here."

The woman who was held in the moonlight by the stars raised her head and looked at the beautiful woman in her twenties opposite. She smiled and sat up straight. She patted the two men in front of her who were beating her legs and told them to get up: "Wei." Mom is here? Sit down quickly."

Luan Weiniang had been in a daze since she heard the news of the man's arrival. When she arrived, she was carefully considering her words. But now she saw Weng'an Yong'an, and her heart calmed down.

This princess is quite outstanding among the ladies of Xijing.When I ascended the throne today, I received a lot of help from my eldest sister, Princess Changle, so I reciprocated the favor and always respected her.

It's just that the beauty was unlucky. Princess Changle passed away due to illness more than 20 years ago, leaving only a little girl under ten years old, Han Min'er, the princess of Yong'an in front of her.

Han Min'er was married when she was young. Her husband was the second son of the famous Xue family in Xijing. He was elegant and talented. The two had a good relationship for several years, but it was Mr. Xue who was very talented. But he was unlucky. One day while traveling, he fell from a boat and fell into the water. After being rescued, he contracted a cold syndrome and died within a month.After losing her husband, Han Miner only felt sad for less than half a year before she started a new chapter in her life.She raised dozens of beautiful young men in her mansion, drinking and having fun every day, living in drunken dreams.

His Majesty felt pity for her and never interfered with her, which only made her more and more courageous. Even the sons of lower-ranking officials might be kidnapped and turned into playthings by her as long as they caught her attention. , let alone an ordinary handsome man.

Weiniang smiled and sat close to her, her eyes swept across the circle of handsome men, and she said casually: "My lord, have you ever heard of Mr. Jieyou?"

Lord Yong'an said casually: "Never. Is there anything special about you?"

The corners of Wei Niang's lips curled up slightly, she leaned into her ear and spoke softly.Han Miner's eyes became brighter and brighter. She simply waved her hand and drove all the men around her out of the waterside pavilion. Then she showed an interesting smile:

"Will Mr. Jieyou really come to Xijing tomorrow? He will definitely have to meet for a while. If he is as handsome as you say, I will be very grateful to you."

When Luo Qianhuai woke up, the sky was still blue-black, but the window was already brightly illuminated by torches.The footsteps and voices were very soft, and everyone's movements were orderly.

She thought about it for a long time, but still did not go out to see him off. She just opened the crack in the door and looked out, only to see the back of Mr. Mo boarding the car and leaving surrounded by everyone.

The yard quickly became quiet, and Luo Qianhuai never fell asleep again. He simply changed his clothes and got up, simply packed his things and wanted to leave.

Then she saw Xingjiu.

"Why did Mrs. Luo get up so early?" Xingjiu came up to her as usual.

What Luo Qianhuai was confused about was another question: "Why are you still here?"

"Young Master ordered me to stay and serve you." Xing Jiu said to Yan Yan with a smile.

"I don't need anyone to serve me." Luo Qianhuai frowned: "The young master's car is not far away. It's still too late for you to catch up now."

"Young Master asked me what I meant. I voluntarily followed Mrs. Luo." I can still handle some chores for you."

When Luo Qianhuai heard this, he probably understood what Young Master Mo meant.He must be worried that he would be out of control, so he specially left someone to monitor her and report the situation from time to time.

However, she has seen how difficult it is to settle down in this era, and she really has no idea of ​​leaving her shop and running away.

So the optimistic idea is that with Xing Jiu here, not only will he have an extra helper, but also when he encounters difficulties, he can borrow the power of Mr. Mo and even Meng Ju from time to time. Maybe he can get rid of his dependence on the system and get rid of his dependence on the system. What's wrong with that?