Yipin waste material concubine

Chapter 709

Jun Mo was in a hurry to return to the Junhou Mansion. Although it was on the street with the Mu Wang Mansion, Jun Mo hadn't come back for a long time.

There are still many people watching on the streets behind. These days, Jun Mo is studying embroidery at home and has not asked about outside matters.When she came out today, she realized that there were more people around King Mu's Mansion than she thought.

"Miss San, you go back with your subordinates."

Those people on the street were waiting for Jun Mo, it was obvious that the visitor was not kind.

Jun Mo glanced at the people outside, frowned slightly, and jumped up the city wall after a while, and arrived at the Junhou's mansion before the people below could react.

"Brother, take me to see him."

The guard of the Junhou Mansion saw someone descending from the sky and was about to go over to ask questions, but found that it was Jun Mo. He was taken aback for a moment and hurriedly took her to run back.

"Miss San, go and see the young master, I don't know what kind of poison has been poisoned, and he is still in a coma."

Jun Chen was not in his own courtyard, but in Jun Mo's.

"Eldest young master would sit in Miss San's yard every day and wait for you to come back, but who would have thought that he would suddenly collapse in the yard today... The doctors in the mansion have seen too much and have no choice but to order someone to look for you in Prince Mu's mansion. "

Because Jun Mo wanted to marry into Prince Mu's Mansion, the servants of Junhou Mansion treated her very respectfully.

And since Junchen came back and took over the Junhou Mansion, most of them are Junchen's people.

After listening to the guard's description, Jun Mo felt a little pain in his heart.

Jun Chen treats her like a real brother, the only affection she feels in this world. If she wants to marry her, as a brother, he has a lot to say to her.

But because she didn't want to see other people in Junhou Mansion, she never came back once.

Thinking of Jun Chen waiting in her yard full of words and expectations every day, and the despair of not waiting for her to come back in the end, Jun Mo's eyes turned red.

The pace quickened again, and it didn't take long to arrive at the courtyard where she used to live.

This can get very lively in the courtyard, with many people crowded here.Jun Chen is the eldest son, and he is responsible for the future of the Junhou Mansion, no one wants anything to happen to him.

"Miss San is back."

Jun Mo's appearance brought hope to the faces of those waiting eagerly in the small courtyard, and hurriedly welcomed her in.

Seeing the expressions on those people's faces, Jun Mo felt something in his heart.

Suddenly, I felt that this place was like her natal home.

"Where's Big Brother?"

"Here, Miss San, come and take a look, Chen—what's wrong with the eldest young master?"

The first person to rush out was Liu Sanniang, and she would take care of Jun Mo when he came back, and she would live here with peace of mind if Jun Mo didn't come back.

Liu Sanniang's eyes were red and swollen from crying, she didn't know if she was worried about Jun Chen, or worried that Jun Chen would be punished for being unconscious here.

Jun Mo pushed away the crowd and rushed over, and at a glance he saw Jun Chen lying there quietly, his expression was very calm, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, he must have thought of something happy before he fell down.Jun Mo sat over to check Jun Chen's injuries, he seemed to be asleep, and there was no injury on his body.

A doctor from Prince Mu's Mansion came with her, and he sat down to feel Jun Chen's pulse, while Jun Mo focused his attention on Liu Sanniang.

"what is the problem?"

Jun Chen fainted in the small courtyard, the nanny must know.

Hearing this, Liu Sanniang's tears fell from her eyes again, and she cried bitterly.

"The eldest young master would come to sit on the recliner in the courtyard for a while every day. Today he is in a good mood, and he even took the initiative to talk to the old slave. Who knows..."

(End of this chapter)