The daily life of the devil's wife

Come one step later

Just as Zhuo Hao walked into the vermilion lacquered gate, there was a sound of wheels rolling behind him.

Turning around following the sound, I saw a royal blue luxury carriage parked in front of the gate of Zhuojiazhuang, a slender and well-proportioned hand stuck out from the carriage, and gently opened the royal blue carriage curtain.

Then, a man in a moon-white robe stepped out of the carriage.

He has black hair like clouds, and a tall and tall figure. When his pair of black eyes saw Zhuo Hao, they bent slightly into a beautiful crescent moon.

"Patriarch Zhuo Xiao, I heard that the previous Patriarch was buried last night, so I came here to see it."

Walking down from the carriage without haste, the man's clothes fluttered, and the smile on his face was as warm as the spring breeze, gentle and refined.

Seeing the man's face, Zhuo Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and cupped his hands out of politeness: "It turned out to be the owner of the Mo village. The previous owner was indeed buried last night. Everything in Zhuo's village has been properly handled. The Lord is concerned."

"That's fine."

After saying that, Mo Jinwen slowly looked away and looked inside the vermilion lacquered gate.

Zhuo Hao looked at him, followed his gaze to look into the gate, and immediately understood his purpose of coming.

After looking into the gate for a moment, Mo Jinwen slowly looked back, and looked at Zhuo Hao with a smile: "Master Zhuo Xiao, won't you invite me in?"

"I'm really sorry. I sent Miss Jun away just now. I was sad for a moment and forgot to invite Zhuang Zhu into the mansion. I was rude. Please don't blame Zhuang Zhu."

"Wait, you mean Miss Jun has left?"

Opening his eyes slightly, the smile on Mo Jinwen's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by surprise and annoyance.

Seeing his expression like this, Zhuo Hao was not surprised, and responded lightly: "Yes."

Zhuo Hao's answer immediately pulled back Mo Jinwen's thoughts.

Raising his eyes to meet Zhuo Hao's, Mo Jinwen cupped his hands slightly: "Patriarch Zhuo, there are still some things that have not been dealt with in my residence, and I will visit you next time."

"Okay, Mr. Mo, please go ahead."

"Ah."

Responding lightly, Mo Jinwen turned around and pulled the carriage over, untied the hemp rope connecting the horse and the carriage, turned over and jumped onto the horse's back.

The boy driving the horse saw him in such a hurry, and just asked a question, he heard the sound of driving a horse from Mo Jinwen's mouth, and swung his whip away.

Zhuo Hao knew that he was going to chase Jun Moli, but he also knew that Jun Moli had probably left the city gate at this moment, even if Mo Jinwen rushed to the horse, it would be difficult to chase her back.
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"drive!"

On the bustling street, a tall horse galloped towards it, causing passers-by to run away in shock.

Mo Jinwen drove his horse all the way to the city gate, but he didn't see Jun Moli's figure.

Staring at the open city gate, if he continues to chase, he will leave Tianqi Kingdom.

As the owner of Mojiazhuang, it is against the family rules to leave the city where the family is located without any important matters.

Looking at the vast forest outside the city gate, Mo Jinwen frowned slightly and hesitated.

The passers-by beside him saw that he rushed over in a hurry just now, and stopped in front of the city gate, their faces were full of doubts.

"What happened to Mo's Village? Why did the owner of Mo Village come here in such a hurry?"

"It shouldn't be. No one can shake Mojiazhuang's status in Tianqi Kingdom. What can happen?"

"That's right. But I think Zhuang Mo's mood is not right. It may be something within their family."

"The matter of the big family has nothing to do with us, let's go."

(End of this chapter)