A good wife and a good mother

Chapter 339 Welcome Again (2)
Zhao Yingzi raised her eyebrows: "I want to know who is the person who deciphered the writing on the wooden board?" She thought that Wan Yan could not decipher it by herself.

"Mode!"

Zhao Yingzi turned her face to look at Mo Dai, with a "really so" expression on her face, which made Mo Dai feel a little uncomfortable. Although she deciphered the Braille, it does not mean that she has the excellent investigative ability of Sherlock Holmes ah!And she couldn't figure out how the two men, Qiongqing and Xiao'an, avoided the guards of the officers and soldiers in Wanyan's mansion. They don't know kung fu at all, do they?
"Hurry up and go to the guest room to see if there are any clues!" Mo Dai said bravely, since the matter happened, it must be resolved, and since Qiongqing is her son Mo Xiaoyu's friend, she seems to have something to do Power, if she has that power.

Zhao Yingzi agreed, and Wan Yan sighed to lead them the way. Although she didn't think there would be any clues in the guest room, after all, she had checked the guest room early in the morning, and she hoped to find a few words of paper, but it turned out that there was none, and the prince disappeared very suddenly.

Mo Dai and Zhao Yingzi scanned the guest room again and again, but they did not find any clues.

Wan Yan pinned all her hopes on Mo Dai: "Mo Dai, since you can decipher the writing on the wooden board, it means that you can communicate with the prince. If you try harder, try to think about where the prince will be?"

Mo Dai secretly rolled her eyes, what kind of connection is there?She is not a fairy, how could she know where he is?
but……

Modai glanced at a pot of chrysanthemums with light white flowers on the window shelf, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly remembered that her supernatural power seemed to be able to detect the spiritual consciousness of plants, so she tried to walk over and touch them. He touched the flowers and leaves of the pot of chrysanthemums.

Seeing Mo Dai leisurely walking to the window to admire the pot of chrysanthemums instead of concentrating on sensing where the prince is, Wan Yan was a little anxious, but it was hard to say anything about her, after all, she was invited by her to help find the prince.

Mo Dai touched the chrysanthemum and concentrated her thoughts, but the result shocked her, because the flower's spiritual consciousness told her that Qiongqing and his little servant Cigla disappeared out of thin air.

Mo Dai couldn't believe it, and she couldn't say it rashly, she could only say that she was powerless.

Wan Yan is about to cry. Last night she had already written a secret letter about the prince’s return to the imperial capital today and sent it to the queen. Fortunately, it has not yet been sent, but the time limit given to her by the queen is one month. If she doesn't reach the prince, her one-year salary will be gone.But Zhao Yingzi was simply worried about Qiongqing's safety, and once again regretted that she had brought him out of the Imperial Capital, and if something happened to her, she would not have any good results.

Mo Dai doesn't care about these things, she just wants to go back immediately and touch all the plants on the street in the courtyard, she doesn't believe she can't find graphite.She actually forgot that her supernatural ability is very powerful, not only can heal creatures, but also all the plants in the world can be used by her. If she had thought of it earlier, maybe Shi Mo had been found by now. She was still there before. After touching the pot of pink chrysanthemums in the study for a long time, when she thought of this, she felt a little angry with herself, and at the same time angry with graphite.

As for the matter of Qiongqing, she now feels a little weird. At the beginning, she suspected that he could understand the consciousness communication between her and Maru Niu, but Maru Niu said that he could not understand, but he himself carried a mysterious fairy spirit , and now disappeared out of thin air, could it be that he also has unknown abilities?

Mo Dai went back, while Zhao Yingzi, Lie and Guan Xuan stayed to continue searching for Qiongqing's whereabouts.

As soon as Mo Dai returned home, she touched all the plants in the study and the courtyard, but because Shi Shi had been away for too long, the spiritual consciousness of the plants could only remember the past few days, so she didn't get any useful news , Mo Dai really wanted to die, suddenly felt exhausted, and lay motionless on the desk in the study.

Mu Qianche walked into the study, seeing Mo Dai's dejected look felt a little distressed, walked to her side, and Mo Dai smelled the faint scent of herbs wafting from his body, turned around suddenly and hugged his waist, buried her face in the his belly.

Mu Qianche raised his hand to stroke her hair, and said calmly, "Are you worried about the prince?"

Mo Dai shook her head, then nodded again, although it was mainly because of Mo Shi, the matter of Qiong Qing was indeed a bit tricky.

"Qian Che, let me confirm with you again, did you notice any abnormalities when you took the pulse of the prince back then?"

Hearing Mo Dai's question, Mu Qianche thought about it carefully, then shook his head: "No."

"Where's the enamel? You probably don't have the time to do it!"

"No, his aura doesn't seem to be good at kung fu." Mu Qianche was also a little puzzled, "Why do you ask that?"

"They just disappeared."

Chen Shi, in Luling Town, in a certain guest room called "Shunfeng Inn", Qiong Qing was sitting at the table drinking cocoa milk tea and eating leftover bread from last night.

There was a knock on the door, and then the voice of Ciena came: "My lord, I'm coming in!" Then, the door was pushed open, and Ciena came in, holding soy milk and fried dough stick buns in his hand, waiting for breakfast.

"My lord, I've brought breakfast, would you like some?" Looking at Qiongqing chewing dry slices of bread, Cihuang asked with some distress.

"No need, I'm full." Qiongqing drank the last sip of milk tea, then stood up, and Cilan hurriedly put it down early to help him walk to the bed.

Qiongqing lay sideways on the bed, looking very tired.

"My lord, you really are pushing yourself too hard!" Ciena looked at his thin back worriedly.

Qiong was silent.

Ci glaze said again: "Master, let's go back to Miss Mo's house!"

Qiong Qing remained silent.

Porcelain didn't speak anymore, and sat down at the table to start eating breakfast.

At the same time, in a small courtyard near the lake in the south of Luling Town, a man was lying on a recliner with his eyes closed and dozed off.The man is tall and tall, dressed in a black robe, with stern and profound features, and a black and gold forehead on his forehead. The morning sun hit him, covering his body with a faint halo.

His long, knuckle fingers tapped on the armrest of the recliner.

At this time, an old woman who was nearly fifty years old came into the courtyard with a big porcelain bowl, came to him and bowed respectfully to him: "My lord, the cake is ready, please see if it suits you." mind?"

The man lazily opened his eyes: "Open it and have a look!"

The old woman lifted the lid of the big porcelain bowl and said with a smile: "This is made by a famous pastry chef in the town. You can see that the shape, color, and taste are exactly in line with your requirements!"

The man only glanced at the pastry in the big porcelain bowl, then looked away in disgust: "No, no, let them do it again!"

The old woman looked at the man with some embarrassment: "But son, this is already one. I have searched all the pastry chefs in this town, and there is no one who can make the kind of cake you asked for!"

(End of this chapter)