Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 435 The Pit Depth 091 Meters Unexpected Accidental Spanking (8)
"This..." Zhou Mingyuan seemed to be in a bit of trouble, his eyes flickered and said: "The servant has already sent someone to deliver the letter to the young master. However, the young master has been busy recently, and it is raining outside at the moment, so maybe we can't make it through today, we have to tomorrow."

"Oh." Mo Jiu squeezed out a smile, flipping through the dishes one by one, wondering if he should wait any longer.

If she doesn't wait, she won't be able to go to the Mohist conference tomorrow. As a descendant of the Mohist family, if she doesn't go to such a grand event, she will regret it for the rest of her life.Moreover, the Mohist meeting this time is an appointment meeting for the new Juzi, and it is also a meeting where the new Juzi must let the Mohist deacons, all elders, hall masters, and incense masters accept her identity.Subconsciously, she felt that it was related to herself. After all, for quite a long time, she was considered by Mo Wang and the others to be the new giant, and she was a little unhappy to be excluded suddenly.

"Girl, the room you live in is usually cleaned by the servants. You can rest later. If the young master comes back, Yuanyang will call for the girl."

It seems that this is the only way to do it... After taking two casual bites of rice, she rarely put down her chopsticks without eating much.

Sitting in the pavilion in front of the porch for a while, she looked around for a long time and did not see Dong Ji coming back. Seeing that the night was getting darker and the rain was getting heavier, she was finally persuaded by the two little girls, Yuanyang and Feicui, to go back to the room.

Unable to stand the service of such a pretty girl, Mo Jiu washed her face and took a bath, making her whole body smell good, and Yuanyang and Jade even took care of her body.Treated like a princess, Mo Jiu couldn't help feeling that the life in the Chrysanthemum Terrace is really glamorous, easy to get lost and depraved.In comparison, Yiranju is just like its name, like a comfortable home.There are mothers, land, flowers, and grass. The layout of each place is simple, practical, and warm.There is no magnificence and dignity of the Chrysanthemum Terrace, but living there is comfortable and comfortable.

It really is a cheap life!She scolded herself, covered herself in the soft quilt, and slowly met Zhou Gong.

In the middle of the night, the sound of wind and rain came roaring from outside, hitting the roof tiles with a "slap" sound like a beast attacking.

Mo Jiu pretended to be something in his heart, and he didn't sleep very well. He was awakened by the sound of wind and rain, and couldn't fall asleep again.

Outside the tent were mandarin ducks watching the night, and there was a bit of dim light, but through the screen and a layer of curtains, the light inside was still a bit dim.Listening to the sound of the rain, Mo Jiu stared at the roof of the tent, thinking in a mess in his mind. Suddenly, amidst the roar of the heavy rain and the howling wind, he heard a faint knock on the door.

Then the door squeaked, and she heard Yuanyang exclaim, "Master, why are you here?"

Mo Jiu sat up almost subconsciously, but seeing that she was only wearing a small coat, she did not lift the curtain, but turned her head to look at the dim lights outside, and heard Dong Ji's deliberately suppressed voice asking, "Miss asleep?"

Yuanyang nodded, and went into the house to find a dry handkerchief to wipe Dong Ji's hair, "It's so windy and windy outside, I thought the young master wouldn't come."

With a "hmm", Dong Ji was noncommittal, and his voice was very shallow.

Inside the tent, Mo Jiu lay on the bed and rummaged around but couldn't find her own clothes, coughed, then fell down and pulled the quilt to cover her body, "Yuanyang, the young master is here?"

Yuanyang was startled, glanced at Dong Ji, and quickly responded, "Yes, the girl is awake?"

Mo Jiu said yes, then smiled and said, "Will Yuanyang bring me my clothes?"

Hearing her words, Dong Ji took the velvet handkerchief from Yuanyang's hand, and said in the direction of the screen: "Jiu'er, don't worry, get up slowly, it's cold outside, wear thicker clothes. I'll wait for you in the side hall."

The torrential rain was pouring, and the strong wind swept the flowers and trees in the courtyard, making a roaring sound, which was a bit fiercer than thunder.After Mo Jiu got dressed, she specially wrapped a cloak with a mink collar, and covered her head tightly before leaving the house.It was very cold outside, and when she was choked by the cold air, she sneezed suddenly... Then, she looked at the dark sky and felt a little nervous.

Such a cold day, such a heavy rain, such a strong wind, where did Dongji come from?
(End of this chapter)