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throw them out 1

Early the next morning.

Mo Liancheng saw that Qu Tan'er was still sleeping with the quilt rolled up like a kitten, so he got up quietly without disturbing her.

After washing up, she simply tidied up her black hair, and then walked out of the inner room. The maid who was cleaning the outer room just wanted to salute, but Mo Liancheng stopped her, "No need to do it, go out. I'm not hungry for the time being. I'll wait for Madam.

Wake up and prepare food."

"Yes." The two little maids bowed their heads and retreated.

Mo Liancheng sat on the carved chair above, and had already brewed a pot of tea on the small table. He raised his hand, touched it lightly, and poured himself a cup when he saw that it was warm. He held the teacup in his palm, and

He didn't drink it in a hurry, but gently shook the light green tea in the cup.

The leisurely movements are natural.

There is no deliberate intention, but it is still so stunningly beautiful!

Slowly, he moved the tea cup to his lips and took a sip. "You have been outside for more than two hours. If you are not tired, I am too. Come in."

"Yes..." There was a burst of ridicule from outside. After a while, a person came in, it was the old man Zhan Zhonghong. His hair was a little wet, obviously due to dew, and the shoes on his feet were also the same. Zhan Zhonghong was a little wet.

San Ran and Xin Gui approached, but did not even bother to salute, and sat directly on the chair opposite Mo Liancheng.

Mo Liancheng picked up an empty cup and poured him a cup of warm tea.

Zhan Zhonghong took it guiltily and drank the tea in the cup in one breath. A warm feeling spread from his body, which made him calm a lot.

"Tell me, why are you looking for me?" Mo Liancheng asked lightly.

Zhan Zhonghong said calmly: "Yesterday, the rich man came to see me...twice."

"Hmm." He just hummed and said nothing further?

Zhan Zhonghong said unexpectedly: "Don't you ask me what I said to him?"

"It's nothing more than revealing my true identity."

"Master..." Zhan Zhonghong felt guilty and immediately stood up and knelt in front of Mo Liancheng, "I'm here to receive punishment."

Yesterday, when Zhan Zhonghong saw the distressed look of the old man from the rich family, and after the old man from the rich family told the story, he couldn't help but remind the old man from the rich family. In the end, he was the one who taught the old old man from the rich family to behave like a scoundrel and to stalk him. He didn't know that he was like this

The more he thought about it, the more he thought about whether it would ruin Mo Liancheng's original plan, and he became more and more uneasy.

After thinking about it carefully, Mo Liancheng is the master and he is just a subordinate!

For several months, Mo Liancheng treated their Zhan family very well. He followed them in everything. Even the money and property in the Qi'an Hall were directly handed over to them. He never asked. When they met Mo Liancheng, their Zhan family

There was no need to salute, so Zhan Zhonghong only called "Master" just now in a few months.

Zhan Zhonghong almost forgot his identity!

Therefore, he didn't sleep well all night.

Before dawn, I came to Mo Liancheng's courtyard to guard...

Mo Liancheng remained silent.

He was playing with the tea cup calmly, with watery eyes, it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Zhan Zhonghong knelt on his knees in front of Mo Liancheng and did not move at all.

It is rare to see an old guy kneeling with a young guy. Fortunately, no one else saw it here. Otherwise, even Zhan Zhonghong would feel embarrassed. There is no other way, even if he has been in the palace for decades

He never knelt down when he saw the emperor, at most he only saluted.

But this time, Zhan Zhonghong himself didn’t understand.
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