The soldiers had been following Duke Huan for many years, so how could they not understand the meaning of his words?

Chang Chen crossed his fists and ducked out of the private room.

Miss Xing looked up at Old County Duke Huan with her little face raised, and called out slightly: "Grandpa..."

A smile appeared on Old County Duke Huan's face again, and he rubbed her little head with his big palm: "Are you scared by your grandfather?"

Miss Xing shook her head: "Grandpa, is the brother in blue clothes just now my fourth brother?"

Old Duke Huan said warmly: "It's your fourth brother, but it's a pity that he is not as obedient and sensible as Xingxing."

"Grandpa, don't be angry. Aunt Pulan once told me that children will never grow up unless they make mistakes.

If the fourth brother does something wrong, my grandfather should tell him properly and he will grow up after he corrects himself."

Although these words were spoken by a child, they made Mr. Huan's eyes wet.

"Good boy, such a good boy..."

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Let’s talk about Huan Mo.

After writing the leave note, he felt his whole body relaxed immediately, and most of the swelling and pain in his knees had dissipated.

Lying back on the bed, he fell asleep without even thinking about his sweetheart.

There was no need to go to school and no one would disturb him, so Huan Mo slept until daylight.

After lingering on the bed for another half an hour, he finally regained his energy.

Taohong, who was guarding the outer room, heard the noise in the inner room and hurriedly opened the door and walked in.

After washing, changing clothes, tying hair, and having breakfast, it was already past time when Huan Mo had tidied everything up.

After driving slowly and hurriedly all the way, his carriage finally arrived at Liufang Pavilion before noon.

The boy went to park the car, dusted his clothes and walked towards the gate of Liufang Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, after walking only a dozen steps, a graceful and dreamy figure appeared in front of me on the right.

He didn't remember who Mr. Xing was, so he took three steps at a time and then two steps to catch up.

Huan Mo originally thought that Mo Liu was a weak woman and she would not walk very fast. He could catch up with him in just a few breaths.

I never thought that she was very familiar with the nearby terrain, so she turned into a small alley and disappeared.

Huan Mo became anxious and ran after him.

Liufang Pavilion has been open for more than a year, and he is also a frequent visitor, but he only eats and drinks in the restaurant every time, but this is his first time visiting these small alleys nearby.

He was a little dizzy after turning around three times and almost forgot which direction he came in from.

"Mo Liu, Xiao Liu'er——" He shouted several times at the top of his lungs, but no one answered.

Huan Mo regretted it endlessly, he must have been dazzled just now!

Xiao Liu'er is the second sister-in-law's personal maid, how could she come to such a small alley alone?

He stamped his feet and turned around to leave.

Unexpectedly, before he could take a step forward, a sack fell from the sky and trapped him inside.

Before he could react, he was kicked to the ground.

A violent storm of punches and kicks beat Huan Mo until he could only breathe out but not in.

Just when he thought he was about to die, his fists and kicks suddenly stopped.

The rustling footsteps gradually faded away, and silence returned to the alley again.

Huan Mo tried to struggle twice, and a whine similar to "Help" came out from his throat.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not find anyone to rescue him.

Tears flowed into my mouth along with snot, which was so salty and disgusting.

Huan Mo burst into tears.

He has not yet married a wife, and he is actually about to die...

Just when he was on the verge of collapse, he suddenly felt someone lifting the sack off his body.

"My benefactor, help me..." His strength suddenly returned.

The person who came was none other than Chang He. Seeing Huan Mo's struggling movements, it was assumed that he had not broken any bones.

With a force of his hand, the sack was completely opened.

Huan Mo's eyes lit up and he howled even more fiercely.

I often have some headaches.

They had been on the battlefield with the old prince for many years, and their lives and futures had been fought with swords and guns, and injuries were commonplace.

Skin injuries like Fourth Young Master's are not worth mentioning at all.

But his wailing voice sounded scarier than killing a pig.

He knelt down and pushed Huan Mo's shoulder: "Fourth Young Master, do you still recognize this subordinate?"

Huan Mo tilted his head and the crying stopped abruptly.

"You...are you Chang Lian?"

"It's my subordinate."

"Chang Lian... Wow... I'm not dead..."

Chang said with a livid face: "Not dead."

"Then..." Huan Mo hurriedly touched his face with his hand: "Is my face okay?"

Chang Chen almost wanted to hit someone.

How long has it been since I was still caring about your face?!

"It's okay, Junzhu is here!" He grabbed Huan Mo up.

"You should be gentler!" Huan Mo shouted.

Chang Ye was too lazy to fight with him and dragged him towards the alley.

"Where are you taking me?" Huan Mo stumbled and almost fell down again.

"The old prince is having dinner at Liufang Pavilion and has ordered his subordinates to come down and treat you."

"What? Grandfather saw me?" Huan Mo was really frightened to death.

Chang Ye hummed and put a little more force on his hands.

After just a cup of tea, the two of them returned to the private room on the third floor.

Chang's hands loosened, and Huan Mo fell to the ground without any support.

After all, he is his grandson. No matter how much Old Duke Huan dislikes Huan Mo, he still feels distressed when he looks at him in such a miserable state.

"Brother Mo, if you don't stay at home and study well, why do you come here to do it?"

Huan Mo didn't dare to cry anymore. He wiped his face with his sleeve and murmured: "My grandson... my grandson asked for leave..."

Listening to his rambling, not to mention Old Duke Huan and the soldiers, even Miss Xing twitched her little lips.

Old Duke Huan sighed: "Since you don't want to say anything, then the beating you received today will be in vain.

I don’t care if you have offended anyone, taking time off to wander around is the biggest mistake in itself."

"Grandpa..." Huan Mo quickly defended: "It's Mo Liu, she invited her grandson here!"

Old Duke Huan frowned slightly: "Who is Mo Liu?"

"She is the second sister-in-law's maid."

"Your second sister-in-law's maid... did she invite you here?"

Of course Mr. Huan would not believe such nonsense.

Among Xiaojiu's dowry maids, only Qingzhao Yingshui was familiar with him, and he really had no impression of the others.

But what kind of family background is Dingguo Gongfu?

Not to mention the girls' dowry maids, but also the ordinary maids who run errands and do odd jobs. They have been carefully trained. How could they do such unruly things?

Besides, considering Brother Mo's behavior as a playboy, this girl must have been blind to hook up with him!

"Yes, it was she who arranged to meet her grandson here."

"According to your words, does Mo Liu have that kind of interest in you?"

Perhaps because the sarcasm in Old Duke Huan's words was too strong, Huan Mo didn't dare to continue lying.

"No...it was my grandson who fell in love with her at first sight and wanted to marry her..."

"What?!"

The well-informed Duke Huan was surprised.

Because of his own special experience, he has never had any sectarian views.

As long as the girl is nice and is in love with his boy, he will never stop her.
Chapter completed!