Chapter 50: Dazhu guilty conscience

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"You are ill, then I will go out first." Zi Moyan went straight out without answering the girl's question.
Lying on the bed, Yang Xue couldn't stop talking, her purple eyes glowed with a warm luster, looking at the white slender back, her face was like a fire, but she just asked, why did you leave so soon?
He opened the door, and when people outside saw him coming out, he quickly surrounded him.
Yang Jing asked anxiously: "Little boy, how is my daughter's illness?"
"She's already cured, and the rest just needs to take a good rest and she will recover as before."
When Yang Jing heard this, he felt relieved. His daughter was ill, and he was naturally in a good mood. He smiled and said to the butler, "Butler Yang, first take your son and granddaughter to the living room and ask some people to wait. Then I asked the chef to cook a few good dishes. In the evening, I would like to thank the boy. "
"Yes, please come with me." The steward Yang said respectfully to Zi Mo. This time, he was convinced by this young man and grateful. If it wasn't for him, now the lady is in danger.
Dazhu looked a little worried and reluctantly looked at the slightly opened door. Did he not see his sweetheart?
Zi Moyan nodded slightly and followed Yang Qi to the living room. He was followed by a very reluctant pillar. Yang Qi greeted him to sit down, and the little the side saw the machine come to pour tea.
Yang Qi asked Zi silently with a smile: "I haven't asked what my surname is?"
"My surname is purple."
When Yang Qi heard this surname, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "My son and his lover are the same surname."
When listening to the big pillar sitting next to him, his face was a little panic. Yang Qi didn't see it, but all fell into Zi Moyan's eyes. He was not in a hurry to tear him through.
Yang Qi did not continue to ask, because it is not his duty as a subordinate to allow the owner to be asked about it. It would be better for the master to do a detailed understanding of the Zi Gongzi's situation.
"Purple Zi, you and your uncle will sit here for a while, I have something to go on first. If you need anything, just order the girl-in-law Xiaoqing on the side."
"Go, go, Zi Zi has me." Dazhu seemed particularly active this time, and hurriedly pushed Yang Qi away. After seeing Yang Qi walking away, he came to Zi Moyan and asked carefully: "Excuse me, are you the prime minister?" When he heard what Yang Qi said, he felt a little scared in his heart. Will it be this purple boy? He has n’t gotten any money, and he has n’t gotten any money. If this real lover is here, is n’t he a dead end?
Zi silently glanced at Dazhu, the cold sweat on the forehead was flowing out, his beautiful eyes flashed, and his thin lips were slightly opened: "Isn't the Lord you?"
When Dazhu heard this, his whole body's strength was as if evacuated, and he collapsed. Fortunately, this man was not a prime minister, it seemed that he was more attentive.
He smiled unnaturally: "Yes, my husband is me. I am not kidding you."
At night, the entire Yang house was brightly lit and lively, and at the dining table, Yang Jing smiled and looked at the boy in white. Obviously, he was only an 18-year-old boy, but he possessed a unique beauty, such as the bright and bright moon. With the cold silver light, it radiates light all the time, making it impossible to ignore him, this person must not be an ordinary generation!