Chapter 792 Victory (1)
A young boy who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth sneered, looked sideways at the man on the horse, and said: "Boy, who do you think you are, and you deserve to have my young master come to see you? My young master belongs to An Guo Gongfu..." .oops....."
Before he could finish speaking, the man on the horse raised his hand and something unknown flew out and hit the boy in the head. The boy immediately rolled his eyes and fell down.
The other three young men were all very discerning. When they saw that this man still looked cold and unyielding after hearing the words "Anguo Gongfu", they looked at the young man's clothes and decided that he must He was not an ordinary person, so he immediately gave up the idea of a head-on confrontation and obediently ran back to Zuihua Tower to report the news.
From the moment Caiwei was caught after falling from the building, until Du Yuheng's servant was sent away, she was held in the man's arms. When her panic and despair gradually subsided, she finally realized that something was wrong with her.
An innocent daughter was hugged by a strange man for so long in broad daylight, and people all over the street saw it. This was so offensive, even her own face turned red, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't wait to see it. Find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
"Master, please let me down, I can do it myself!" She moved and begged softly.
When Mo Ziqi heard this, he lowered his head and glanced at her. Without saying anything, he bent down and put her down.
After Caifei's feet landed on the ground, she took two steps back with a blushing face, then leaned down and said, "Thank you to the young master for your righteousness to save me today. I am extremely grateful. This kindness and virtue will be something I will never forget for the rest of my life."
Mo Ziqi's eyes only stayed on that pretty figure for a few seconds, and then turned away. The little woman in front of him was indeed a stunning little beauty, even a little more beautiful than Chaoyang, but she was just She is just a beauty, not enough for him to pay too much attention to her.
He nodded slightly and said coldly: "Go ahead."
Fei'er didn't leave, she bit her lip, her watery eyes flashed, she wanted to ask the name of the young man who saved her, so that she could repay him in the future, but if a daughter's family took the initiative to ask a man about this, she would inevitably be looked at. Cheng was frivolous and dissolute, and would be looked down upon by others. Therefore, she hesitated again and again, but still held back, wished Mo Ziqi a blessing, and said respectfully and gratefully, "That's it, little lady, I'm resigning!"
She lowered her eyes and turned around, intending to hire a carriage to return to Cloth Village. Unexpectedly, she turned around and saw Du Yuheng walking out of Zuihua Building in anger.
Caifei was shocked, her little face that was originally flushed with embarrassment suddenly turned pale. She hid on the other side of Mo Ziqi's horse. She didn't care about the restraint and rules of her daughter's family, so she grabbed him. Mo Ziqi's robe hanging down from the horse's belly was tightly grasped, and his delicate little face was tensed up, like a frightened rabbit.
Mo Ziqi glanced at her, his cold face suddenly tinged with softness, but when he turned to Du Yuheng, that softness flashed.
The wound on Du Yuheng's shoulder has been bandaged, and his face is still a little pale. With his red eyes, he looks like a vampire. He walked quickly to Mo Ziqi's horse, raised his face, and looked like a vampire. He said with a non-smile: "Who am I? It turns out to be Young Master Mo from Duke Li Guo's Mansion. What? Does Young Master Mo want to interfere in my personal affairs? Or is it that the eldest young master has taken a fancy to the goods in my hand and wants a share of the pie?" Woolen cloth?"
In the past, Du Yuheng would never have dared to speak to Mo Ziqi in such a tone. In the past, Duke Liguo's Mansion was the emperor's in-laws, a well-known royal relative, and extremely noble. When he met Mo Ziqi, he could only please him. To look up to.
