After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

Not long after, the five-member Bangchui group, who had rested enough, got up and set off again.

Two figures emerged from the quiet lake.

Meng Zhaoge didn't know if it was because of the cold or the kiss, but he was already exhausted and was swam up by Yuan Jinglie's arms.

As soon as she got ashore, she sat down on the shore and hugged her body with her hands.

Yuan Jinglie carefully observed the surroundings and said, "Sister, let's go back first and take Mo Huan to Uncle Lin's house next door to stay for one night."

"I always feel that they will come to the house to look for it."

Meng Zhaoge trembled: "Hmm..."

She stood up trembling and almost fell down. The next moment, her body was in the air and Yuan Jinglie picked her up again.

"Put him down, Ali!" Meng Zhaoge hurriedly shook his legs to get down.

He had just come out of the lake, so how could he bear to carry her back like this.

Her reaction was too intense, so Yuan Jinglie had to put her down again and confirmed again: "Can you really go back by yourself?"

Meng Zhaoge: “Yeah!”

The young man couldn't help laughing when he heard her pronounce every word clearly and confidently.

"Okay!" He imitated her.

Meng Zhaoge's cheeks turned a little red, and she quickly looked away. The two of them supported each other and went back home.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a banging sound coming from the cabinet.

It’s broken, Mohuan!

Meng Zhaoge hurried over to open the door and rescued Mo Huan who was tied up.

"Empress! Someone wants to kidnap you." Mo Huan, who had regained his ability to speak independently, informed her of the matter immediately.

While untying the rope for her, Meng Zhaoge said, "I know. A Lie and I just got rid of them. Let's go to Uncle Lin's house to stay today. Come on."

Over there, Yuan Jinglie had already found clothes for Meng Zhaoge.

"Let's go first and change later." He took a look outside the yard and didn't hear any movement.

The three of them then knocked on the door and entered Uncle Lin's house.

Mr. Lin is a white-haired old man who has lived in this house with his wife for more than 30 years. He usually makes some bamboo and wood handicrafts and sometimes sells them at the market.

Yuan Jinglie sold for him several times. Because he was good-looking, his products were sold out every time he set up the stall.

Mr. Lin was very grateful to him.

Seeing the three people coming in a panic, Uncle Lin realized that something was wrong and quickly locked the door. Mrs. Lin boiled a pot of thick ginger soup and shared it with them.

The three of them gathered around the stove, drinking ginger soup.

Meng Zhaoge had already changed into new clothes, and Uncle Lin also took out his son's clothes for Yuan Jinglie to wear.

"Aunt Lin, thank you." She said gratefully while sipping the ginger soup.

Uncle Lin said, "Don't be polite to us. Xiao Yuan has helped us a lot in the past. You can stay in my son's room tonight."

"Okay." Meng Zhaoge insisted: "Thank you anyway."

The couple smiled and nodded, and didn't continue to be polite, nor did they ask them how they ended up like this.

But Old Madam Lin looked at Meng Zhaoge a few more times out of curiosity and asked something in Yuan Jinglie's ear.

The boy's face was red from the candlelight and he nodded slightly.

After drinking the ginger soup, the three of them stayed there temporarily.

Meng Zhaoge and Mo Huan slept on the bed, while Yuan Jinglie slept on the couch.

The room was quiet. Meng Zhaoge thought about it for a long time and finally couldn't help asking the young man, "What did Madam Lin say to you just now?"

She paused: "You nodded."

Yuan Jinglie did not answer immediately. He turned sideways and looked at her profile from a distance of two steps away, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Sister, do you really want to know?"

Meng Zhaoge also turned over and said seriously, "I do."

What can an old man ask?

Yuan Jinglie's lips rippled: "Aunt Lin asked me if you are my wife."

"..."

"I said yes."

"..."

Meng Zhaoge's cheeks turned red as if they were on fire and he turned away.

Yuan Jinglie suppressed his laughter and explained to her, "Don't blame me, sister. I was just afraid that Aunt Lin would think too much, so I just brushed it off."

Meng Zhaoge bit her lip: "You can say... I'm your sister's."

"No."

"why?"

The young man said slowly: "Because we don't look alike."

Meng Zhaoge: “…”

At the same time in Chai'an City.

It was a dark and windy night, chilling to the bone. Yuwen Qi had a stern look on his face as he rode his horse, passing by the pedestrians on the street like a gust of wind, galloping on the road to the suburbs.

Qin Yueliu followed behind him in the carriage, urging the driver to go faster.

The cold wind blew wildly on Yu Wenqi's face, but he was unaware of it, his mind completely occupied by Qin Yueliu's words.

"My people saw with their own eyes that Meng Zhaoge and her servant were hugging each other. She has been refusing to return to the palace these days, and has been staying with that servant in a house in the suburbs!"

Yuwen Qi believed it at that time.

The way that servant looked at her had already made him feel that something was wrong!

If Meng Zhaoge dared to cheat on him, Yuwen Qi would kill her.

The horse stepped on the cold wind and finally stopped in front of the house. Yuwen Qi jumped off the horse and kicked the door open.

"Meng Zhaoge!" he shouted angrily and kicked the door open again.

However, there was no one around.

Yu Wenqi was filled with rage that could not be extinguished, and he searched the entire yard again.

There was no one there.

At this moment, an elderly figure slowly walked in, and was stunned for a moment when he saw him.

"Who are you? Who let you into my house?"

Yuwen Qi frowned: "Your home?"

"If it's not my house, then whose house could it be? How did you come in here, young man? Get out now."

After saying that, Uncle Lin picked up his cane and hobbled towards him.

"Go, go, go! Go!"

Yu Wenqi felt extremely embarrassed when being chased away by an old man with a cane, and hurriedly walked out of the door in embarrassment.

As soon as I went out, the door was slammed shut by the old man from the inside.

He even cursed: "You are such a disgrace, do you think the whole world belongs to you?"

Anger flashed across Yuwenqi's face.

At this time, Qin Yueliu's carriage just arrived. Qin Yueliu jumped out excitedly, eager to see Meng Zhaoge's joke.

However, he saw his cousin standing at the door with a sullen face.

"Cousin?" Qin Yueliu paused, then stepped forward suspiciously: "Why don't you go in? Then Meng Zhaoge will--"

"Just your head!" Yu Wenqi clenched his palms suddenly and told himself to calm down a hundred times in his heart before he could resist hitting her.

"Meng Zhaoge is not here at all!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "You caused me to be chased and beaten by an old man! He scolded me for trespassing!"

Qin Yueliu's face changed drastically: "How is it possible? I saw her with my own eyes..."

At this time, five figures of different heights, weights and weights came running out of the woods.

Five sticks came.

Because it was too dark at night and the carriage just blocked Yuwenqi, the fat man only saw Qin Yueliu and said, "Miss, it's bad, the person you wanted to catch ran away!"

Qin Yueliu: “!!!”

She suddenly widened her eyes and made a face at those idiots, signaling them to get out of here.

The fat man blinked innocently: "Miss, do you have a cramp in your eyelids?"

Qin Yueliu: "..."

And Yuwen Qi already understood everything.

His gloomy sneer came from above Qin Yueliu's head. As he passed by Qin Yueliu, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Good, very good."

"My cousin is very keen on helping me to be cuckolded."

Qin Yueliu grabbed his sleeve: "Cousin, listen to me..."

"There's nothing to say!" Yuwen Qi shook off her hand and said coldly, "My mother is too busy to take care of you in the palace. I think you have been crazy for too long. Tomorrow, get out of here and go back to Xiping."