After being kicked out of the wealthy family, the fake daughter became popular in the entertainment

Yun Moshu burst out laughing, looking at him with a gloating look, "Master, you'd better just stay in your job."

Wu Xing was afraid of the kitchen knife in Ning Baiyang's hand. When he appeared, he didn't dare to play any tricks and could only squat on the ground and dig a hole quietly.

Three days later, he finished planting all the land in front and behind the yard, and the group packed up and set off on their journey.

"Master, why do you have to pretend to dance like a woman?"

During the break, Yun Moshu followed Wu Xing's movements, intertwined her hands and raised them above her head, lifted her right foot slightly up to her knee, and touched the ground with her left foot for support, not forgetting to ask some gossipy questions.

"You lifted your right leg too high," Wu Xing said while teaching in person. He took a long breath and said with emotion, "I can't help it. The world is too strict on men. No one watches me dancing when I'm a grown man."

Just when Yun Moshu wanted to say a few words of comfort, she heard Ning Baiyang, who was cooking on the side, sneer, "Why don't you say that you can cheat more money by using your identity as a woman?"

"Oh, that's so tacky. It's not as noble and nice as a man dressing up as a woman just to realize his dream."

Yun Moshu rolled her eyes silently. She must have been fooled to think that her master was pitiful.

As they approached Sishui City, Wu Xing changed back into women's clothes.

"Master, why did you change back?" Yun Moshu asked.

Wu Xing tossed his soft hair back and said bluntly, "If I get caught accidentally, I can still ask them to be gentler."

"..."

Yun Moshu understood.

The weirder some people's behavior is, the more you should not question them, otherwise you will be the only one who feels uncomfortable.

Wu Xing’s foresight was correct. No, it should be said that he had offended too many people and had already found out the way.

When they arrived near the prefectural gate, they saw the Qian family's servants coming and going, not letting go of any passerby.

"Why are they here?" Wu Xing covered his face with a fan to hide his surprise.

"They are not fools. They can definitely guess that you can use the prefect. Just in case, they will send people to watch secretly."

During the conversation, the person over there seemed to notice that something was wrong with them and walked quietly around the crowd.

"Master, they are coming."

"Ouch, my feet hurt so much. I told you earlier that I wouldn't come with you, but you insisted on me coming. Now what? How do you think you should compensate me?"

"It's my fault. If you don't mind, why don't you let me carry you?"

Ning Baiyang cooperated by half-crouching on the ground, allowing him to jump onto his back.

The Qian family members stayed on the two men for a moment and then moved away. Then they looked at each other, with lust in their eyes that only they could understand.

Yun Moshu had never thought that the two of them could have such a perfect understanding without any discussion. She could not help but stare at them in amazement and stood there in shock.

"Xiao Yun, you damned girl, why don't you hurry up and catch up? If you don't serve me attentively, I will find a human trafficker to sell you out."

Wu Xing lay on Ning Baiyang's back, pinching his throat to yell at her to come back to her senses.

Yun Moshu's eyelids jumped, and she had no choice but to follow the show and beg for mercy carefully behind the two men.

After getting away from the group of people, the tenderness in Ning Baiyang's eyes turned into undisguised disgust, and he turned sideways and threw him off his back.

"Hey, Old White, do you want to murder your old lover?"

Wu Xing rotated 180 degrees and landed steadily.

"If you say one more word, I will break your legs, do you believe me?" Ning Baiyang said sinisterly.

"Disciple, your master is threatened by this and you don't even show any reaction?"

Wu Xing didn't dare to provoke him, so he had to complain to Yun Moshu.

Express? She expressed nothing but air!

Yun Moshu chuckled twice, rolled her eyes at him and told him to figure it out for himself.

She finally understood that the two of them were good friends, and she didn't want to embarrass herself.

"There are wealthy family members guarding the prefectural government's gate. What should we do now?" she asked.

"How come you are so young and you are worried about adults' affairs?"

Wu Xing threw her a piece of gold, pushed her on the back and pushed her out onto the street. "Go and have some fun if you have nothing to do. We don't need you here. Just don't forget to come back to Yuelai Inn at night."

"Master?"

"Spend more time with people of your age," Ning Baiyang added expressionlessly.

Yun Moshu: "......"

Well, since they don't want her to get involved, then she really won't care.

The three men split into two groups, one doing their work and the other wandering around the street.

Yun Moshu couldn't take anything away, so she just stood in front of the stalls and looked around, without any intention of paying. This caused the small vendors to have their eyes sparkle when they first saw her, but later on they found her an eyesore and wanted to chase her away.

"Girl, is there anyone you like?"

Yun Moshu noticed the vendor's impatience, put down her things, smiled and shook her head, "Let me take a look."

As she turned to leave, a little beggar who was only as tall as her waist bumped into her. Before she could say anything of concern, she saw him lower his head and run away quickly, lost in the crowd.

This child is so strange? Yun Moshu thought.

"Girl, aren't you going to chase her?"

The small vendor couldn't bear to see this and kindly reminded him, "Your wallet has been stolen."

Yun Moshu quickly reached for her waist and found that only her purse was missing.

She didn't expect the thieves here to be so rampant that they would steal things right in front of her. She ran two steps, then suddenly stopped, thanked the vendor, and then slowly walked away.

"What a weird guy," the vendor shook his head and muttered.

Since the owner of the purse was not in a hurry, he said no more and continued to shout at the top of his voice.

Yun Moshu had no intention of chasing after him. She walked slowly along the way. When she saw a wonton vendor on the corner, she even asked the vendor for a bowl and sat down to slowly savor it.

"There's a thief! Stop! Don't run!"

After eating two wontons, she looked up curiously when she heard the shrill cry.

What a coincidence, it was that little beggar again. Yun Moshu couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.

The half-grown child used his small body to move through the crowd like a monkey, until the man's servant took a shortcut, blocked his way in front and pinned him to the ground.

The fat middle-aged man behind him caught up with him and started kicking and stomping him without even catching his breath.

"You little bastard, you even dare to rob your grandfather. I let you run away last time, but today I finally caught you. I'll let you rob, I'll let you rob, I'll beat you to death."

He kicked and cursed, his kicks getting heavier and heavier.

Song Qing'an lay on the ground, his hands tightly clasped across his chest, gritting his teeth and saying nothing.

"Why don't you run away, little bastard? Why don't you keep running?"

Seeing that he was half dead, the man stepped hard on his chest and spat at him arrogantly.

Yun Moshu put down the spoon and couldn't help frowning as she watched the scene.

Song Qing'an was so humiliated that he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness to admit defeat.

"Hey, this little bastard dares to glare at me?"

The man kicked him in the face, looked down at him arrogantly, laughed twice, then his eyes suddenly changed and he kicked him several times in the chest.

The powerful movement forced Song Qing'an to move backwards along the ground. During his struggle, a corner of a pink purse appeared from his arms, allowing the man to see it clearly.