Yu Sandajue lost face and was trying to continue to investigate the origin of this person. Mou Biao was also very annoyed when he heard the news.

"I got a few punches before I took the person down. I was killed so easily. Am I not in vain?"

Mou Biao responded,

"Auntie, everyone is dead, and you still have to fall into a dream to kill me. It seems that you have turned into an unjust soul and entangled me!"

The fifth aunt was shocked when she heard this. A woman like her inner resident believes in ghosts and gods the most. She doesn't need to say that she thinks of ghosts. She was so scared that her little face turned pale. She thought about it and said,

"This injustice has its own debts and its own debts. He was not killed by you. He wants to find... to Yu Saner!"

Mou Biao smiled bitterly,

"Auntie, I caught him!"

The fifth aunt's face turned whiter.

"Then...what should I do..."

After saying that, he twisted the veil and bit his lip, thinking,

"I heard that the Lingjue Temple outside the city is the most effective way to drive away ghosts and evil spirits. Let's go and ask for some talismans to come back and stick them in this room. That unjust ghost can't bother you!"

Mou Biao nodded,

"My aunt is right. You will go to Lingjue Temple tomorrow. I will come back after asking for the talismans earlier. My son will sleep peacefully!"

The fifth aunt nodded with her handkerchief tightly, her face was pale, and her eyes were terrified to patrol. After thinking about it, she called Jinzhu,

"Go to the embroidery basket in my room and find the golden scissors and press them under the pillow for the eighth young master..."

Jin Zhu left as he said, and soon he took a pair of bright and shady scissors. Mou Biao looked at the fifth aunt stuffing the golden scissors under her pillow with some amusement.

"Auntie, isn't this what my father gave you? You are very precious on weekdays. You can just keep this thing yourself. There is no need for your son!"

The fifth aunt answered,

"Who said it's not necessary? Although these scissors are not as good as talismans, they can be dealt with for one night. Tomorrow, my aunt will go to ask the masters in the temple!"

In this case, Mou Biao coaxed the fifth concubine out before dawn the next day. He called the girls and women in the yard to come over and give orders,

"I have a guest coming to visit today. I didn't tell you not to go forward, so I'll hide behind you!"

The girls and women knew his temperament and no one dared to disobey it. They all bowed their heads, and Mou Biao was just holding his hands behind his back, turning around in the empty hall, anxiously waiting for Silian to arrive.

Jia Silian got up before dawn today, went to the morning market to buy a chicken, killed the chicken and removed the feathers, and then put it in the pot and stewed it. Wulian and Liulian smelled the fragrance and were so greedy.

Sloth flows, Liulian Road,

"Sister Four, what chicken soup do you bring to Mr. Mou? He is such a wealthy family, and has never eaten any delicacies in the mountains and seas. Do you want your chicken?"

It’s better to stay at home and give it to us!

Si Lian knew her sister's thoughts and said with a angrily smile.

"You don't have to argue. I just put some soup on Mr. Mou. Isn't the meat in this soup all yours?"

Liulian cheered when she heard this.

"Sister Four is so nice!"

After boiling the chicken soup for two hours, Silian looked almost done, so she found a clean porcelain jar, put aside the oil on the chicken soup, spooned the chicken soup in, but the remaining half of the chicken soup and the whole chicken were left.

Give it to two sisters...

Wulian and Liulian are overjoyed.

"My father is not here today, and the fourth sister is going to go to Mou Mansion to eat well. This whole chicken is ours!"

The two of them smiled and watched Silian leave, then turned around to see the chicken soup.

"Fifth sister, add some more water and let's suck it..."

Jia Silian didn't care about her two sisters and rushed to the Mou Mansion. When she arrived at the door of the mansion, Mou Hu had already looked around on tiptoe. Seeing her coming, she hurriedly came up to meet her.

"Miss Silian, let's go here..."

Now Mou Biao has moved to the yard, and the place where he lives is next to the exterior wall. They turn around the corner and enter an alley and come to a side door. The black painted door is half-closing at this time.

"Miss Silian, please come in..."

Jia Silian followed Mou Hu in. This time, it was no longer as good as the last time. There was no need to beat around the bush in the house. Entering from the side was the yard. After passing through the outer courtyard and entering the second gate, there was another small courtyard.

"Young Master, Miss Silian is here!"

Mou Hu shouted in the middle, and Mou Biao immediately rushed out of the hall, happily saying,

"Four Lotus!"

Jia Silian looked him up and down and felt that he was thinner than before, but his eyes were bright and he moved freely. He thought that the injury had healed a lot, so he said with a smile,

"Xiao Lin, your injury has healed?"

Mou Biao smiled and took her hand.

"Okay, OK, it's already done!"

The two of them sat opposite each other at the table. Jia Silian opened the cloth package in her hand, revealing the thick porcelain jar inside. She blushed and smiled,

"Xiaolin, you were injured, I have nothing to help you. I can only make a bowl of chicken soup for you. You... don't dislike it..."

Seeing this, Mou Biao smiled and said hurriedly,

"Don't dislike it! Don't dislike it!"

Mou Biao didn't need Si Lian to do it, so he lifted the lid and smelled it himself.

"It smells so good!"

Jia Silian said embarrassedly,

"I just stewed a chicken, and I didn't put anything next to it. I'm afraid the soup tastes a little light..."

Mou Biao took it without using a bowl, and drank it in the can, and took a sip and said,

"I like this flavor, light is the original flavor!"

Mou Long and Mou Hu stood beside him and heard the words, quietly looked up at his young master, and Mou Hu curled his lips.

"Last year after dinner, the young master scolded the woman on the stove to cook less oil and salt, and she had no taste of food!"

In order to recover from Mou Biao's injuries these days, the fifth aunt specially told the stove to make light and cut the meat and vegetables that she likes on weekdays by half. The young master kept yelling that the birds were fading out of his mouth, how could it be...

Now the bird in my mouth won't come out?

Mou Biao drank all the chicken soup in one breath and praised with a smile,

"Si Lian's craftsmanship is much better than the chefs in our house..."

Jia Silian smiled embarrassedly,

"How dare I compare my skills with the chefs in the house? I can only cook some home-cooked side dishes!"

Mou Biao glanced at the servants standing on the side like two wooden stakes, and thought that they were annoying. After thinking about it, he pulled Silian Dao.

"Let's go to the study..."

The two of them came to the study room. Silian saw Mou Biao's study room last time. He divided the study room into two halves, one side was a bookshelves, and many weapons were hung on the wall on the other side. There was a long desk next to the window.

There were pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the head, and there was also a book that was opened. It was pressed with a small dagger. Si Lian leaned over and looked at it, but it was a book called "The Tiger Bell Sutra",...

"Is Xiaolin reading a military book?"

Mou Biao smiled and said,

"Now I don't have time to go to my husband's place in the yamen, so I'll take a look at my own home..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly woke up and said, "I'm so surprised,"

"Si Lian knows the words, but still knows that this is a military book?"

Jia Silian was shocked and pointed at the array drawing drawn in the pages of the book to cover the passage.

"I looked at the little man drawn on it, as if he was fighting against the war, just saying it casually..."

Mou Biao was not suspicious when he heard this, and said with a smile,

"Si Lian is so smart. You can tell that it is a military book just by just one glance... In the future, I will teach you how to read. With your intelligence, I will definitely learn it in one go!"

Jia Silian nodded with a smile. Mu Biao was about to speak again, but Mou Hu hurried in outside.

"Young Master! Young Master..."

Mou Hu hurriedly leaned into the study room.

"Young Master..."

Seeing that he was winking and looking at him, Mou Biao seemed to have something to say in front of Silian, so he took two steps out.

"What's the matter?"

"Crown Prince...Crown Prince is coming down!"

"Prince?"
To be continued...