144 “Zhao’s Daughter [NP]” Chapter 143

Chapter 142 Yu’er returns home

Zhao Shuyu never expected that this man named Qing Mo, who knew the taste of marrow, would actually ask her to go to Yaoyuelou next month. Then she begged several times, saying that she was just a girl and if her young master found out, he would be beaten to death.

However, Qing Mo didn’t take her word for it, he just looked at her with a smile but not a smile, and said, “You are so smart, you will find a way.”

Zhao Shuyu had no choice but to agree first because his weak point was being taken advantage of and he was eager to get out of trouble.

Seeing that she agreed, Qing Mo said no more and sent someone to take her back home.

How dare she let the people from Yaoyuelou see her off? After decisively refusing, she left alone.

When she returned to Zhao’s house, the house was in chaos. Little Xing’er, who had been by her side all year round, was crying and looked so pitiful.

The first person to rush out was Zhao Muqing. He was already going crazy with anxiety. When he saw Zhao Shuyu, he didn’t care about etiquette and hugged her into his arms in front of everyone.

“Where have you been?!”

Zhao Muqing was anxious and angry, but when he touched Zhao Shuyu’s wet and cold body, his face showed surprise, “What’s wrong? What happened?”

Zhao Shuyu lowered her head and said feebly: “Second brother, let’s talk after we enter the house, okay?”

When Zhao Xifan and Gao Xiheng arrived, Zhao Muqing had already wrapped Zhao Shuyu in a large felt and returned to Hanyuxuan.

Gao Xiheng was a foreigner, and although the two families were cousins, it was inconvenient to enter Zhao Shuyu’s yard.

Zhao Xifan did not follow him in to join in the fun. Although he was equally worried, he thought that with Zhao Muqing there, it would not be a big problem. On the contrary, if something really happened to his sister and Gao Xiheng was still here, how could it be known to outsiders.

Zhao Xifan said nothing and just left with Gao Xiheng.

On the contrary, Gao Xiheng had a worried look on his face. He stretched his neck and kept looking at Han Yuxuan, and kept saying, “What happened to her? Where did she go? She is such a stupid person, has she ever been bullied?”

Compared with Zhao Xifan, Gao Xiheng is more like the young master of the Zhao family and the direct brother of Zhao Shuyu.

Of course, Huo Yikun is also worried.

When Huo Yikun and his servants rushed back to Zhao Mansion after hearing the news, Zhao Shuyu had already rested.

This incident had worried everyone for most of the day. Not long after, news came out from Han Yuxuan that the fourth lady, Zhao Shuyu, was afraid to return home because she was playful and fell into the water. She waited until the night was dark before she dared to return home quietly. Only then did everyone finally feel relieved.

Zhao Shuyu is really smart.

Knowing that this is a difficult situation, no matter how well he cleans up, there is no guarantee that Gao Xiheng or his third brother will not find out the clues.

Although the reason for falling into the water was a bit far-fetched, it was still reasonable for her to return home alone.

In addition, it’s not like she never sneaked out of the house on weekdays.

It’s quite smooth to make things up with half truths and half lies.

She said honestly that she came up with the idea of ​​sneaking away because she was afraid of Zhao Muqing’s admonishment and happened to meet Zhao Xifan and Gao Xiheng leaving the house together.

Unexpectedly, she followed him to the west of the city, but lost her person and was unwilling to go back home, so she started playing alone in Yuye Lake in the west of the city.

After dinner, I thought of going home, but accidentally stepped into the mud by the lake. Not only did I soil half of my clothes, but I also made myself wet.

When I saw that there were many people on the street, I didn’t dare to go back home right away. I was afraid of embarrassing my eldest brother and my second brother, so I just wore wet clothes. I waited until it was late at night and there was no one on the street before I quietly came back.

Zhao Muqing looked at Zhao Shuyu who was wrapped in a quilt after bathing. Her black hair was disheveled and her face was as white as snow. She was holding ginger tea and sipping it in small sips while lowering her head and explaining carefully.

My heart ached.