How A Queen Was Made

Chapter 37: Sub-quest III (5)

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After tying back a person with amnesia, Mo Chen's life can be described as colorful. Looking at Yi Yihuang who broke into his study again, slapped the table and clamored to leave, Mo Chen tried his best to get rid of the crossroads on his head. , calmly followed Wen Yu, who came behind, nodded and greeted, "You are here."

"Sorry, I couldn't stop Ayi." Wen Yu also looked helplessly at the irritable person for some reason.

"En." Mo Chen processed the last document of the day, and then pressed a button on the wheelchair. Within a few seconds, No. 1 and No. 2 appeared at the door of the study.

"General Mo." The two called out in unison, and then turned to the other two people in the study, "Hello, Chief, Young Master Wen."

"Hello." Wen Yu responded with a trademark gentle smile.

Mo Chen controlled the wheelchair and moved towards the door, while asking Wen Yu, "The orchid I raised is blooming, together?"

"Okay." Wen Yu, who was invited by Mo Chen to enjoy the flowers for the first time, was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled again. Walking to the back of Mo Chen's wheelchair, intending to push him to the garden, before leaving the study, Wen Yu said to No. 1 and No. 2 habitually, "Then, Ah Yi will trouble you again."

"Wen Yu, why do you have the heart to throw me to them!!!" Yi Yihuang, who had been ignored by Mo Chen and Wen Yu since he came in, struggled to death, "Am I not your leader?! Damn, why don't you listen? My orders?!!!"

Number one skillfully took out the rope, threw one end to number two, and the two cooperated tacitly to tie their leader into a rice dumpling again, repeating the twenty-third explanation, "Because you gave General Mo an order before you lost your memory. Above all else, including yourself."

"The labor and management must have been caught by the door at that time!!!! Peat, loosen your ties!" Yi Yihuang threw a few eye knives at him, but it was of little use to the immune No. 1 and No. 2 nor.

After tying them up, the two carried the humanoid zongzi back to his own room, and the whole process was so neat that Yi Yihuang cursed the culprit again in his heart.

No. 1 and No. 2 left the room, closed the door, looked at each other, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing that our leader's force value is not as high as General Mo's before, otherwise this job..." No. 2 patted his chest happily, but was slapped on the head by No. 1 as if admonishing him.

"Don't talk if you can't talk." No. 1 glared at him.

No. 2 can only shut up and follow No. 1 silently, but his heart is very active. Coward, although the general is a bit cold, he is still a good person, and he will not blame us for this. Moreover, I think the general doesn't care anymore, but you still keep one or two secretive, you really think too much.

In the garden, two men with very different temperaments were talking about something, but the orchid, who was supposed to be the main character to be rewarded, was gorgeously ignored by them.

After pushing Mo Chen to the garden, Wen Yu, who knew a little bit about many aspects because of her previous occupation, looked at the pots of ink orchids in front of her, carefully touched the slightly opened petals with her fingers, and thought self-deprecatingly Looking at it, it turns out that I still have no interest in this kind of idle and elegant hobbies.

"How?" I heard the cold and moon-like person next to me ask myself.

"I don't know, I'm not interested in these things." For some reason, Wen Yu didn't want to pretend in front of that person, so she told the truth. "I thought you would prefer May, though."

"Just idle." Mo Chen also stretched out his hand to fiddle with the exquisite petals, "The plum is still too gorgeous."

"Really..." After Wen Yu replied dryly, he didn't know what to say, and the two of them were so cold for a while.

"Yi Yi is too stubborn, and too clear about what he likes and what he hates. This is not good for a leader. If possible, you should remember to persuade him more in the future. Life is hard and easy to break." Mo Chen said suddenly .

Wen Yu was a little taken aback, and couldn't even hold back that gentle smile, "General?"

"There are no generals here, only Mo Chen." After finishing speaking, Mo Chen comforted him in his usual light tone, "Maybe I'm getting old, and I've become so verbose."

Wen Yu looked at him, and joked, "Mo Chen calls him old when he is young, what should others do?"

"Cough cough." I don't know if he caught a cold, Mo Chen covered it with the handkerchief he carried with him, coughed a few times, and then sighed in a hoarse voice, "My heart is old..."

"Can you help me go to the bedroom to get a coat, thank you." Before Wen Yu could think of anything to answer, Mo Chen asked him again in an affirmative tone, with a smile on his usually expressionless face, Wen Yu Yu suddenly felt that the iceberg was melting, and the spring flowers were blooming. After a silly answer, she went to get her clothes.

Halfway through, I realized that I was actually tried by a beauty trick, and I was still the top 1 in vain! Annoyed and unwilling, Wen Yu turned back to look for the smile just now, and saw the man in the wheelchair putting away his handkerchief, as if a trace of blood had flashed across it. Wen Yu turned around and continued walking, hesitantly wondering if she was dazzled just now

Mr. System: I am sorry, did you say those words just now? ! ! ! ! Why didn't I see how vicissitudes you have? ! ! !

Chu Sicheng: Don’t forget what I do. There are too many plots like this in the novel ╮(╯▽╰)╭ System Jun: By the way, Xiao Chengcheng, why did you want to talk about it

Chu Sicheng: Can you stop being flamboyant for a while and being cute for a while!

Mr. System: ... The Lun family, ah no, I will try my best!

Chu Sicheng: Didn't you say that although this body was rescued from the battlefield, most of its body functions were still destroyed, and there are not many days to go ╮(╯_╰)╭, so order the funeral as soon as possible.

After Chu Sicheng put away the handkerchief that was coughing up blood, he silently thought about how to get the goodwill from a person who lost his memory, and waited for Wen Yu to come back.

Chu Sicheng: Mr. System, how much is Yi Yihuang's favorability

Mr. System: I have been tangled and never stopped~~~~(>_