The butler and Nanny Rong were stunned. They thought they had misheard, and they were in disbelief.
Chu Yunyao also felt embarrassed. She coughed a few times and tied the handkerchief to her face. She explained gently, "The entire Young Marshal's Mansion is too quiet, so arranging for a few young and beautiful ladies is better.
My place is small, and I don't have a place to stay so as not to make those girls suffer.
Thus, I thought about it and decided it would be better to let them stay in Star Storage Building and serve the young marshal. If the young marshal fancies any of them, it would be best to take them in as his bedmates."
In this way, from now on, with a bunch of beauties around him, Mo Lingyuan would not be so desperate and flirt with her.
After all, she was still young. She was only sixteen, and her body had yet to develop.
Mo Lingyuan was tall and strong, although his looks and figure were to her liking.
However, it is a small matter to lose integrity, but it is a significant matter to be injured.
Moreover, she had already planned to move out and start her own business after familiarising herself with the city and her face had recovered. Whether it was the Chu family or the Young Marshal's Mansion, they were not a place for her to stay for a long time.
As for her identity as the Young Marshal's wife…
Huh!
Who cared!
She was the beloved daughter of the Dark Clan's master. Her status was even more noble than the princesses in ancient times.
Chu Yunyao was planning secretly, but Nanny Rong and the butler misunderstood her.
Nanny Rong's eyes were full of contempt. She thought, "Planning to give up so easily. It's no wonder you're from the countryside. You have no tactics at all. Can you catch his attention by letting Mo Lingyuan marry more girls?"
"You're naive. This foolish move is no different from inviting a wolf into your house. "
"The new favorite girl might be suppressing you and using some underhanded methods behind your back. You won't even know how you died."
The butler thought that the daughter of the Chu family was indeed on Chu Qingze's side. She had not even gained a firm foothold in the manor, yet she was eager to arrange for a spy to be by the Young Marshal's side.
"Your suggestion is not bad." The butler said calmly, "I will go and tell the Marshal now."
Chu Yunyao looked at the sky and asked tentatively, "It's already late. Shouldn't the young marshal be in the barracks?"
It seemed that no one died last night. Mo Lingyuan was still alive.
"Not yet." Only then did the butler remember the purpose of coming to the Moon Pavilion early in the morning, "Young Marshal has been losing his appetite these days. I wanted to bother you to make a few more light dishes because I believed Young Marshal had eaten the few dishes Madam made last time. What do you think?"
Coincidentally, Chu Yunyao did not like the servants' cooking, so she agreed immediately, "No problem. I'll go to the kitchen now. I'm hungry too."
In the study room of the Star Storage Tower.
Mu Qing and Duan Changyu stood before Mo Lingyuan across the desk, looking worried.
"Young Marshal, what happened last night? Why did you suddenly faint in the hot spring." Duan Changyu's expression was solemn as he asked, "When the guards carried you back to your room, they said that you were unconscious."
Mo Lingyuan closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa, rubbing the back of his neck without saying a word.
"Young Marshal, did someone ambush you?" Mu Qing asked. Or did the woman who almost killed you in the cottage come again?"
Mo Lingyuan suddenly opened his eyes. His dark eyes were cold as he stared at Mu Qing.
His voice was calm and carried an indescribable meaning, "How did you know it was a woman who ambushed me?"
Mu Qing's face was slightly red as he raised the white cotton cloth in his hand, "I found this by the hot spring pool. I've asked the nannies in the room. They said that it's something used by women to wrap their chests."