Take Off The Veil And Let Me Have A Look

The girl looked thin and small, with messy hair. She was wearing a pink bell-sleeved shirt and a light blue embroidered dress. Her face was covered with a handkerchief, revealing only a pair of big, dark eyes.

Mo Lingyuan stared at her, and his heart skipped a beat. He reached out to pull the handkerchief off Chu Yunyao's face.

Chu Yunyao jumped up from the bed and avoided his touch. She quickly rolled to the end of the bed and blinked at him.

What a handsome man!

He had handsome facial features, thin lips, a straight nose, sword-like eyebrows, and star-like eyes. Ignoring the hidden killing intent in his eyes, Chu Yunyao felt that such a handsome face was extremely pleasing to the eye.

They looked at each other, and an eerie silence filled the air.

Chu Yunyao comforted her, "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you."

Mo Lingyuan's lips twitched, and the wariness in his eyes dissipated.

Chu Yunyao coughed lightly. "I'm sorry. I didn't know there was a guest in this room. When I came in last night, there was no one inside."

"Really?" Mo Lingyuan sneered. How did you get in?"

"Of course, I walked in through the door. Or did I climb in through the window?" Chu Yunyao glanced at the tightly shut window with a guilty look.

"You come in through the window."

The door was guarded by security. His bedroom was a forbidden area. How could anyone be allowed to barge in?

"You're talking nonsense." Chu Yunyao straightened her slender back and said in a bluff, "I'm the wife of Young Marshal, after all. Do I have to be sneaky to the guest room?"

Mo Lingyuan then looked at the girl in front of him seriously. As he stared at her, his eyebrows knitted tighter and tighter.

This was the daughter that the Chu Qingze had sent over as his wife?

He had thrown her daughter over to him to help raise her.

What a clever plan.

The girl in front of him was slender and thin. She was not tall enough and was as thin as a bean sprout. Judging by her appearance, she seemed to be no older than twelve or thirteen years old.

Her hair was yellow, and beside her exposed beautiful eyes, bangs covered her forehead, and a handkerchief covered her face. No one knew what she looked like.

Wasn't this old man afraid that such a young girl would die on his bed?

"How old are you this year?" Mo Lingyuan asked in a deep voice.

"I just turned fifteen." Chu Yunyao thought about it. The legal age for marriage here was fifteen. She just happened to meet the requirements.

"Take off your veil, and let me have a look." Mo Lingyuan lifted the quilt and stood up.

Chu Yunyao rolled down from the bed and covered her handkerchief with both hands. She shook her head and stepped back, saying, "No, no, my father brought me back to Jin City just a few days ago. I'm still getting used to being here, and my face is covered in blisters."

"I feared scaring the Young Marshal last night, so I came here. It's better if you don't look."

Mo Lingyuan took a pistol from under his pillow and slammed it on the table, "So I should thank you?"

The butler had been at the door since early in the morning. When he heard the voice, he knew his master had woken up. He knocked on the door and walked in after receiving permission. He almost bumped into Chu Yunyao, who was about to slip out.

Why was there a woman in his bedroom so early in the morning?

Looking closely, the woman's face was still covered with a handkerchief. The Young Marshal did not shoot, meaning the woman was not an assassin.

In the entire Young Marshal's Mansion, other than the servants, the only young woman was the bride who had just married and disappeared last night.

The butler grabbed Chu Yunyao's sleeve without hesitation and asked, "Are you Young Madam?"

Before Chu Yunyao could react, the butler raised his hand and pulled off the handkerchief covering her face.