Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 252

"Have you notified Aunt Fifteen?"

"without."

...

"Any news from the Fourth Young Master?"

"No."

"How could the Eleventh Young Master..."

"Shh—keep looking, but if you can't find anyone, no one should be happy."

...

Still no news?

"No."

"He doesn't deserve the Fourth Young Master's favor."

"Alas, different people have different fates. I heard that Fourth Master drove Madam Puxi away because of him."

"real?"

"real."

...

I'll just squat here.

I'm waiting for my mother to take me home...

As darkness fell, their complaints gradually subsided. My legs were numb from squatting, but I didn't want to get up. I vaguely sensed someone walking towards me. I looked up expectantly, and the hazy moonlight shone on her. I lowered my head again; I didn't want to see her.

"Young master, it's getting late. Let me take you home."

"What did she say?"

"Young Master, Ye Han, let's go back first."

"What did she say?"

"Since it's like this during the National Day holiday, there's no need to look anymore."

Really? She said that?

The little grass helped me up, and I put all my weight on her.

"Does she miss me?"

"Young master understands."

Haha -- Little Grass always speaks so bluntly.

"Eleven, where have you been?" Zi Mo anxiously took me when I returned.

"I'm so tired."

"Fourth Brother knows."

"Sleepy."

"Fourth Brother will stay with you."

"Fourth Brother, don't be angry."

Zi Mo shook his head: "I'm not sorry that Fourth Brother couldn't find you, Fourth Brother is satisfied."

"Fourth Brother..."

"Sweetheart...go to sleep if you're sleepy."

"Um……"

Having Zimo in my heart always warms my heart...

Zi Mo held me and we lay down. "Aunt Fifteen will be back tomorrow."

"No need, I'll move out tomorrow."

Zi Mo jumped up in surprise: "Why?"

"I'm grown up now, I can start my own business."

"But..." Zi Mo wanted to say something, but I hugged him and said, "I'm sleepy."

Zi Mo said dejectedly, "Go to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

...

I packed my bags and decided to stay in the old man's haunted house.

Zimo followed behind me, neither saying he wanted to stay nor expressing his agreement. He just followed me, packing his bundle when I packed his, and leaving when I left.

"Don't follow."

"I'm worried about you, but I'll still come along."