When the cannon fodder male lead took the female lead script [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 125 I am jealous

Yan Qingmo took Si Shaochen back to the Guyun Tower. Unlike Si Shaochen's imagination, he thought that the Guyun Tower was a shady underground transaction by some dark organization.But looking at it now, it is clearly an organized and disciplined department.

The people on guard didn't look sideways, and when they saw Yan Qingmo coming, they just bowed their heads slightly and saluted. There were still many people training inside, and they didn't stop their movements when they saw Yan Qingmo and Si Shaochen passing by. .

Si Shaochen blinked his eyes with his uniform movements and awe-inspiring aura. His Mo Mo is so powerful, and he can train people like this.

Yan Qingmo took Si Shaochen back to his room. This place is very different from the palace. Si Shaochen sat down on the bed.

Yan Qingmo poured him a glass of water: "Let's take a rest first."

Si Shaochen shook his head, he didn't want to drink water now.

There is only a simple bed in the room, a wardrobe, and a coffee table. There is no extra decoration. It is different from the luxury and restraint of Yan Mansion. The feeling here is solemn and solemn.

"Are they taught by Mo Mo?" Si Shaochen asked.

Yan Qingmo chuckled: "No, I only teach a few personal shadow guards. I can't be here all the time, so I let others do the teaching of martial arts."

"But if Chenchen wants to learn, then I must teach it myself."

Si Shaochen nodded unconsciously, he didn't know when he would be able to take care of this small body, let alone practicing martial arts, he couldn't do anything else he wanted.

Yan Qingmo took Si Shaochen to visit other places, just as Si Shaochen thought, not many people paid attention to them, they were more focused on their own affairs.Except for the guards, no one would react when they saw Yan Qingmo.

Si Shaochen was very curious whether these people were really not afraid of Yan Qingmo. He stood still and stopped, and Yan Qingmo naturally followed his movements.

After standing for a while, Yan Qingmo asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Si Shaochen muttered a few words.

It turned out that it wasn't that he wasn't afraid of Yan Qingmo. After standing for a short while, many people became nervous, made mistakes in movements several times, and almost accidentally hurt people around him.

"Are they curious about me?" Si Shaochen asked suddenly.

"They dare not."

The corners of his mouth under the mask were raised, which also blocked his embarrassed expression.Si Shaochen took Yan Qingmo's hand and walked all over Guyun Tower.

The two of them didn't stay here for long, and went back after three days.Si Shaochen was sitting on the carriage, half of his body was leaning against Yan Qingmo's arms, and his whole body weight was on Yan Qingmo's body.

"Is it heavy? If I'm tired, I won't lean on it."

Yan Qingmo was silent, he hugged Si Shaochen tightly, and responded to him with his movements.

When I went back to Tianxianfang, Lan Linglang was no longer there. The girls in Tianxianfang said that the owner of the workshop had gone out to play, and they didn't know when he would come back.

"Let's go, it should be in Yan's residence." Yan Qingmo was not surprised, even under normal circumstances, Lan Linglang would still appear on Xiaoyu's bed.

Si Shaochen sneezed, he rubbed his nose, and Yan Qingmo's palm immediately touched his forehead.

"Did you catch a cold?" Yan Qingmo was very serious about Si Shaochen's illness. He originally planned to ride back with the two of them, but because of the sneeze, they changed to a carriage.

Si Shaochen helplessly bumped his forehead against Yan Qingmo's chest: "I didn't catch a cold, I just had an itchy nose and sneezed."

Yan Qingmo shook his head, and pressed Si Shaochen into his arms: "Go to sleep, go back and let Mr. Yan take a look."

Si Shaochen sighed, all right, for the sake of being a sick child, so as not to scare Yan Qingmo to death, let him go.

The carriage bumped a bit, and the horse seemed to be frightened, but Yan Qingmo held Si Shaochen in his arms to prevent him from falling.

"what happened?"

"Report to the prince, it is... the prince's man."