The serving maid looked at Mo Yi in apprehension, "Protector Mo, these snacks…. What do you think…. we should do?"
Mo Yi sighed, "Forget it, bring it back to the kitchen for now!"
"But, if Master were to blame us…."
Mo Yi waved his hand and said, "We have no choice if he does so! Just leave Third Miss alone for the time moment. Otherwise perhaps we haven't even buttered up Master yet and instead buttered on the horse's feet, then we'd be in even deeper trouble…."
The two of them were talking when they heard a flabbergasted voice from the entrance.
"Oh no, Oh no! Eldest Brother, something bad has happened! Where is Third Miss??"
Mo Yi couldn't help but frown, "What's up with this fellow? Why are you so flustered? Third Miss is already in such a bad mood and he's still here yelling and shouting, isn't he giving Master even more problems?"
He hurriedly walked out and just met Mo Er when he was shocked.
"You….. what's the matter?"
