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However, Mo Ningxue suddenly felt that it was weird, the King did not force him to practice martial arts today.

She was slightly taken aback as she touched the wound on her chest. She didn't know if she was moved by the pain of having Man Zhu use drugs on her or by the pain of her body.

Sis — — Mo Chuyao suddenly ran over and threw herself into her embrace.

What's wrong? It was rare for Mo Ningxue to see sher like this, so he could not help but laugh. Chuyao was getting cuter and cuter, and she was liking her more and more. There seemed to be a rope lock between the two of them, locking them in place.

Elder sister, I miss you. Mo Chuyao's cute face rubbed against her chest. Don't you know, big sister, Mo Chuxia and Mo Zhiling are here.

Oh? When? Mo Ningxue frowned, when the two of them came, he was afraid that she would not have any more good days to live, right?

Mo Chuyao hugged her arms, looking like she was unwilling to let go. Elder sister, it's precisely this morning, my master probably went to pick them up.

Mo Ningxue felt her heart clench, but she still laughed at herself. It was still impossible for her and him, after all.

If it was Yu Lianshang, she could let go of him and get close to him. If Yue Molu was Yu Lianshang, she wanted him to give up on the other woman that he liked. Isn't that cruel? So, she would rather not think about the relationship between Yue Molu and himself, and she started to treat Yue Molu especially well. She also felt that he was slowly getting used to it and falling into depravity.

No wonder I can rest today, so it turns out that Miss Zephyr has come. Looks like I won't need to be watched by the prince anymore in the future to train in martial arts. Mo Ningxue stretched out her arm casually. However, she felt much more bitter in her heart.

Mo Chuyao frowned. Sister, you're not happy.

Why do you say that? Mo Ningxue smiled and pinched her nose.

Mo Chuyao stomped her feet. Sister, you are unhappy, I can feel that, I don't know why but, I am. Even though she was young, she could see through her thoughts.

If he could understand the thoughts of an adult at such a young age, wouldn't he be exhausted to death in the future? Mo Ningxue took her hand and smiled amiably.

Elder sister, do you know that your current expression is very similar to my mother's? Mo Chuyao's face had a trace of teasing.

Third Madame is a standard beauty, you must be praising me. Mo Ningxue did not mind as she continued to stare at Mo Chuyao with her tongue-tied eyes.

Mo Chuyao was speechless. This older sister, why don't you say that she is an old woman on purpose?

Elder sister, my master treats you very well. If only there was no Mo Zhiling. Mo Chuyao's face revealed a deep look.

Chuyao, don't let your imagination run wild. If we are fated to meet, no one will care about it. If we aren't fated to be together, even if there's no one, we won't be together. Mo Ningxue caressed her hair.

Mo Chuyao nodded her head, her expression dim. Big sister, this courtyard is my master's precious baby, I never thought that you would be able to live here, just by this point, you have won.

Hiss. Mo Ningxue covered her palms and frowned.

What's wrong? Mo Chuyao grabbed her hand and saw that there was a wound that was around 3 cm long on her hand.

Mo Ningxue nodded her head embarrassedly, looking at her, as though she was a child and Mo Chuyao was an adult.

Why was she so careless? Mo Chuyao was bragging, how about we find something to bind it up?

There's no need, Chuyao, let's go and see what's going to happen? I'll see if there's anything I can bandage. Mo Ningxue's intuition told him that she wanted to escape this place. Mo Zhiling had come, and she seemed to be the mistress of this place. She shook her head and laughed at her own thoughts.

Big sister wants to see big brother, but can't? Good. Mo Chuyao's small face revealed a hint of curiosity.

That's right, to lead the way? Mo Ningxue laughed slyly.

Mo Chuyao laughed and said politely, "Elder sister, please —"

The two sisters held hands as they walked out happily. They chatted and laughed along the way, very happy.

However, it had always been narrow paths for enemies. The two sisters had just reached the door when they met Mo Zhiling and Yue Molu, who were walking towards the Duke Palaces. Mo Ningxue really did not want to see the both of them, but —

Mo Zhiling still had a noble look on her face, her entire being looked like a delicate princess, and her body had a beautiful aura around it.

Greetings, Master. Mo Chuyao pinched Mo Ningxue's palms, both of her hands cupped together.

Greetings, your highness. Mo Ningxue imitated Mo Chuyao and bent down politely.

No matter what, when she saw Mo Zhiling now, she felt as if she could hide from him, and she felt uncomfortable.

Mo Zhiling frowned, but still maintained her smiling face of a mistress, it was Yue Qing Chuyao's little sister, where are you two going?

Yue Molu's eyes fell on Mo Ningxue's dark red wrist. He frowned, walked up, and pulled her arm.

Thank you for your concern, Chuyao and I want to go out for a bit. When Mo Ningxue saw the grievance in Mo Zhiling's eyes and the flash of sharpness, she retracted her hand. Now that she wasn't sure who Yu Lianshang was before, she didn't want to offend so many strong enemies.

The princess was one, and Mo Zhiling was one of those who hid her secrets even more.

Yue Molu stiffened, still wanting to say something. Mo Ningxue had already pulled Mo Chuyao along with him and turned to leave.

The divine mountain was secretly protecting him.

Yes. A voice turned away.

Mo Zhiling's eyes revealed her surprise, seeing that there was no bag on his waist, no wonder!

Your Royal Highness, where is the purse that the Spirit gave you? Mo Zhiling probed.

Yue Molu squinted his eyes as if he was deep in thought. Spirit, what was in the bag?

Mo Zhiling's heart trembled, and asked as if nothing had happened. What's wrong, Your Royal Highness?

Yue Molu said with a smile that was not a smile. This King felt that it was too valuable, so he temporarily placed it in This King's bedroom to ward off evil.

Mo Zhiling heaved a sigh of relief. Royal Highness, if you like it, I can make you another one next time.

Yue Molu nodded. Spirit, you are tired too, I have asked them to clean up a room for you.

Prince. Mo Zhiling froze, she had heard someone say that Mo Chuqing had already stayed in the prince's most treasured courtyard, could it be that when she came, she wanted to stay in the guest room?

What, is there something wrong with that? Yue Molu's tone of voice was indifferent, not as anxious as before.

Mo Zhiling frowned, Your Highness, why don't you accompany the spirit for a while? Her eyes were soft and charming, filled with nobility, and filled with an expression that seemed to be a smile yet not a smile.

Yue Molu's heart moved when he saw it, and he unconsciously nodded his head. He walked forward, and held Mo Zhiling's hand, then walked into the courtyard.

Elder sister, my master is still worried about you. Mo Chuyao giggled, Sister, do you like my Master?

Chuyao, what do you know? Mo Ningxue glanced at Mo Chuyao speechlessly. Do you know what "like" means?

Mo Chuyao stuck out her chest, a pleased look appearing on her round face. Of course, if you like it, it means that you become my mistress in the future, and are even willing to give birth to a baby for my master.

Mo Ningxue was even more speechless, what kind of logic was this!

Actually, I just don't like others to be my mistress. Mo Chuyao threw up her hands. I keep feeling that no one else is worthy to be my mistress, because none of them can truly make my master happy.

Mo Ningxue made a conclusion: You, are so precocious.