Mo Yufeng's face suddenly turned gloomy. "Why are you asking him?"

"No reason, just interested!" Ma Qingyi smiled.

Mo Yufeng's face became even darker. "Forgot!"

"You...don't be like this! Think about it carefully!" Ma Qingyi smiled ingratiatingly.

"..." Mo Yufeng was speechless for a moment when he saw the two eyes shining with stars, and looked away.

"He is from Baihan Country. When Beiling and Nanqi were still at war, his family was killed in the war... He came to Moyu Country alone and was taken in by me." Mo Yufeng said a few words.

Ma Qingyi suddenly asked, "That's it."

Mo Yufeng glanced at her, as if to say: What else!

Ma Qingyi suddenly showed sympathy. "I didn't expect him to be so miserable, even without his family! ... You must be nice to him!"

What?

Mo Yufeng paused and looked at her in surprise.

"Since you have him under your command, you should treat him better!" Ma Qingyi began to teach Mo Yufeng a lesson as if it was a matter of course!

"You don't understand anything!" Mo Yufeng's cold words dampened Ma Qingyi's burning enthusiasm.

Ma Qingyi sat down and said dissatisfiedly, "Yeah, I don't understand anything!"

Mo Yufeng glanced at her and stood up. "Next month there will be a four-nation meeting in the palace. You are the princess consort of Prince Fu Qing, so you must attend. Heal your wounds!"

"Let's go to the palace and play!" Ma Qingyi suddenly became excited again.

Mo Yufeng laughed at her, "Do you think you're going there for fun?"

“…”Isn’t it?