"I am here to rob you of your love!" On their first meeting, he saved her, but then domineeringly pulled her into his arms.
In her past life, she repaid the wrong kindness and loved t...
Mo Yunzhao smiled after hearing her recount what happened at the mansion gate.
After Mo Yunlan finished speaking vividly, she couldn't help but sigh, "Fu Liu really brings honor to the family."
Mo Yunzhao hummed in agreement.
Fu Liu doesn't have much talent in demonic cultivation, but he's still more than capable of beating up Fu Chun and the others.
Over there, Da Bai was furious and relentlessly chased after Mo Bilian for a long time.
Finally, they caught her at the market and shoved her hard into a large fish stall. Every time she popped her head out, they shoved her back down.
This process was repeated until she stopped showing herself.
Then, Big White, carrying a fresh, live fish in its mouth, wagged its fluffy tail and swaggered away.
The fishmonger trembled and dared not utter a sound.
Once Da Bai had gone far away, Mo Bilian, who had been holding her breath, suddenly popped her head up and gasped for air.
A small fish was perched on its head, covered in countless scales, soaking wet, and emitting a disgusting fishy smell.
She lowered her head, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth in hatred.
She was utterly humiliated, unlike anything she had ever experienced before.
The fishmonger, not daring to be too direct, grabbed Mo Bilian and demanded, "Pay up!"
This commotion was so great that the sky turned white.
Nie You didn't go back immediately, but instead wandered around for a while.
After finding out the new information, I returned to Nianzhao Pavilion. Seeing that he was awake, I went to the kitchen and brought him a bowl of red date and pigeon soup.
Ling Jingyu looked up at Nie You, whose eyes were both black and blue. "Did you go out to be a womanizer last night?"
Nie You said innocently, "Miss Mo bumped into me, and I said she was too heavy, and then I got beaten up."
"Serves you right!" Ling Jingyu said succinctly, his words carrying a chilling undertone.
Nie You glanced at him, "Lord Mo has been slapped in the face."
Ling Jingyu, who was holding a spoon, suddenly stopped, and the leisurely and gentle expression on his face gradually disappeared.
The fresh morning air was gradually tinged with frost and cold, and carried a hint of death.
Nie You watched him stand up and said leisurely, "Not the kind where you slap someone in the face."
Ling Jingyu: "Oh."
"Your Highness, would you like some more pigeon soup?" Nie You picked up the bowl of red date pigeon soup and followed.
Ling Jingyu: "I'm a little free today."
Nie You then briefly recounted the information he had gathered.
"Lord Mo and Miss Mo are on good terms, but today it seems there's something different about them."
Ling Jingyu paused and looked at him: "Are you talking about Mo Bilian?"
Nie You nodded, "Yes, she's back."
Ling Jingyu looked down at his hands, which were covered in ice cicada silk gloves, and smiled. "Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion to watch the show."
Nie You responded with an "Oh," and then asked, "So, Your Highness, are you still going to kill people?"
Judging from His Highness's demeanor just now, he was ready to kill.
“That belongs to A-Zhao; I will not interfere.”
Mo Bilian emerged from the market in a disheveled state, feeling nothing but bad luck and misfortune.
She carried no silver, only medicinal pills.
The fishmonger wouldn't let her go, demanding compensation. He asked for ten taels of silver, but she didn't have a single coin on her!
She was going to give the elixir to the fishmongers, those foolish, lowly people who didn't recognize its value and insisted on getting money.
She had no money, so she gave him a hair ornament, but the fishmonger thought it was worthless.
They actually stripped all the hair ornaments off her head, and now she's disheveled, covered in scales, it's really...
Mo Bilian looked down at her snow-white dress, now covered in scales, and gritted her teeth in hatred.
"Mo Yunzhao!"
Damn it!
Sooner or later, she'll pluck the fur, skin, and debone that tiger, then stew and eat it.
Just then, a red figure blocked her way.
"Miss." His gentle and clear voice made Mo Bilian look up at him.