Ling Jingyu escorted Mo Yunzhao back to the city lord's mansion.

From afar, one could see Mo Yunlan standing at the gate of the mansion, craning her neck to wait, with Xiao Hong beside her, whose leopard head she had been patting for who knows how long, almost to the point of being humiliated.

"A Zhao."

Mo Yunlan's eyes lit up when she saw her, and she pounced on her.

It looked like she was about to give Mo Yunzhao a bear hug.

But a person appeared and blocked their way.

"ah."

Mo Yunlan covered her face with her hands, closed her eyes tightly, and bumped into it.

This time her nose didn't hurt, but the back of her hand hurt.

The cold, hard scabbard told her who it was without her even opening her eyes: "Nie You!"

"His Highness is holding her." Nie You crossed his arms and looked at Mo Yunlan, who was rubbing her hands. "It's been a month, and Miss Mo hasn't lost any weight. And her eyes..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Yunlan angrily brandished her large cleaver. He quickly shut his mouth, turned around, and ran away.

"I haven't seen you for a month, and you still deserve a beating."

Mo Yunlan, carrying a large cleaver, gave chase.

Watching the lively scene unfold, Mo Yunzhao smiled with narrowed eyes, his face beaming with joy.

Fu Liu covered her eyes, unable to watch. Well, she had forgotten to care about the city lord while she was being chopped down.

Ling Jingyu looked down at Mo Yunzhao and said, "Recently, I sent Long Ye to my side. I will teach him to cultivate demonic arts. He is a good prospect."

Mo Yunzhao raised an eyebrow slightly, "Taking on disciples?"

Ling Jingyu nodded slightly.

Mo Yunzhao had no objection and instructed Fu Liu to bring Long Ye out and hand him over to Ling Jingyu.

Long Ye obediently followed along.

After Mo Yunzhao finished eating, Mo Yunlan came in covered in sweat, her hair disheveled, and her hands weakly dragging a large cleaver.

She sat down and wolfed down her food, complaining as she ate that Nie You wasn't manly enough, and that he didn't give her any leeway when they fought.

What angered her even more was that he hadn't even drawn his sword from its sheath.

After finishing the soup, Mo Yunlan grabbed a handkerchief and roughly wiped her mouth, then angrily asked Mo Yunzhao, "Tell me, is Nie You a man?"

Mo Yunzhao: "Anyway, he's not a eunuch."

Mo Yunlan gritted her teeth in anger, "He's so unmanly, he'll never get married in his life, I curse him to never get married!"

Seeing her anger, Mo Yunzhao chuckled softly.

Fu Liu sent someone to clean up, saying, "Miss, let's forget about this curse, lest you be unable to get married."

Mo Yunlan huffed, "What does it matter to me whether I curse him to never find a wife or not?"

Fu Liu smiled and shook her head, then called Da Bai to eat some dried fish.

Mo Yunlan spent most of the day complaining to Mo Yunzhao about Nie You, getting angrier and angrier as she talked.

She was so angry she almost exploded before she stopped and told Mo Yunzhao about the recent situation in Moyang City.

"Due to the city-wide riots last time, the guards were short-handed, so the Tu, Wang, and Mo families all planted a lot of people in them. And recently, both families have been making a lot of small moves..."

Mo Yunlan recounted some details, then said in a deep voice, "Ah Zhao, I'm afraid they have ill intentions."

People die for wealth, birds die for food.

There will always be people who will do anything for money.

"Let them be," Mo Yunzhao said calmly. "Anyway, we won't take any action for the time being."

"Then we..."

We should take some measures.

Mo Yunzhao: "Train your Flame Leopards well. Don't monitor them too closely. They don't have many days left anyway, so let them live a little more comfortably."

Mo Yunlan: "Okay."

She does whatever Ah Zhao says.

She asked gossipily, "I heard that Ling Yongnian was demoted and then betrothed to Mo Bilian. Is that true?"

Mo Yunzhao hummed in agreement. "However, this marriage will not happen."