Mo Yunlan looked up blankly, "Love poems?"

Fu Liu nodded with bright eyes, "Miss, please read the first character of each line of the poem together."

Mo Yunlan said "Oh," picked up the Xuan paper, and read out each word one by one, "My heart pleases you."

After reading it aloud, she asked Fu Liu in confusion, "What does this mean?"

That's too literary and pretentious.

Mo Yunzhao wasn't worried that she would be deceived by Ling Yongnian.

Not only is the older sister slow to react, but she's also incredibly oblivious when it comes to relationships.

Moreover, in his previous life, Ling Yongnian also used this trick to deceive Mo Yunlan, but he failed.

Her older sister told her about this, but she didn't believe it and even blamed her for stealing her man.

The sisters then developed a rift again.

"To put it bluntly, I like you. The man who sent the poem was expressing his feelings to the city lord."

Mo Yunzhao chuckled. Fu Liu understands, but her elder sister doesn't. What's there to worry about?

Fu Liu frowned. "But this is too reckless. If others find out, it will be considered a secret transaction, and who knows how it will ruin the city lord's reputation."

Mo Yunlan ate her meal and mumbled an "oh".

Suddenly I feel like sending this poem is a bit strange.

Mo Yunzhao took a sip of soup. "Sister, is this poem for you or for me?"

Feeling guilty, Mo Yunlan lowered her head and ate her rice, speaking indistinctly.

"Nobody gave it to me, I found it."

Little did she know that it was an acrostic love poem.

I hate these pretentious, flowery poems the most.

Fu Liu, however, did not believe it. "This poem is sent ambiguously. Is it for Miss Xin Yue or the City Lord Xin Yue?"

The usually taciturn Fu Meng interjected, "Is this an attempt to gain both sisters?"

"Pfft." Mo Yunlan burst out laughing.

Fu Liu quickly helped Mo Yunzhao wipe the rice grains off his face.

Look at the city lord who remained calm even after being sprayed with rice, and then look at the young lady who slammed her hands heavily on the table, making the plates shake.

The young lady is really losing her composure.

Mo Yunzhao didn't expose her, "Sister, take me to see him, and I'll reply with a poem."

"This kind of person, still wants to write poems?" Mo Yunlan wanted to kill Ling Yongnian at this moment.

Ever since Ah Zhao tried to steal her fiancé, she has hated men who try to control her and her sister's feelings.

Ah Zhao dislikes him, and there's definitely a reason for it.

Mo Yunlan's slightest bit of affection for him was completely extinguished, not even a trace remained.

However, for now, let's not let A-Zhao know that the poet was Ling Yongnian.

Mo Yunzhao gave a faint "hmm" and said, "Sister, don't take his things. If they're poisoned, it will harm me. Instead of begging him, you should beg His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Okay, it's a good opportunity to ask and find out."

Mo Yunlan roughly wiped her mouth, picked up the rice paper stained with rice grains, and wished she could shove it into Ling Yongnian's mouth and beat him up again.

Fu Liu couldn't help but complain, "Young Miss's heart is a bit too big."

And when he gets fierce, he's just like Baymax.

“Dabai and Fumeng are coming with me.” Mo Yunzhao added, “Fuliu, you stay home and stew pig’s heart to make her some sweet treat.”

Mo Yunlan was somewhat displeased, "Ah Zhao."

Mo Yunzhao looked up and smiled: "Let's stew it with papaya, it's good for the heart and breasts."

Mo Yunlan exploded: "Mo Yunzhao!"

Mo Yunlan didn't understand at first, but on the way there, after thinking about it carefully, she seemed to understand it a little.

Not knowing how to find Ling Yongnian, she took Mo Yunzhao back to Wanbaoge to try her luck.

When the shopkeeper saw that it was her, he happily invited her to the backyard.

Lai Hongbo looked at it and hurriedly went to report: "Mo Yunlan has brought Mo Yunzhao in."

"They came to beg me?"