Fortunately, the tomb spirit was just a wisp of mist, with no real substance, otherwise it would have suffered a heart attack. It just couldn't understand why there was such a huge difference between two women.
I wanted to offer some advice, but the spirit of the tomb had been wandering around for a long time and I didn't know where to start.
As a spiritual being, it also belongs to the category of those who have never eaten pork.
When it comes to matters of love and romance, Mo Lan is a bit clueless, though she's not much of a know-it-all, though she's only slightly better than her older brother.
Mo Lan waited for the tomb spirit to give her an answer. The two communicated with each other using their divine senses. Therefore, when she looked at Qin Su, her expression was blank and cute.
Qin Su noticed Mo Lan staring intently at his mask, neither understanding nor speaking. He assumed she was frightened. Thinking this, he took Mo Lan's hand, a smile curving his lips, his eyes filled with encouragement.
"What's wrong?"
"Cough cough... It was on properly, why take it off?" Mo Lan couldn't find the right words for a moment, so she just said whatever came to mind.
Qin Su: "...Don't you want to see my true face, Lan'er?"
He vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
I couldn't quite grasp the crux of the problem. I should have let Tingyu nag me a bit. Although he's not very reliable either, at least he's better than me.
"I hope Lan'er is the first person to see this face." Qin Su stared at Mo Lan with an unprecedented tenderness in his eyes, which almost made Mo Lan shiver.
"...Is this a good idea? Normally, this kind of thing should be done on your wedding day, when you and your bride lift each other's veils, wouldn't that be better?"
Intuition told her to stay away from the mask in front of her; she absolutely mustn't touch it. Mo Lan wanted to break free from Qin Su's grip; she felt that Qin Su had gone mad, and keeping her distance was the safest option.
But the guy had a strong grip, and she struggled several times but couldn't break free.
Qin Su stared at Mo Lan's reminder, his eyes immediately turning deep and unfathomable. "Lan'er thinks it would be better to lift it during the wedding?"
"Huh? Well, that's how it should be in principle. Don't you want your bride to see your face first?" Mo Lan said, feeling uneasy. She felt the topic was getting a bit off track, but she really wasn't good at giving advice.
Another point is that she felt Qin Su must have really been poisoned, otherwise, he wouldn't be like this.
Seeing that Mo Lan insisted, Qin Su paused for a moment and gently released his grip. "Your suggestion is good."
"As the saying goes, good things come to those who wait, you should be more patient." Once freed, Mo Lan immediately took a big step back, looking at him warily, afraid that Qin Su might do something strange.
"Lan'er is right, good things come to those who wait... but it will indeed take some time to reach that day." He wanted to find the mastermind behind his poisoning, then lead his clan away and restore the Qin family to its former glory.
Whether for his mother's sake or to repay a debt of gratitude, he has already done enough and yielded for a long time. Now that the Ji family has taken the initiative to tear off the last layer of gauze, he, as the one retaliating, will not leave any stain in the eyes of the world and affect the future of the Qin family.
As long as the world knows that the Qin family was forced into a corner by the ruler of Ji State, and had no choice but to lead their people away and return to their homeland.
Instead of leaving behind evidence of ingratitude and deliberate rebellion that allows others to easily smear us.
Having made the decision, he was determined to walk away unscathed.
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