Bai Yueniang was slightly taken aback. "Sister Mo, is it necessary to have so many people?"
"Better safe than sorry. You have a heavy responsibility. Those are life-saving pills..." Mo Qingcheng hugged Bai Yueniang and handed another small bundle to Hei Yi.
Hei Yi was slightly taken aback: "Don't worry, Madam. I'm here, the bag is here, and Madam is here."
Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Alright, Hei Yi, go ahead."
Black One: "..."
Madam, is it really necessary to be so perfunctory?
Mo Qingcheng stood in the night wind, watching Bai Yueniang and the others disappear into the darkness. A thought flashed through her mind, but she shook her head. It was unlikely...
"Mother..."
A slightly cold voice came from behind her. Mo Qingcheng turned around, her eyes deep: "Big brother, is there something you want to say to Mother?"
"Hmm..." Shangguan Yichen opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.
Mo Qingcheng stepped forward, ruffled the little boy's hair, and felt a little better.
Shangguan Yichen suppressed the urge to run away and did not pry Mo Qingcheng's hands off.
"Let's talk about it when we get back..." Mo Qingcheng withdrew her demonic claws and walked side by side with Shangguan Yichen.
Back home, Shangguan Yichen followed Mo Qingcheng into the study.
Mo Qingcheng brewed a pot of tea herself, without urging him, poured a cup of tea for her handsome son, gently placed it in front of him, and then picked up a piece of pastry and took a small bite.
Shangguan Yichen picked up the teacup, but with a bit too much force, and the water in the cup almost splashed onto his hand.
Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly: "Eldest son, whatever decision you make, your mother will support you!"
The child is young, but he's so mature and composed. I don't know if this is good or bad for his development.
Children deserve a carefree life...
Ahem... I'm getting carried away...
Shangguan Yichen took a deep breath: "Mother, I want to return to the family..."
The little boy took a sip of tea, but the water was too hot and he was scalded.
Mo Qingcheng felt a pang of heartache: "Slow down, don't rush..."
Shangguan Yichen: "..."
How can we not be in a hurry?
"Yes, Mother knows. It's not the right time yet."
"But……"
"Wait until your mother is ready before letting you leave..." Mo Qingcheng's eyes were deep and unfathomable. She didn't speak, just stared at the young boy in a daze.
Shangguan Yichen remained silent, forcing himself to drink a cup of tea before slowly rising to his feet: "I'll do whatever Mother says..."
"..." Mo Qingcheng, do you think I believe you?
Shangguan Yichen walked to the door and whispered, "Mother, the people looking for you... may have arrived..."
"Thank you, my darling, Mommy knows what to do..." Mo Qingcheng smiled and waved her hand.
Shangguan Yichen's eyelids twitched, and he turned and left in a hurry.
Mo Qingcheng wasn't sleepy for the time being. She took out her notebook and charcoal pencil and started writing and drawing. She didn't get up until the fifth watch of the night. She yawned and stretched lazily in the Chenle Pavilion.
I'm so tired...
In her drowsy state, a small hand started to move restlessly. Mo Qingcheng, who had a severe case of morning grumpiness, frowned and said, "Stop making a fuss."
"Mommy, I have something to tell you..." The little girl giggled without any hesitation.
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes: "Qing'er, how can you just barge into someone's dormitory in broad daylight?"
Isn't it said that people in ancient times were very conservative?
Mo Qingcheng's lips twitched slightly. She'd been tricked!
Mu Wanqing's eyes darted around. Her mother was really hard to fool; she wasn't fun at all.
Mo Qingcheng felt a little dizzy and lay down again: "Mother, let's sleep a little longer..."
Mu Wanqing: "..."
Mother is acting strangely today. Could she be sick? The little girl anxiously reached out her hand: "Mother, why is your face so red?"
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