Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes, not moving an inch: "You really don't find it tiring?"
"What trouble is it to come looking for your fiancée?" The devilishly handsome man sat at the table, sipping tea while gazing at Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Qingcheng cursed inwardly, "Why didn't they just climb out the window and fall to their deaths?"
Ming Yu seemed to hear Mo Qingcheng's thoughts: "What, thinking about how your husband should die?"
"Pfft! Cough cough..." Mo Qingcheng almost choked on her saliva: "How did you know?"
A hint of surprise flashed in the devilishly handsome man's eyes: "You really don't intend to marry me?"
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Where did this despicable man come from? Can't we just condemn him to death?
Ming Yu remained unperturbed, his expression calm and composed, and continued drinking his tea.
Mo Qingcheng: "@#￥%……&*"
Why aren't you leaving yet?
The two remained at peace; one was busy reading medical books, while the other leisurely sipped tea. An hour later, Ming Yu vanished in the blink of an eye.
Mo Qingcheng watched for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then looked away, yawned, and said to the window, "Young Master Ming, it's late..."
Ming Yu's lips twitched slightly: "Little Mo'er, there's plenty of time in the future..."
"Get out!" Mo Qingcheng coldly spat out a single word, then turned over and lay down on the bed.
The next day, Ming Yu was nowhere to be seen, and Mo Qingcheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that he didn't come.
Unexpectedly, the next second, a dark figure gracefully landed: "Crown Princess, this is a gift from my master..."
Mo Qingcheng's lips twitched violently. What the hell is "Crown Princess"?
The shadowy figure put down the gift and stared at Mo Qingcheng with a disapproving look.
"Okay, thank you!" Mo Qingcheng pouted, casually opened the bundle, and her eyelids twitched when she saw the exquisite boxes.
The shadowy figure paused for a moment, then vanished in the blink of an eye...
Mo Qingcheng opened the box, and a faint medicinal fragrance wafted into her nostrils, her eyes flashing slightly.
Upon hearing the noise, Mo knocked on the door: "Master..."
"Come in..." Mo Qingcheng paused, letting Mo Yi come in to answer.
"Master, was someone just here?" Mo Yi asked nervously.
"Hmm..." Mo Qingcheng responded lightly, pointing to the box on the table: "It's a gift..."
Mo Yi's eyes widened in surprise: "Master..."
"Go and rest, don't make a fuss. No one can hurt your young lady..." Mo Qingcheng said a few more words, then waved her hand.
Mo Yi stepped back, a question lingering in his mind: Had his master been threatened?
No, this is to tell Mo San... Mo Er is better off not doing so. He's too impulsive, and I'm afraid he might not be able to control himself and ruin his master's plans.
After breakfast, Yu Xiangjun came to see me personally: "This princess has something to tell you."
Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes: "Does the princess need something from me?"
Yu Xiangjun looked embarrassed and nodded.
"Heh, sorry, I'm busy!" Mo Qingcheng refused outright. What about being a princess? I won't tolerate your behavior.
Yu Xiangjun never dreamed that she, as a princess and a young lady of the Dragon Clan, would be rejected so decisively by the young lady of the Mo family. How could she not be angry?
"Ahem... Do you know the identity of my other brother?" This was practically announcing that I was a member of the Dragon Clan.
Mo Qingcheng shook her head: "I don't know! Your Highness, please forgive me, I've been living away from home since I was a child, and I don't know if these things are true or not..."
"..." Yu Xiangjun's face turned pale and then red after being rebuked: "Dare you be any more arrogant?"
"What's there to be afraid of?" Mo Qingcheng glanced at Yu Xiangjun defiantly. "This young lady is very busy and cannot keep you company!"
Yu Xiangjun was so angry that his lips trembled, and he stood bewildered at the door...
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