The Sixth Elder gave a rebuke, his gaze growing colder.
Li Qingfeng was puzzled. Had even the Sixth Elder been bribed by that little bitch?
Mo Yi and the others snorted coldly, turning their faces away. Li Qingfeng was asking for trouble, daring to bully the young lady? They'd find an opportunity to teach him a lesson and show him why the flowers were so red.
Li Qingfeng was unaware that he had already incurred the wrath of many, and that there were countless people who wanted to deal with him.
Feeling utterly aggrieved, Li Qingfeng nearly choked on his own saliva, then glared at Mo Qingcheng, his eyes filled with venom.
In the dead of night, Li Qingfeng quickly wrote a note, stuffed it into the mailbox, tied it to the leg of the mail hawk, and a hint of murderous intent appeared in his cold eyes.
With a fierce cry, the hawk flapped its wings and vanished into the night in the blink of an eye.
"Bang!" Xin Ying never dreamed that he would be hit and fall down.
Two people stood beside Mo Qingcheng, Mo Yi and Mo San.
"Master, this carrier hawk was specially raised by Mo Qingwu." Mo San was somewhat worried; if the message couldn't be sent back, it would definitely arouse suspicion.
"It's alright, let's take a look first..." Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a cold smile as she unfolded the note, her eyes lowered indifferently: "Very well! This young lady doesn't mind giving that fake a generous gift..."
"Master..." Mo Yi's eyes lit up: "You have a good idea?"
"Wait a minute!" Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow: "You guys help me protect myself from the wind..."
"Yes, Master!"
Mo Yi and Mo San had already privately acknowledged Mo Qingcheng as their master, and since there were no outsiders around, they naturally addressed her as their master.
Mo Qingcheng threw the note into the interstellar farm, sending a message to the farm owner, asking Shangguan Yichen to help her copy her image and write a letter.
Shangguan Yichen was slightly taken aback, wondering what had happened to his mother, but he was naturally excited that such a good thing had happened to him.
The little ones huddled together, watching quietly, not daring to say a word.
Farmer repeated Mo Qingcheng's words, and Shangguan Yichen quickly wrote a note.
With a thought, Mo Qingcheng conjured a note in her palm: "Mo Yi, take a look..."
"Master..." Mo Yi was flattered and surprised. He opened the note and his eyes narrowed: "This is so funny..."
Mo San also came over, glanced at it, and looked excited and eager to try: "I knew that following the master would mean getting to eat meat."
Mo Yi stuffed the note into the mailbox and re-tied it to the hawk's leg.
Mo Qingcheng took out a small porcelain bottle, and Mo San smelled it under Xin Ying's nose.
Xin Ying slowly opened his eyes, looking completely bewildered. Who am I? Where am I? Someone tell me, what happened?
Mo Yi whistled, and the hawk instinctively flapped its wings before disappearing into the night, bewildered.
With a smile playing on her lips, Mo Qingcheng handed the two bottles of pills to Mo Yi and Mo San, saying, "Thank you for your hard work!"
The two were moved to tears. They knew their master was generous, but they never expected him to be this generous. How fortunate they were to be by his side… The road ahead was fraught with peril, but they had no regrets whatsoever…
The three returned to their residence without disturbing anyone. The other Mo guards were puzzled. Mo Yi and Mo San were too close. They even went to the toilet together. Could there be something fishy about the two of them?
The next morning at breakfast, Mo Yi and Mo San noticed the strange looks from the other Mo guards, but they didn't pay them any mind. As long as they could cover for their master, it was worth it…
No one knew about Mo Qingcheng's side. His young lady acted strangely, often sneaking out at night to buy all sorts of snacks, and occasionally sharing them with them as a treat.
Last night, a fragrance seemed to waft from the young lady's room again...
The Sixth Elder turned a blind eye; the little girl was very greedy and possessive of her food...
"Hmph! Ugly people always cause trouble!"
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