Mo Qingcheng glanced at Shangguan Yun with amusement: "When adults are talking, children shouldn't interrupt."
"Pfft!" Shangguan Yun almost coughed up blood and died. Her face was so black it could drip water. "Father."
Shangguan Peng's face darkened: "Master Mo, do you think I have no temper?"
Mo Qingcheng looked at Shangguan Peng with a strange expression: "Old Patriarch Shangguan, even a clay figure has some temper, doesn't it?"
Shangguan Qing sighed softly, "Father, my younger sister's temper is still as volatile as ever."
Shangguan Yun, who was innocently caught in the crossfire, wished she could rush up and strangle Shangguan Qing. If she didn't speak, no one would think she was mute.
Shangguan Qing seemed frightened and weakly said, "Little sister, please don't be angry, it's all my fault..."
What a hypocritical male!
Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes. Everyone in the Shangguan family was sick, and sick in a tragic way, except for her eldest brother and second sister.
Bai Yingyue realized she had no room to maneuver, so she curled her lips into a cold smile and occasionally chimed in, almost driving Shangguan Rong and the others crazy.
One hour later...
Shangguan Yunxi's eyes were red and swollen as she clung to Mao Qingcheng, refusing to let go: "Mother, when are you coming to see Xi'er?"
"Good boy, Mommy will come to see you soon." Mo Qingcheng was reluctant to part with the two children and really wanted to take them back immediately, but her eldest son was very opinionated.
"Yes, Mother, my brother and I will wait for you." Shangguan Yunxi pursed her lips, even though she was reluctant to part, she dared not delay.
Mother still needs to take her younger siblings home...
Unexpectedly, the other children didn't shed any tears and turned to leave. Mo Qingcheng was a little confused and stood there, looking at Mo Chuyue.
Mo Chuyue gloated, "Hey, you got dumped?"
Half a month later, all six children were sent away. Bai Yingyue had to leave in a hurry, and Mo Qingcheng and Mo Chuyue returned to the Mo family in low spirits.
Just do it...
Time flies like an arrow, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. The reclusive family has undergone earth-shattering changes, and a group of genius youths have emerged in the martial arts world.
On this day, the area in front of the Mo family mansion was bustling with activity as one wave after another of important figures arrived. The reason was none other than the birthday of the head of the Mo family.
Mo Qingcheng's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at the row of young men and women standing in front of her, a warmth spreading through her heart.
Who would have known that the peerless swordsman, feared throughout the martial world, was none other than Shangguan Yichen, and the divine healer, Feixian, was actually Shangguan Yunxi? Mu Wanqing was eccentric and alluring, a master of both medicine and poison; Mu Yunchuan was resourceful and wise, becoming the master of Baixiaolou. Bai Zimo was cunning and intelligent, becoming the youngest president of a hidden family's merchant guild; and Bai Yunfei was a bewitching and captivating goddess, a femme fatale who brought ruin to the country.
Tsk tsk...
So envious!
The elders of the Mo family were drooling with envy.
Bai Yueniang smiled and nestled in Bai Yifan's arms, "Sister is so lucky."
"Tsk tsk, Yue'er, do you have some misunderstanding about happiness?" Bai Yifan gloated as he looked at the lonely figure that appeared at the door.
"Pfft! Serves him right! What a scumbag!" Bai Yueniang curled her lips, laughing and cursing, "Damn man."
Yes, back then, Bai Yueniang and the others staged a charade with Mo Qingcheng just to expose the mastermind behind it all. Their efforts paid off, and the shameful deeds of Yun Ji, the Queen of the Underworld, were also exposed.
Yun Ji was jealous of Mo Qingcheng's biological mother, Nangong Wan, so she framed Mo Qingcheng's biological father, Mo Yunxuan, and kidnapped Mo Qingcheng's elder brother, Mo Yan...
To atone for his mistake, Mo Yunxuan secretly left his secluded family with his beautiful wife and disappeared without a trace.
Mo Yan sat in his wheelchair, watching this scene with a smile.
"Qingqing, shouldn't we start planning our wedding?" The young master of the Dragon Clan, Xuan Yuanlin, knelt pitifully in front of Mo Qingcheng, holding a dazzling ring in his hand.
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes: "Get lost!"
"Qingqing, let's roll together, shall we?"
Before he could finish speaking, several figures flashed by and surrounded Xuan Yuanlin.
"Hmph, Young Master Xuanyuan, did you even ask for our opinions?" Mu Wanqing smiled.
"Oh dear, Second Father Xuanyuan, Mother is getting married next month," Bai Zimo said with a mischievous smile.
"MoMo, what did you say?"
"Mother was taken away by Uncle Hu Lai and Uncle Bai Li," Bai Yunfei said naively.
"Pfft!" Xuan Yuanlin almost choked on a mouthful of blood: "Damn Mo Qingyang and Baili Mingyue, just you wait."
Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Yuanlin was nowhere to be seen, and a burst of laughter came from behind him.
Yu Xiangjun and Hua Yunyao exchanged a glance, their faces darkening, and then gave chase...
Summer has passed and winter has arrived. This is the 999th time Xuan Yuanlin has apologized. Mo Qingcheng glanced at the man's aggrieved eyes and was about to give in when she suddenly felt nauseous.
"vomit……"
"Mother, what's wrong?" Mu Wanqing's expression changed, and she flew forward, grabbing Mo Qingcheng's wrist.
Shangguan Yunxi, who arrived shortly after, asked anxiously, "Third sister, how is Mother?"
"Mother... is pregnant..." Mu Wanqing said weakly, her words failing her.
"Xuanyuan Lin, you big scumbag!" Mo Qingcheng roared, and a rain of pear blossom needles swept towards Xuanyuan Lin.
Xuanyuan Lin stood still, letting the poisoned needle pierce his body: "Qingqing..."
"roll!"
Mo Qingcheng was truly enraged this time. That damned scumbag, how dare he lie to her?
snort!
"No! Qingqing!"
"Mother!"
Mo Qingcheng transformed into a streak of light and vanished in the blink of an eye.
No, they disappeared into a reclusive family.
"Uncle, has Mother not returned yet?" Bai Zimo asked Mo Yan for the umpteenth time about Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Yan's face was full of bitterness: "Mo Mo, you know your mother's temper. Your uncle is suffering. His leg isn't even healed yet, and now..."
Bai Ziming curled his lip, "You're just pretending!"
Mo Yan was both amused and exasperated; what a brat...
Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
In the secluded paradise of Qingli Kingdom, Yulin Town, a pair of exquisitely beautiful little children are digging something with great effort.
"Brother, is Mother sick again?" The little girl pouted, peeking adorably at the beautiful young woman who wanted to close her eyes and rest.
"Shh... Mother is tired..." The little boy blinked, his eyes flashing slightly. His sister was really silly.
"Oh...brother, where's that scumbag dad?"
The little boy's face darkened: "Yaoyao, be careful your mother gets angry."
"Mother!"
"Mother, we're here!"
"Qingqing, I'm late!"
"Brother, something's wrong! Someone's trying to take Mother away! What should we do?" The little girl stood up, her eyes full of vigilance.
The little boy's lips curled into a meaningful smile: "Yaoyao, release the dog, close the door..."
"ah?"
"Why aren't you doing it yet? Do you want someone to take your mother away?"
"don't want!"
"Bang!"
"ah--"
"Ha ha!"
The young woman opened her beautiful eyes and glanced around: "Why are you all here?"
"Home is where your mother is!"
"Qingqing, home is wherever you are!"
"snort!"
"You're our scumbag father?"
"puff!"
The man's eyes narrowed, his expression becoming flustered...
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