The Mo brothers tucked in their ears, frowned slightly, and woke up from their sleep.
Miss Qingwu is truly a talent. She's had one fright after another on this journey. Can't she at least get a good night's sleep?
Not only were the Mo brothers dissatisfied, but Mo Qingchen and Elder Mo Qing'an were also quite displeased. Mo Qingchen automatically ignored his younger sister's wailing and continued to drift off to sleep.
Mo Qing'an had no choice but to get up and go to Mo Qingwu's tent, asking softly, "Miss Qingwu, what happened?"
"Get out!" Mo Qingwu cursed angrily.
Elder Mo Qing'an: "..."
Fine, get out!
Do you think this elder enjoys standing here like a puppet?
Mo Qingwu waited for a long time, but there was no other sound outside the tent. She was so angry that she was furious. She grumbled and cursed in her heart, "Damn it, where did everyone go?"
Meanwhile, the Third Elder, Fifth Elder, and Ninth Elder had each set up their own formations and were sleeping soundly. Mo Qingcheng returned directly to her spatial dimension, isolated from the outside noise…
Several children gathered around and chatted with Mo Qingcheng for a while before urging her to go and rest.
A warm feeling flowed through Mo Qingcheng's heart. Mo Yi and Mo San followed behind her like idiots, laughing foolishly from time to time, only to be kicked away by Hei Yi.
“Madam, you must be careful while you are out alone, and please don’t get hurt…” Hei Yi kept babbling on and on until Bai Yi pulled him away, finally giving him some peace and quiet.
Mo Qingcheng gathered medicinal herbs and casually concocted some antidote pills. Mu Wanqing stepped forward with a smile: "Mother, Qing'er's latest poison...hehe..."
The little girl's eyes sparkled, and Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a pleased smile. He hugged Mu Wanqing in his arms, ruffled her hair, and gave her a thumbs up: "My Qing'er is the best."
Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes. Who's kidding me?
Mo Qingcheng felt a little guilty, her eyes flickered slightly, and she awkwardly touched her nose, offering a few pointers before getting busy.
After refining two batches of pills, Mo Qingcheng was escorted to her bedroom door by Mu Wanqing before realizing that she was on her way to a competition...
Mo Qingcheng woke up naturally, washed up, made a loving breakfast for the children, then slipped out of her spatial dimension and took a nap in the tent.
Half an hour later, the Ninth Elder yawned as he emerged from his tent, squinted, packed up the tent, and went to Mo Qingcheng's tent. "Little Qingcheng, I'm hungry..."
Mo Qingcheng's lips twitched: "Beautiful Elder, it'll be ready soon..."
Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue: "..."
Ready soon? Are you kidding me?
Mo Qingcheng smiled without saying a word, neither uttering a sound nor leaving the tent, lying quietly inside. Breakfast was already prepared in her spatial storage, but… she was too lazy to get up.
That's all.
The Fifth Elder and the Third Elder quickly got up and happily packed up the tent. This was a real treasure; the Mo family was too poor, and the patriarch was practically starving them... He was going crazy...
Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue was not in a hurry. She waited lazily to the side, gazing into the distance, where things were getting "lively" on the other side.
The reason was simple: Mo Qingwu was inexplicably injured last night, and when she woke up this morning, she felt unwell and started looking for trouble.
The Mo brothers dared not provoke them and worked diligently. Elder Mo Qing'an, however, was furious and couldn't stand being out of sight, so he joined his two disciples in the work.
Mo Qingchen frowned: "Qingwu, when you're out and about, be mindful of your image. Don't let Mo Qingcheng outshine you."
One sentence struck a nerve with Mo Qingwu. Her usual gentle and dignified demeanor vanished. Hands on hips, face ashen, she cursed and swore, completely losing all composure.
"Mo Qingchen, are you blinded by that little bitch Mo Qingcheng?"
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