Black disappeared in the blink of an eye, and a white shadow flashed by. Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but facepalm. What's all the excitement about?
"Mommy, you go ahead..." Mu Yunchuan remained calm, while the little guy unhurriedly picked up his chopsticks and continued his struggle with the food.
Shangguan Yichen lifted his eyelids slightly: "The two of them are enough..."
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
The eldest and fourth sons are awesome; their mother admires them immensely.
The two, one big and one small, exchanged a glance, the young boy and the little guy showing humility and courtesy, while eating and secretly observing Mo Qingcheng's reaction.
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
I picked up my glass, took a sip, and realized that I was simply too lazy to move. Did I expect to catch up with people by working day and night?
You're overthinking it...
As expected, a quarter of an hour later, two dark figures, one white and one black, landed gracefully.
"Madam, we've lost them..."
"Madam, the other party is very cunning."
"Sit down and eat!" Mo Qingcheng said calmly, sipping her wine slowly.
Bai Yi: "..."
Black One: "..."
The two exchanged a glance, picked up their chopsticks, and devoured the food on their plates at a rapid pace visible to the naked eye.
In the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the cups and plates are in a mess; anyone who didn't know better would think they hadn't eaten for seven days and seven nights.
Mo Qingcheng took out paper and pen, wrote down a recipe, and casually tossed it to the shopkeeper as she went downstairs.
The shopkeeper personally escorted everyone to the door, and the young waiter handed a large oil paper package to Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Qingcheng gestured to Hei Yi to lead the way, and Hei Yi sniffed hard, his mouth watering.
The innkeeper watched the three fast horses gallop away with reluctance, then lowered his eyes, unfolded the menu in his hand, and excitedly slapped the waiter on the shoulder: "Haha, we made a profit!"
Waiter: "..."
Completely bewildered, I slipped and almost fell to my knees. The shopkeeper might not like me, but I couldn't do it in public…
The shopkeeper chuckled and scolded, "Silly boy, you're making an extra tael of silver every month, aren't you happy?"
ha?
The waiter grabbed the shopkeeper's leg and asked, "Really?"
"Real! More real than pearls..."
Waiter: "..."
Completely confused, I was persuaded by the shopkeeper to do a lot of work...
Mo Qingcheng thought about it and decided not to let Hei Yi into the space. Having an extra free henchman at a crucial moment was a good thing.
Shangguan Yichen was a little worried: "Mother, what if a fight breaks out in a little while, what if Fourth Brother..." should we hide him?
"Don't worry, eldest brother, your mother will protect the fourth brother." Mo Qingcheng wanted Mu Yunchuan to see more of the world. This kid has one bad idea after another, and who knows, he might be able to help at a crucial moment.
Mu Yunchuan, eager to try, suppressed his inner joy: "Mother, Chuan'er won't hold you and Big Brother back..."
"..." Shangguan Yichen swept his cold gaze over the room. "I don't believe you for a second."
Mu Yunchuan's lips curled into a cold smile. Before he came, his third sister was worried and gave him a bag full of treasures. Not to mention a few people, even an ancient demon wouldn't be able to escape.
Mo Qingcheng ignored her son's smug little expression; the little ones could only grow up quickly through experience.
Flowers grown in greenhouses are prone to dying.
An hour later, a valley blocked their path. Mo Qingcheng pulled on the reins, and the horse neighed, stopping in its tracks.
At the entrance to the valley, two large characters immediately catch the eye: "Ghost Valley".
"Mother, shall we ride horses?" Mu Yunchuan frowned as he looked at the thorny valley.
"Okay." Mo Qingcheng nodded: "You go first, Mother will take care of things and catch up with you later."
Shangguan Yichen raised his eyes and stared at Mo Qingcheng, his gaze carrying a strong warning: don't be too ostentatious.
Mo Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated: "Big brother, take good care of your little brother."
"Mother, I'll be good..." Mu Yunchuan patted his chest and promised, afraid that his older brother would be angry.
"Alright, take the antidote." Mo Qingcheng tossed a bottle of pills to Shangguan Yichen, whistled, and three fine horses stood obediently beside him.
Shangguan Yichen distributed the antidote to Mu Yunchuan and Bai Jiahei, then took his younger brother's hand and walked into the thorns.
Mo Qingcheng's gaze deepened. She placed tracking powder on the group, making it only a matter of time before they caught up. With a wave of her hand, she put away the Thousand-Mile Steed and said calmly, "Little Junjun, let's go too..."
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