Shangguan Yichen's eyes were deep and unfathomable; he was nothing like a little kid and always acted like an old man.
Mo Qingcheng sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation: "Fine!"
What else can I do? I'll spoil my own son, even if it means kneeling down.
A pleased smile curved Shangguan Yichen's lips, a fleeting glint of joy in his eyes.
Mo Qingcheng handed a pill to Shangguan Yichen: "Eat it."
Shangguan Yichen took the pill with both hands, and swallowed it without asking any questions.
"Big brother, aren't you afraid that your mother will poison you?" Mo Qingcheng teased.
"Mother, are you willing to do this?"
Haha, how could I possibly bear to part with it?
You brat, you can't just let me down, can you?
no!
Shangguan Yichen lowered his eyes slightly, his little face burning. Who could afford to offend his mother's mouth?
Even his own son makes fun of him; who knows where the father has hidden himself?
Could it be that he dislikes his mother, the tigress?
Shangguan Yichen suddenly thought of something, and his expression turned cold.
The man, who was seriously injured and just about to doze off, suddenly sneezed, causing his wounds to reopen.
The guards were terrified and almost knelt down. "Master, what's wrong with you?"
No, my master has been acting strangely these past two days. Could it be that he has been abandoned by his wife?
Congratulations, the truth is out...
Boring!
Mo Qingcheng said softly, "The eldest brother has no sense of humor at all. Mo Mo's chubby little ball is much more fun. I'll tease him when we get back."
Bai Zimo, who was being thought of by Mo Qingcheng, sneezed three times in a row and gave Mu Wanqing a defiant look: Mother misses me.
Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes, barely suppressing the urge to punch him. Idiot!
Bai Ziming hummed an unknown tune, put his hands behind his back, and strolled away.
Mu Wanqing turned around and went to find Mu Shenyi. Grandpa Mu was still the cutest…
Mo Qingcheng, having nothing better to do, simply went out for a stroll, casually picking up a few herbs to make a show of it, but unexpectedly, she was attacked.
Two men in gray descended from the sky and blocked the mother and child's path.
Shangguan Yichen was on high alert. He could count the number of times the gray-clad men had appeared on one hand. If he wasn't mistaken, these men were after his mother.
Damn it!
The young boy, with cold eyes, suddenly blew the bone whistle in his hand.
This is a special signal to contact Bai Yi; as long as that person hears the whistle, they will come running.
Mo Qingcheng remained calm and did not stop them. Bai Yi was idle anyway, but... these eagles were everywhere and really annoying.
If all else fails, we'll use the advanced weapons in the interstellar farm laboratory.
It has a built-in locking function; I bet you can take down these scoundrels.
Shangguan Yichen was anxious. Damn it, he should have let Bai Yi come along. He was too young and couldn't be of much help.
An outsider's perspective is clearer.
Shangguan Yichen was so focused on keeping his mother safe that he completely ignored the fact that his mother was incredibly capable; with a wave of her hand, she could instantly transform into a living person.
That's right!
Shangguan Yichen, Bai Yi, and Hei Yi all knew about Mo Qingcheng's trick of conjuring people out of thin air. But since the incident involved their mother, they were completely flustered.
In the blink of an eye, the two men in gray exchanged a glance and saw a single word in each other's eyes.
kill!
Opportunity knocks but once; if not now, when?
Didn't you hear that bastard whistle calling for someone?
hehe……
If we completely eliminate the two of them before reinforcements arrive, what's the point of saving them?
The short man almost reached out, his target Shangguan Yichen. That little bastard, he could be crushed to dust with a single slap.
With a thin, tall man and a hooked nose, he flicked his wrist, the tip of his sword swirling in a flourish, aimed straight at Mo Qingcheng's throat.
They've come at just the right time!
Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow with a wicked smile: "How do you want to die? This lady will grant your wish!"
"Ha!" The tall, thin man with a hooked nose sneered, and suddenly the longsword in his hand split in two: "Go ask the King of Hell!"
"The King of Hell is very busy..."
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