Mo Qingcheng frowned, grumbled, yawned lazily, walked out of the room, and turned to go to Xuan Yuanlin's room.
“Young master, my master has come to see you…” Mo San scratched his head, observing the man’s reaction.
Xuan Yuanlin's eyes remained expressionless, showing no awareness of having been rescued, which made Mo San grit his teeth in hatred.
Could you, could you please pull this man down? And beat him up?
"Hey, junior brother, you're awake?" Mo Qingcheng's teasing voice rang out from above.
Black One and White One stood aside watching the commotion. This man didn't look like a good person at all. The lady must have some unspeakable secret to save him.
Ha, do you think everyone can get the better of their master?
The two exchanged a glance and shed a tear of sympathy for Xuanyuan Lin.
Xuanyuan Lin slowly raised his eyes, meeting the woman's ambiguous smile. His gaze flickered slightly. "Ahem... Thank you!"
"Isn't that what I should do? How can one forget one's roots? I saved you, but there are conditions."
Hei Yi and Bai Yi exchanged a glance. See? I told you the lady's pills weren't so tasty.
If things go wrong, and they refuse to accept it, they'll have to spit it all out, with interest.
Mo San was dumbfounded. Wasn't his master kind-hearted?
It seems I was still too young.
"How can I repay the young lady for saving my life?" Xuan Yuanlin asked through gritted teeth, his face ashen.
Mo Qingcheng apologized, "Miss? Young master, I have already married. I don't know where that scumbag has gone. He left me with six children. He deserves to die a thousand deaths."
Xuan Yuanlin looked away uncomfortably, only to be caught red-handed by Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the scumbag she had been searching for was him?
A bad feeling rose in Xuan Yuanlin's heart. Damn it, who is this woman? Why do I feel guilty both last time and this time?
Mo Qingcheng paused for a moment: "It's not a difficult task. I've heard that you can inscribe formations, young master?"
Xuanyuan Lin breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "I'm very poor."
Mo Qingcheng's eyes flashed with venom, as if she wanted to tear that scoundrel to pieces. "Wait, I'll bring you the things in three days."
"Good!" Xuan Yuanlin breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a mix of anticipation and frustration, though he didn't know why.
Mo Qingcheng turned and left: "Mo San, keep an eye on him."
"Yes, Master!" Mo San's gaze drifted back and forth between Mo Qingcheng and the man before Bai Yi slapped him across the face.
"Don't think about those things. My wife's husband died a long time ago."
"Oh..." A sense of loss welled up in Mo San's heart. Dead? His master was truly pitiful. He wondered where the little master his master had mentioned was.
Could it be that she was killed by that man?
Pooh!
What a scumbag!
Xuanyuan Lin stared intently at that slender figure as it disappeared from sight, and for some reason, he felt a void in his heart.
Why?
Why exactly?
Xuanyuan Lin racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. Instead, a sharp pain shot through his mind, and with a muffled groan, he fainted.
Mo San was startled and hurriedly went to find Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Qingcheng replied calmly, "It's alright, I won't die..."
"..." Mo San was dumbfounded. What kind of outrageous words were these? Could it be that his master... was really just using this pitiful man?
Pooh!
What are you thinking?
The master has his reasons for doing things, why bother worrying?
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed. Mo Qingcheng gathered all the materials needed to inscribe the formation and came to Xuan Yuanlin's room.
"Give……"
"May I ask where Madam is going?" Xuan Yuanlin's palms were sweaty.
"I'll walk this path with you!"
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