Chapter 126 Treading on Snow
"Are you full?" Seeing her put down her bowl, a ripple appeared in his eyes, his dark eyes seemed to be tinged with stars, shining unusually brightly for a moment.
Feng Qingge nodded contentedly, patted her round little belly, and squinted at him, "I'm full." In fact, she was so full she could burst.
"Let's go." Mo Linyuan's thin lips twitched slightly, the curve was not large, but Feng Qingge clearly saw that he smiled. That smile was like an iceberg flower blooming, and she was suddenly stunned.
After saying that, Mo Linyuan stood up, took long strides, walked out of the house, stood in front of the door, and looked at the people inside indifferently, as if he was not the one who had just laughed.
"What are you doing?" Feng Qingge didn't want to move. She was sleepy after eating and stood still.
Mo Linyuan turned around and gave her his back. His tall figure blocked the doorway, preventing her from seeing any of the scenery outside.
"It's snowing." The soft, gentle voice reached her ears steadily.
What's so strange about it snowing? Feng Qingge was puzzled and somewhat indifferent, but she magnified the words "snowing"—snowing!
snow!
"What? It's snowing again? Didn't we already seal her magic? And I also had Master purify the malevolent energy from her." She jumped up, somewhat incredulous, and quickly walked out the door, pushing Mo Linyuan aside. Looking at the fluttering white dots outside, sure enough, it was snowing!
"Oh? I knew it, you wanted to save her!" Mo Linyuan raised an eyebrow, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the snow-white fluttering clouds with a calm and composed demeanor.
Feng Qingge paused. Her original intention was not to let them know, but she didn't expect that before others even realized it, she had revealed everything.
But since she had already said it, she didn't deny it. "Yes, I wanted to save her, so what?" Standing behind him, she raised her chin, exuding an inexplicable pride.
Mo Linyuan turned around. Because he was standing a step lower than her, their heights were much more even. His lips remained unchanged, but his eyes softened. "It's nothing, I'll save you then."
Mo Linyuan wanted the strange snow to stop attacking, so he didn't care about the lives of others.
Upon hearing this, Feng Qingge lowered her raised chin, raised an eyebrow, and said nothing more. Since he had said it was nothing, she had even less reason to hold back.
"Let's go." The man in the purple robe in front of him didn't turn his head and strode out. His tall and imposing figure exuded a strong sense of security.
Feng Qingge followed him blankly, walking beside him, and looked up at him, asking, "What are you doing?"
"Treading on Snow." The emotionless voice and the expressionless handsome face almost made her laugh out loud.
"Walking in the snow? Your Highness, you really have a lot of free time." He shook his head speechlessly. What's the point of treading on these tiny snowflakes? It's just a rich man's quirk.
Ignoring Feng Qingge's complaints, Mo Linyuan remained focused on himself, and the two of them faced the cold wind together, feeling the icy snowflakes on their faces.
Feng Qingge followed behind him with a chilly demeanor, rubbing her hands and hunching her shoulders. She unconsciously glanced at the aloof person in front of her, who stood with his hands behind his back, looking as leisurely as if he were truly walking on snow.
She lifted her eyelids, somewhat speechless. The wind was howling, and it was freezing cold, yet he seemed as still as a stone, unable to feel it at all.
"Your Highness, how much longer do we have to march?" She jogged to catch up with the person in front of her, crossing her arms as she followed him.
Mo Linyuan turned his head and found it somewhat amusing to see her shivering from the cold. "Why are you making such an ugly move?" He didn't answer but instead teased her.
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