"Super cute, right?" Chu Mu poked the little tiger's butt, "Awoo——"
"Yeah, super cute."
Nan Mo stared at Chu Mu's pouting lips and couldn't help swallowing.
"This is for you." Chu Mu stuffed the little tiger into Nan Mo's hand.
Nan Mo directly held Chu Mu's hand.
"Huh?" Chu Mu laughed, "It's just a gift. Don't be too moved. It will ruin your character."
Neither of them wore any disguise when they came out today, and many people recognized them.
Even the stall owner who was selling clay figurines said happily that he wanted to give the clay figurines to the little gods.
As the powerful Duke of Zhenguo, Xu Zhi must have been lavish with gifts and would never shed tears of gratitude over a clay tiger.
Nan Mo still held onto Chu Mu and refused to let go: "Really... are you giving it to me?"
"Yes."
"Then - I'll accept it." Nan Mo solemnly held Chu Mu's hand, touched each finger one by one, and then held the clay tiger in his palm.
Seeing how much he treasured her, Chu Mu felt a little guilty:
[It's not a valuable thing. The things I gave to Xiao Baicai and Shada are many times more valuable than the clay tiger, right?]
The silly smile on Nan Mo's face froze.
Chu Mu, who had been observing his expression, of course noticed it at the first moment.
"What's wrong?" Chu Mu tilted his head and took another step closer to Nan Mo.
Nan Mo was almost a head taller than Chu Mu. Chu Mu tilted his head back, and the tip of his nose just happened to touch Nan Mo's chin.
"...It's okay. I was just thinking of something to give to my wife."
? ?
Nan Mo called out "Madam" so smoothly, and what's more, his voice was so loud.
The group of people around, whether they were vendors, pedestrians, or those who came over to look at Chu Mu, all fell silent at the same time.
Then a loud "Huh" erupted at the same time!
"What did the Duke say? He's going to marry the little fairy?"
"Didn't the Duke do that with the current emperor?"
"Oh my, I was saying that the little immortal has lived with the Duke for so long. How could someone like the little immortal not be targeted?"
"Compared to this, I only care about one thing——"
Someone shouted loudly: "Duke Zhenguo, are you going to marry the young master as your wife or as a concubine?"
"Yes, yes! This is the most important!"
Chu Mu was stunned and forgot to deny it for a moment.
Nan Mo bowed and clasped his hands around him, "Everyone has misunderstood."
Chu Musong breathed a sigh of relief—[At least this guy has some sense.]
"It's not that I want to marry Master Chao Chao," Nan Mo dropped a bombshell under Chu Mu's admiring gaze, "but Master Chao Chao wants to marry me."
Chu Mu: *_*
All the onlookers: -O-
"You, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Chu Mu raised his hand and patted Nan Mo on the head without any hesitation, then smiled apologetically to the people around him: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he drank too much at noon and he's still not sober!"
"No," Nan Mo held up the clay tiger sculpture in a show-off manner, "Look! The betrothal gifts have been paid!"
people:……
"The little fairy is worthy of being a little fairy. Even the betrothal gift is so unique." An elderly man said with emotion while stroking his beard.
The owner of the clay figurine stall rolled his eyes and said, "Everyone, come and grab this! It's the same betrothal gift as the little gods! Even if there's no happy event at home, buying one to take home can bring peace and safety!"
"I want!"
"I want one too!"
"I, I, I, I want to buy it for my sweetheart!"
…
A group of people rushed towards the stall.
Chu Mu:.
"Come," Nan Mo took advantage of him not noticing and once again picked him up by the waist and carried him on his shoulders, "Run quickly, or we'll be surrounded again."
Chu Mu, who was thrown onto his shoulder, punched him on the back and said, "Who told you to say that, you bastard?!"
Nan Mo grinned and carried Chu Mu on his back and ran back to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion quickly.
However, the news that the immortal young master was going to marry the Duke of Zhenguo seemed to have grown wings and flew into the Duke's Mansion faster than Nan Mo, who had ordinary legs.
"Tell me, what on earth is going on?"
Old man Hu Zheng's beard was almost crooked with anger. He pointed at Nan Mo who was sitting upright with a trembling finger.
"You scumbag!"
Hu Zheng skillfully used the new words he had just learned from Chu Mu.
"No wonder Xiao Chaomu said that the one who teases first is a bitch. You are really a bitch. Chaomu loved you so much that he lost his mind, but you just discarded me like a worn-out shoe."
Hu Zheng paced back and forth, and his words became more and more unpleasant.
Chu Mu pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly: "Well, teacher... it's not that..."
"Shut up!" Hu Zheng glared at him. "If you hadn't come to your senses, you'd be dead by now. Why are you still talking to him?"
"..." Chu Mu shut up obediently.
[What the teacher said is true. If Nan Mo hadn't suddenly taken over Xu Zhi's body, I would probably still be on the run, right?]
Upon hearing this secret, the paralyzed Old Seven's pupils trembled. He looked at "Xu Zhi" from head to toe and then back to head in disbelief.
——Xu Zhi is not the real Xu Zhi!
There was indeed a big difference after the Duke brought Chaomu back. Thirteen Riders had followed Xu Zhi since he was a child, so it was impossible for him not to notice that something was wrong with him.
However, apart from what happened in the morning and evening, Xu Zhi's other behavior was no different from before.
Even if they had doubts in their hearts, they had never thought of such an absurd thing as soul swapping.
The Thirteen Riders sat together to discuss many times, and finally attributed Xu Zhi's change to Chao Mu.
After all, the seventh brother himself suddenly fell in love with Master Chaochao.
I didn’t expect that the truth would be like this!!
The Thirteen Riders vowed to follow Xu Zhi to the death. Logically, the Seventh Rider should expose Nan Mo's true identity immediately.
But……
Lao Qi turned his gaze back to Chu Mu's face.
——Since this man is not the Duke, I can pursue Master Chaochao without any scruples!
An ambitious smile suddenly appeared on Lao Qi's usually expressionless face.
Chu Mu tugged at Hu Zheng's sleeve and said flatteringly, "Teacher, stop talking! Look, even Old Seven is laughing at me!"
Hu Zheng turned his head and just saw Lao Qi's smile and gaze that he had not had time to retract.
"hiss--"
Hu Zheng rubbed his arms.
Why does he feel that this look and expression doesn't look like someone is laughing at a joke?
"Teacher, you don't know," Nan Mo sighed, "I made an oath with the Yin King before, promising to marry only him in this life. If I break my oath, the Yin King will definitely make a fuss about it, which will be bad for Chao Chao."
"How dare you say that!" Hu Zheng was so angry that he jumped up and down. "You bastard! You son of a bitch! I'll fuck your ancestors!"
Chu Mu turned his face away with a stiff smile - if he had known that this seemingly serious old guy had such a strong learning ability, he would definitely not have taught him to swear.
"So, I'll let Mumu marry me," Nan Mo ignored the angry old man and shrugged helplessly, "This is good for everyone."
It’s really good.
Chu Mu turned his head again and was caught off guard by a pair of eyes full of cruelty and murderous intent.
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