Ling Yongnian, who was writing, finished the last stroke and heard footsteps. He hurriedly pressed the Xuan paper to the bottom.
Lai Hongbo looked up and saw Da Bai clearing the way, Mo Yunlan exuding a murderous aura, and Mo Yunzhao looking indifferent like a visitor, so he shook his head.
He felt they were there to kill him.
Upon entering the courtyard, Mo Yunzhao asked in a low voice, "Sister, what is he doing?"
"Hidden paper in a panic?" Mo Yunlan saw Ling Yongnian's flustered movements.
Ling Yongnian looked up, first glancing greedily at the majestic white giant, then looking up at the Mo Yunzhao sisters and smiling gently.
"Lord Mo, Mo..."
Seeing him smile, Mo Yunlan angrily threw the crumpled piece of Xuan paper at Ling Yongnian's face.
She chuckled mockingly, "Third Prince, Ah Zhao and I cannot accept this poem."
Ling Yongnian looked at the crumpled paper that had fallen onto his face, his expression a mix of strangeness and speechlessness.
The acrostic love poem he gave him, this fool actually gave it to Mo Yunzhao?
They even brought him here to question him?
Lai Hongbo was somewhat surprised.
Mo Yunlan stepped forward angrily, slammed her hands on the table, braced herself, and glared with her phoenix eyes.
"Having two sisters and enjoying the bliss of having two wives is the thing I hate the most."
Ling Yongnian calmed down and looked up at her with a wronged expression, "This poem..."
"No explanation needed, I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen!"
As she spoke, Mo Yunlan threw a punch.
"hiss."
"Third Prince." Lai Hongbo saw blood seeping from between Mo Yunlan's fingers and suddenly drew his sword, the sharp, cold tip pointing directly at Mo Yunlan.
Ling Yongnian covered his nose and sternly ordered, "Get out of the way."
Mo Yunzhao gently patted Da Bai.
"roar!"
Big White darted out, opened its tiger's mouth, revealed its sharp claws, and pounced on Lai Hongbo.
He quickly leaped away.
But Big White relentlessly pursued them.
Ling Yongnian covered his nose and explained in a muffled voice, "Miss Mo, you've misunderstood. I didn't intend to have both sisters, to enjoy..."
Mo Yunzhao interrupted him calmly, "Is this poem a gift for me, the city lord, or for my elder sister, Third Prince?"
Mo Yunlan slammed her hand on the table again, making the writing implements on the table shake.
She angrily asked, "Yes, explain yourself, who was that sentimental poem you sent to?"
"This poem was written spontaneously, not intended as a gift to anyone. It was blown away by the wind and picked up by Miss Mo. She liked it, so I gave it to her."
Ling Yongnian looked up and calmly looked at them. "If it were a man who picked it up and liked it, I would also do him a favor and give it to him."
Ling Yongnian's gentle explanation seemed to suggest that they were overthinking things.
This is simply a poem.
If you keep thinking about it, you're just being presumptuous.
Mo Yunlan followed his words and thought about it, and an embarrassed look appeared on her face.
Mo Yunzhao turned her head and asked, "Sister, what else did you say before?"
Ling Yongnian spoke first: "Except for..."
Mo Yunzhao interrupted him in a deep voice, "Shut up, I didn't ask you anything."
Mo Yunlan thought for a moment and then briefly summarized the gist of their conversation.
Ling Yongnian's expression darkened slightly, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly.
That idiot, he says everything.
After listening, Mo Yunzhao chuckled mockingly.
"What a clever tactic! First, you deliberately composed a poem, then you and your subordinates echoed each other's sentiments about the beautiful woman, giving her special treatment, making my sister mistakenly believe that you have feelings for her? Is this an attempt to seduce her and make her fall for you?"
Mo Yunlan suddenly realized why she felt embarrassed.
So it was all just a show.
Ling Yongnian said calmly, "Lord Mo is overthinking things. Those are just Hongbo's wild guesses, not my own thoughts. I said he would be punished with a beating."
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