Although Da Bai is a beast, he is actually quite shrewd.
It raised its head aggressively and roared at Mo Bilian.
Mo Bilian felt a fishy smell waft towards her, and she turned her head slightly and closed her eyes.
Yes, this angle of her face is the most beautiful. Her hair hangs down gently, her eyes are slightly closed, her eyelashes flutter slightly, and she is bathed in sunlight.
She was certain that the prince, sitting in the bridal sedan chair, only needed to look down at her.
From his perspective, she was at her most beautiful and most pitiful at that moment.
She was a delicate and beautiful young girl, being roared at by a fierce tiger; it must have been quite pitiful.
Seeing her like this, His Highness would surely leap down, scoop her up in his arms, and gently whisper, "Don't be afraid."
Because he's a man, he would choose to be a hero and save a damsel in distress if he saw a vulnerable woman in danger.
But... she forgot that her face was swollen, and even with a veil, she was far from beautiful.
The sun is shining warmly, and the time is beautiful.
Big White opened its blood-red maw, and then...
"vomit……"
After a sound of vomiting, Mo Bilian felt as if something had been splashed all over her, spraying her face.
"vomit."
The cheering crowd, upon seeing Mo Bilian at this moment, also felt nauseous.
She was covered in vomit, which was sticky and smelled foul.
The fishy, sticky smell made Mo Bilian open her eyes, which were covered in something.
She looked down at her pristine white clothes, now covered in vomit—white, sticky, as if something she had eaten had been digested.
There's also a bluish, sticky substance, which is probably bile.
"ah!"
Mo Bilian screamed, but the sticky stuff on her face slid into her mouth. The fishy, nauseating smell made her vomit, and she bent over to vomit.
Big White raised its fluffy tiger head, its bright golden pupils filled with disdain and contempt.
"Your words disgust me."
"That ugly tiger isn't even qualified to lick my fur, yet it wants to have my cubs? Dream on."
Fu Liu looked at Mo Bilian, who was bent over vomiting and covered in filth.
She tossed a bag of dried fish out of her handbag and praised, "Great job, Da Bai!"
Big White happily ate the dried fish, saying, "It's such a waste."
Even if the dried fish I ate grows into fat or turns into poop, it's better than spraying it on this disgusting human.
Mo Yunzhao stood up: "Let's go."
His tone was indifferent, and he didn't even glance at Mo Bilian.
That meant they completely disregarded her; they weren't even worthy of being her opponent.
Mo Bilian vomited bile before she straightened up.
The onlookers had already dispersed.
At this time, passersby would cover their noses and walk around her, their eyes filled with disgust.
Her junior brothers and sisters stood far away, pinching their noses, not daring to go forward.
Seriously, Senior Sister Bilian has repeatedly changed their perception of her.
The admiration and affection I had felt before vanished in the short few days I spent in Moyang City.
"Miss..." Fu Chun called out weakly.
Mo Bilian looked up at the entourage of people in the Hundred Flowers Carriage. The spot where Ling Jingyu had been sitting was no longer occupied.
But in her daze, she could still see him leaning there, smiling with unparalleled elegance.
She watched Mo Yunzhao and the others leave, gritted her teeth, and said, "Let's go back to the manor."
Mo Yunzhao, this is just the beginning!
Today you have been chosen as the Flower Fairy, but you must also be blessed to bear this honor.
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