Mo Jinghao: "As long as it benefits Moyang City, I don't care about the position of city lord, so I choose Yunlan to be the new city lord."
In a single sentence, he sowed discord between Mo Yunzhao and Mo Yunlan, who were sisters.
Mo Yunzhao tapped the armrest lightly with her delicate white fingers. "Then tell me, how can I, the city lord, be worthy of this position?"
The head of the Yu family glanced at Mo Jinghao and then said, "As long as you can beat my youngest daughter, you can become the city lord!"
Mo Yunzhao stopped tapping his fingers. "Okay."
As soon as the cracking sound stopped, everyone felt a string in their hearts snap.
Ling Jingyu felt that the entanglement of hair was no longer interesting, so he smiled, grabbed a strand of his own hair, and tied it together with Mo Yunzhao's strand of hair.
He looked up and saw that their black hair was intertwined like a thread, binding them together.
Her charming peach blossom eyes were smiling so broadly they seemed to bloom like flowers.
Mo Yunlan looked anxious. "Mo Yunzhao, your spiritual power is ruined. How can you beat Yu Ping'er? Why don't I fight for you?"
Patriarch Yu: "Since the young lady wants to fight, if she wins, then the young lady will become the new patriarch."
"I……"
Mo Yunzhao raised her eyes and looked in the direction of Mo Yunlan, "Sister, trust me."
The soft, gentle voice convinced Mo Yunlan, "Okay."
Yu Ping'er stepped forward, looking at Mo Yunzhao with a condescending expression, "You're a cripple without any spiritual power right now. I don't want to bully the weak, so I'll give you a month..."
Mo Yunzhao raised his hand, interrupting her indifferently, "No need, right now. I don't like the stench of torturing scum."
Punishing scumbags should not be delayed overnight, let alone a month later!
Are grudges from a month ago, and scum from a month ago, not disgusting?
You have to take revenge on scumbags while it's still fresh.
Seeing her so arrogantly ignoring her, Yu Ping'er snorted coldly, "Then so be it."
Mo Yunzhao stood up, but felt a sharp pain on his scalp, and his body shrunk back to half its original height. He gritted his teeth in anger, "Ling Jingyu!"
"Lord Mo's hair has a mind of its own, it's tangled with mine, I'll untangle it now."
Ling Jingyu calmly pretended to untie his hair.
Mo Yunzhao took a deep breath. Damn it, he had some ideas!
Yu Ping'er watched the two interact intimately, her eyes reddening with jealousy.
She was immediately awestruck when His Highness the Crown Prince appeared.
But now, His Highness the Crown Prince only looks at Mo Yunzhao. No matter how beautiful she is, she's still blind and useless.
She was determined to perform well in a moment and let His Highness the Crown Prince know who was the most dazzling person.
After a long pause, Mo Yunzhao gritted her teeth, "Ling Jingyu, have you finally untied it?"
“It can’t be solved.” Ling Jingyu, who had no intention of solving it at all, simply swung a wind blade lightly across it. “Then let’s cut it off.”
Although Mo Yunzhao couldn't see it, he could feel the moment the hair fell.
I felt as if a string in my heart snapped, I couldn't tell if it broke or rang.
She got up in frustration and then kicked Ling Jingyu hard.
Seeing that she was kicking the chair leg, Ling Jingyu was afraid that she would hurt her foot, so he stretched out his own foot.
Hearing his cries of pain, Mo Yunzhao finally felt much better.
Mo Yunlan looked up and saw Ling Jingyu yelling, but his face was full of smiles, as bright as peach blossoms.
When he saw her again, he smiled and cut off a strand of his own hair. Then he took out a red string, tied their hair together, and placed it close to his body, patting his chest in relief.
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