"She almost got into a fight with Isabel? What did Isabel say to her?"
“Isabel said… she has a very close relationship with you…” Xi Rui stared wide-eyed at Qin Mo, trying to deduce something from her reaction.
"...Besides this sentence...what else is there?"
"No, but what kind of intimate relationship is she talking about...? Should Ciri keep it a secret for you?"
Qin Mo did not disappoint Xi Rui. Her constipated expression greatly excited Xi Rui, and her gossip-loving fire burned brightly.
"Stop meddling in other people's business, let's go see my...cousin!"
Qin Mo followed Xi Rui to the sea tribe's camp with some trepidation.
Now that the royal court has sent people, they must have news of Luna. How should I treat my mother in this world? Is she still alive? Will she discover my secret?
But when Qin Mo saw Nelia, the other woman seemed quite nervous. She stared at Qin Mo's round ears for a long time before cautiously asking, "Excuse me... are you Princess Qin Mo... or His Majesty the Emperor?"
Nelia asked Qin Mo in Elvish, her tone even carrying an unconscious humility. Although Isabel had told her that Emperor Achilles was definitely dead, she still wanted to confirm it carefully.
"I am Qin Mo. His Majesty the Emperor has passed away. On his deathbed, he entrusted his legacy to me, instructing me to restore the glory of the Elven race. I will follow his will, ensuring that the Elven race will have enough to eat and wear and will no longer suffer..."
Qin Mo delivered a long, heartfelt speech, but Nelia showed no emotion whatsoever; her previously cautious expression returned to its haughty and cold demeanor.
"Since you are not His Majesty the Emperor, then... come and pay homage to your new king!"
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