Chapter 60 It turns out that the little uncle is moved!
Lan Xiyue was lying on the bed. She rolled around with the quilt in her arms, and the scene of her hugging Mo Liyuan just now involuntarily emerged in her mind.
The man's scent seemed to still linger on her nose, as did his still sturdy waist. She couldn't help but blush slightly, and muttered to herself, "Why is he here again so late at night?"
System: "Host, you have said so many sweet words to him. Could it be that he has fallen in love with you, the host?"
Lan Xiyue chuckled upon hearing this, "System, you're right, this is actually possible. If that's the case, it would be even easier to earn points."
System: "Didn't the host say he wouldn't give up a forest for a tree? Has he fallen in love just like that?"
Lan Xiyue's lips curled up into a meaningful smile. She looked at the bright moon outside the window, her eyes both cunning and serious. "System, you don't understand. Mo Liyuan is a man with good looks, power, and material possessions. If I were to be with him, I wouldn't lose anything, absolutely. But the prerequisite is that he wants to be with me forever."
At this point, a hint of shyness and longing appeared on Lan Xiyue's face, which was her yearning and expectation for love.
In her previous life, she had been living on the edge of a knife in the organization. Later, when the old man was in poor health, she had been taking care of the strange old man with all her heart.
She had never experienced the sweetness and beauty of love, and those feelings that only existed in books were so far away from her.
Now that she has a new life, she has the opportunity to make a new choice.
In this strange world, she wants to have a passionate love affair and feel the feeling of being loved wholeheartedly by someone.
System: "Master, the ancients often had three wives and four concubines. Are you sure the dignified Regent King can stay with you forever?"
Lan Xiyue was stunned, and the beautiful fantasy in her heart was shattered in an instant.
Yes, how could a man as powerful as him be easily bound by a woman? How could he be a couple with a woman for the rest of his life?
She couldn't help feeling a little sad and patted her cheeks to sober herself up.
She doesn't want to be a love-brained person. The world is so beautiful, how can she give it up just for a man?
She secretly told herself, "Lan Xiyue, wake up, earn enough points, save enough health points, and then you can wander freely in this world."
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and put the distracting thoughts in her mind behind her.
The moon was hanging high in the sky, its silver light filling every corner of the Regent's Palace. There was a subtle fluctuation in the silence.
Mo Liyuan's heart seemed to be disturbed by an inexplicable emotion and it was difficult to calm down.
After returning to the palace and stepping into the main courtyard, Mo Liyuan's steps seemed a little heavy.
In his mind, Lan Xiyue's figure was like a ghost that could not be shaken off. Her every frown and smile, every subtle movement, were so clearly engraved in his heart.
This feeling of being out of control made him more and more irritated.
Mo Liyuan picked up the long sword, and the sword reflected the moonlight, adding a bit of coldness.
With a low humming sound, Mo Liyuan's sword drew silver tracks in the air. The sword wind was so sharp that it caused gusts of falling leaves to fly.
Every time the sword was swung, it seemed to cut off the chaos in his heart, but it seemed that the more he cut, the more chaotic it became.
Tianyi and Anyi were currently hiding in a corner and talking in low voices.
Tianyi frowned, his eyes occasionally cast towards the figure dancing with a sword in the yard, his heart full of confusion.
"Tianyi, what's wrong with the master? Why is he not sleeping in the middle of the night and practicing sword here?" An Yi asked in a low voice.
Tianyi shook his head, his face also blank. "How should I know? The master went somewhere just now, and he came back like this."
An Yi nudged Tian Yi lightly with his arm, his eyes filled with speculation. "Do you think the Master has gone to see Miss Lan? When she left just now, she didn't allow us to follow her. But why does the Master seem to be in a bad mood?"
Tianyi frowned even more tightly when he heard this. "Yeah, what on earth did the master go out for? Did he really go to see Miss Lan? Did Miss Lan make the master angry? Otherwise, why would the master be in a bad mood after returning?"
The two looked at each other and saw the same doubt in each other's eyes.
"I'll go call the Third Prince and have him talk to the Master. Maybe the Master will feel better."
Tian nodded, "The Third Prince has many clever ideas, it's feasible."
An Yi's figure disappeared into the night like a ghost and headed straight for the Third Prince's Mansion.
Arriving at the Third Prince’s Mansion, he went straight to Mo Yifan’s room.
Mo Yifan was woken up and looked at An Yi beside the bed with a bad face, "An Yi, you are not sleeping in the middle of the night and come to disturb this prince's sweet dream. Do you want to be beaten?"
An Yi apologized with a smile, "Third Prince, don't be angry. My master just went out for a while. I don't know what happened after he came back. He was in a bad mood and has been practicing sword in the yard."
Mo Yifan was surprised when he heard this. "Ah? You said the little uncle was practicing swordplay late at night? Hey! That's really strange. Who can control the little uncle's mood?"
Mo Yifan became interested, so he got up, dressed, and went to the Regent's Palace to find out what was going on.
Walking through the night, Mo Yifan arrived at the main courtyard of the Regent's Mansion.
Mo Liyuan was seen dressed in black, his sword gleaming like a dragon. Each swing of his sword was extremely heavy, as if he wanted to pour out all his emotions into this sword dance.
His face was gloomy, and his eyes revealed an indescribable complex emotion, which made Mo Yifan very curious.
"Little Uncle, what's wrong with you? Who offended you?"
Mo Liyuan paused, and the long sword in his hand suddenly swung towards Mo Yifan who was laughing like a dragon soaring into the sky.
"Oh my god, little uncle, I didn't offend you, did I?" Mo Yifan shouted while dodging the sharp sword in a panic.
The sword lights were like weaving threads, and every clash seemed to tear the air apart.
Mo Yifan dodged in a panic under Mo Liyuan's almost crazy attack, and his clothes were torn in several places by the sword energy.
He muttered to himself, what sin has he committed? Wouldn't it be better for him to have a good sleep? Why did he have to come here to be tortured? It was all An Yi's fault.
However, what medicine did the little prince take wrong tonight?
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Liyuan finally stopped what he was doing, and threw his sword aside with a clang. He jumped and landed steadily on the roof.
Mo Yifan was bent over, breathing heavily, his whole body was wet and he looked in a miserable state.
He glared fiercely at An Yi who was standing not far away, cursing in his heart, it was all this guy's fault, otherwise he would still be sleeping soundly and not be in such a miserable state now.
An Yi touched his nose awkwardly, avoiding Mo Yifan's murderous gaze.
Mo Liyuan on the roof suddenly spoke, his voice as cold as the wind: "Bring some wine."
Tian Yi responded and immediately went downstairs to prepare drinks.
Mo Yifan was stunned, then blinked and thought to himself, there is something wrong with the little uncle tonight.
He casually wiped the sweat from his forehead with his robe, jumped up, and landed lightly on the roof. He sat down more than a meter away from Mo Liyuan, "Little Uncle, what happened to you tonight?"
Mo Liyuan glanced at him sideways, his deep eyes seemed to contain endless thoughts.
"Yifan, you said that someone keeps appearing in your mind and can't be shaken off. What does that mean?" His voice was low and slow, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart.
Mo Yifan's eyes widened when he heard this, and he looked at Mo Liyuan with a gossipy look on his face: "Little uncle, who keeps appearing in your mind?"
Mo Liyuan pursed his lips and didn't continue speaking, but his furrowed brows revealed his inner struggle and confusion.
Seeing this, Mo Yifan chuckled and had some guesses in his mind: "Little Uncle, is it Lan Xiyue?" He stared at Mo Liyuan's expression, trying to catch a clue from it.
Sure enough, when he mentioned Lan Xiyue's name, an imperceptible fluctuation flashed in Mo Liyuan's eyes.
Mo Yifan was delighted. It seemed that he had guessed right. It turned out that the little prince had fallen in love with a woman. He had always thought that a man as cold as the little prince would not be attracted to any woman. He never expected that...
Mo Yifan said seriously, "Little Uncle, if Miss Lan keeps appearing in your mind and can't be shaken off, it means you are attracted to her and have fallen in love with her."
Mo Liyuan's body trembled slightly when he heard this, but then he regained his composure.
He had never thought that a woman could control his emotions. Had he really fallen in love with that cunning woman? Mo Liyuan subconsciously touched his beating heart and closed his eyes.
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