Chapter 102 Yes, I'm Strong

Even though he was so nervous about the old man's life and death, he didn't just leave in such a cool way regardless of whether the mold was useful or not.

It seemed that the old man's life and death had nothing to do with her.

"Mo'er, let's go back to the palace."

Qianye Yunxuan squatted down, picked up the little boy, and walked towards the palace with a pensive look in his eyes.

Then I heard the young boy's innocent voice coming from Qianye Yunxuan's ear, as if he was talking to himself or talking to Qianye Yunxuan, saying:

"It's useless for that sister to treat the old man with moldy things."

The little boy's whispers made Qianye Yunxuan's footsteps pause in astonishment, and he turned to look at him in surprise, saying:
"Mo'er, what did you say?"

"Moldy things are poisonous. Grandpa's physical strength is already very poor, and he simply cannot withstand the erosion of mold toxicity."

The little boy spoke seriously, looking at Qianye Yunxuan with his eyes.

But seeing Qianye Yunxuan's eyes narrowed in thought again, looking in the direction where Mu Yifei disappeared, she fell into deep thought.

Moldy things. . . . . .

Is what she wants really as simple as moldy things?

After Mu Yifei returned to the palace, her relaxed smile slightly subsided.

The willow disease in Donglin City is getting more and more serious. If it is not controlled, the consequences will be disastrous.

Her brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, but after a while, she saw an irrelevant arc raised on her face, and said:

"It's none of my business. I can control birth, old age, sickness and death?"

She lifted her feet and walked towards the yard where she lived.

Feifei, you are very strong, you can still live well without me, but she can't. . . . . .
A word that made her heart tighten flashed through her mind.

You are strong, you can live well without me. . . . . .
But she can't. . . . . .
"Hehe~~"

She laughed sarcastically, "Yeah, I'm strong."

There was no sound in her low self-talk, and a hint of sarcasm slipped across her eyes.

Being cheated on and struck by lightning, and living under the eaves of a moody Hades, you are still safe and sound, Mu Yifei, he is right, you are indeed very strong.

Heart aching, she went back to her room and lay down.

During dinner, something unexpected happened in the restaurant of Wangfu.

However, the prince and princess, who had always disliked each other, appeared in the restaurant for dinner at the same time today.

Mu Yifei had already returned to her usual playful and smiling face, and sat down at the dining table with a smile under Qianye Yunxuan's dark eyes.

Besides her and Qianye Yunxuan, there were two other guests who had just arrived, Beiyu Liuxi and Xiao Mo'er.

"I have seen the princess."

"Miss Liuxi, you don't need to be too polite."

Mu Yifei smiled at Beiyu Liuxi with a smile, and there was an ambiguous look in her eyes that confused Beiyu Liuxi.

Seeing her turn her eyes to the well-behaved little Mo'er next to Beiyu Liuxi, she reached out and patted his little head, saying:
"Boy, tell my sister, what's your name?"

"I'm not called kid, my surname is Chu, and my name is Chu Mo!"

The little boy blinked his dark starry eyes, looked at Mu Yifei, and said seriously.

Chu Mo?

A hint of surprise flashed across Mu Yifei's eyes.

Surname Chu?Isn't he the son of Qianye bastard?Why is the surname Chu?

(End of this chapter)

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