The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Xiao was determined to punish those ministers, so Lin Jiuqing could not persuade him anymore.

Seeing that she was a little worried, Mo Xiao reached out and pulled her over, looking up at her and said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"But you," Mo Xiao squeezed her hand, a trace of guilt on his face, "I didn't expect you to run into them head-on. I failed to protect you and let you get into trouble."

He specially asked someone to wait at the door so that he could take Lin Jiuqing to the side hall to wait, because he was afraid that Lin Jiuqing would bump into these ministers. But as luck would have it, before Lin Jiuqing had time to go to the side hall, he was bumped into by the ministers who were leaving.

Lin Jiuqing smiled when he heard this: "I'm not made of paper, can such a scene scare me?"

Mo Xiao immediately laughed: "Of course I know, you are the strongest."

Having lived in such an environment since childhood and having experienced such hardships afterwards, she relied on her own willpower to get to where she is today step by step.

He knew that she would not be easily frightened by those people, but he still felt distressed and felt that he had not protected her well.

Mo Xiao looked at Lin Jiuqing and said word by word: "Don't worry about this matter. I can handle it. This kind of thing will not happen again today."

Lin Jiuqing nodded, without any doubt about it.

She took out the prepared food and gave it to Mo Xiao: "Eat it while it's hot."

A smile suddenly appeared on Mo Xiao's face, and all the fatigue he had felt over the past few days was instantly swept away.

In this high-pressure and busy life, the short time when Lin Jiuqing comes to deliver meals every day is his most relaxing moment.

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Zhou Chen left Yinghua Palace and went straight to where Tuoba Xuan lived.

At the door, Tuoba Xuan's servant stopped him and said, "My prince is resting and will not see guests. Lord Zhou, please go back."

Zhou Chen looked serious, and his tone was a little harsh: "I have something very important to see your Highness, please inform him."

"You don't understand what I'm saying, do you? I've already told you that my prince is resting. If you have anything to say, wait until he's rested before talking to him."

Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "This matter is very important. I am afraid that I won't be able to wait until your Highness has rested."

As he said that, he led his men to rush in. How could Tuoba Xuan's servants let others break in without permission? The two sides confronted each other and were about to fight. Suddenly, Tuoba Xuan's voice came from the room: "Please come in, Lord Zhou."

Tuoba Xuan's attendant was stunned, then glared at Zhou Chen fiercely, opened the door and made way.

When Zhou Chen entered the room, he saw Tuoba Xuan wearing a coat and walking out. He looked like he had just gotten out of bed, so he was indeed resting.

Zhou Chen bent down and said, "I'm sorry to disturb your highness's rest. But it's urgent and I have to do this."

Tuoba Xuan sat down on the chair, drank a sip of tea to wake himself up, and then looked at Zhou Chen: "I don't know what made you so anxious that Lord Zhou lost his composure like this?"

Zhou Chen took a step forward and got straight to the point: "Your Highness, have you ever given that painting to anyone else?"

Tuoba Xuan's eyes moved: "What?"

Zhou Chen said in a deep voice: "This matter is very important. Your Highness, please answer my question."

Tuoba Xuan frowned and put the teacup in his hand heavily on the table: "Master Zhou, are you interrogating me?"

"I dare not," Zhou Chen said calmly, "I am just asking Your Highness for information. I hope Your Highness will understand."