Mo Xiao's hand was already on the soft sword at his waist.

But before the sword was drawn out, Lu Jiuqing suddenly woke up for a moment in his arms.

She blinked her misty eyes and looked at Yang Yuheng opposite, and asked doubtfully: "Yang Yuheng, where were you just now? Could it be that you couldn't drink me, so you ran away secretly? Hahaha, you can't do that!"

"You are not allowed to run away. You must drink this wine. You are my only friend after all."

Yang Yuheng's eyes flashed and he stood stiffly, not daring to say a word at all.

Mo Xiao held down Lu Jiuqing's erratic hand, allowing her to lean comfortably in his arms.

When he looked up at Yang Yuheng again, his murderous aura was gone, and he looked at her a little: "Are you friends with her?"

Yang Yuheng's back was numb and he said softly: "Forget it, let's do it."

Mo Xiao was silent for a moment, and then said: "If she accepts you as her friend, you must cherish it. If you betray her, I will make your life worse than death."

Yang Yuheng: "..."

"She cares about you, so I'll let you go." Mo Xiao said calmly, "If you dare to leak even a single word about what happened today and cause even the slightest harm to her, I will destroy all nine of your clans."

After Mo Xiao finished speaking, he hugged Lu Jiuqing and turned around and walked out.

Xia Ying looked at Yang Yuheng who was scared to death. She patted Yang Yuheng's shoulder apologetically and comforted her thoughtfully: "Young Master Yang, don't be afraid. His Highness Ninth Prince is very ruthless in his words. In fact... he is even more ruthless in his actions. "

Yang Yuheng: "???"

I really appreciate your concern, master and servant.

After Mo Xiao had walked out of the door for a while, Yang Yuheng raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

The Ninth Prince Mo Xiao was well-known as the Demon King, and few people in the capital didn't know him. He had never met Mo Xiao head-on before. When he met him today, he felt that the title of the Ninth Prince's Demon King was truly worthy of his name.

At a certain moment just now, he felt a chill on his neck, and he was about to go see his ancestors the next second.

Yang Yuheng lowered his head to look at the wine bottle on the ground, recalling the scene he just saw, and frowned a little bit.

When did Miss Lu get involved with the Ninth Prince? Judging from the situation, the relationship between the two is very unusual.

After thinking for a while, Yang Yuheng shook his head hard and told himself not to think about it anymore. Things about the Ninth Prince are not something you can think about. If you think too much, you will easily lose your head.

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Mo Xiao took the person back to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, but as soon as he entered the door, he was vomited all over him.

Qiuyue and Xia Ying were startled and quickly stepped forward to help, but were stopped by Mo Xiao who raised his hand.

"I will do it myself!"

He personally bathed Lu Jiuqing and changed into clean clothes. After giving him hangover soup, he finally placed the person on the bed properly, and then turned to change his dirty clothes.

Qiuyue and Xia Ying stayed by Lu Jiuqing's bedside. Xia Ying couldn't help but say, "I have never seen His Highness treat a person like this."

Qiuyue next to her lowered her head to tidy up the quilt for Lu Jiuqing, and replied softly: "Who has seen it before?"

"He grew up in fine clothes and fine food, and had countless people to serve around him. He didn't expect to be so good at taking care of people." Xia Ying couldn't help but say.

Qiuyue laughed and said softly: "It's mainly because of the intention."

Some things don't need to be learned at all, they are innate.

Xia Ying still didn't understand, but she was still shocked by Mo Xiao.

Even an ordinary man might not be able to do this to his wife, but Mo Xiao did it.

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