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

Lu Jiuqing looked at Mo Chengning in shock.

She was really shocked.

She was muttering to herself, and since Mo Chengning remained silent, she thought that Mo Chengning didn't hear her.

But she didn't expect that Mo Chengning heard it, but the nine-ring chain in his hand reached the most critical moment, and he didn't have time to answer her words.

Now that the nine links were solved, Mo Chengning was free and finally had time to comfort his mother.

The little guy struggled to stand up in Lu Jiuqing's arms, then reached out and touched Lu Jiuqing's forehead: "Mom, don't be afraid, my father is not poisonous."

Lu Jiuqing's pupils trembled a few times, and he raised his hand to cover Mo Chengning's mouth, but it was too late.

When he turned around, he saw Mo Xiao holding a fan in his hand. His whole body was gray and gray, but his aura was not reduced at all when he stood there. He was looking at him with burning eyes.

Lu Jiuqing: "..."

Mo Xiao's hand squeezed the cattail leaf fan so hard that the veins on the back of his hand popped out.

Deep down, I felt aggrieved, uncomfortable and angry, and in the end, everything turned into helplessness.

What is this called? This is called self-inflicted sin.

Everything is the result of his original sin.

Mo Xiao closed his eyes and said slowly: "I told others that I would be fine if I died, but now I make medicine for you, but you accuse me of poisoning?"

Lu Jiuqing pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Forget it, it's my fault," Mo Xiao said softly, "Although there was a secret behind what happened back then, it was because I handled it improperly and scared you that you are still scared to this day."

"Lu Jiuqing, I swear in the name of the emperor that I will never harm you in the slightest. Can you rest assured?"

Lu Jiuqing couldn't listen anymore and stood up: "No one makes your majesty swear, and your majesty doesn't have to... It's not like you to be so humble."

The Ninth Prince back then could not bear the slightest grievance. He was the Living King of Hell who was feared by everyone in the capital. When he became emperor, he was also a feared tyrant. Why should such a person suffer injustice from her?

After she finished speaking, she carried Mo Chengning back to the house.

In the courtyard, Mo Xiao stood still for a while, his eyes lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Mr. Mu trembled and reached for the cattail leaf fan in Mo Xiao's hand: "How about... I'll do it."

Girls don’t appreciate it anyway.

Mo Xiao didn't let go, turned around and squatted down, continued to look at the fire under the stove, and asked calmly: "How long do you need to stay up?"

Mr. Mu: "...just boil three bowls of water into one bowl."

Mo Xiao nodded and said nothing.

Mr. Mu looked around, trying to find a place to sit but he didn't dare. Your Majesty is still squatting here. How can he, a minister, have the nerve to sit down?

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inside the house.

Mo Chengning was put on the bed by her, holding a Huarong Dao in her hand and playing with it.

Lu Jiuqing sat on the edge of the bed, slightly lost in thought.

Mo Chengning didn't know when he put down what he was holding, staggered to Lu Jiuqing, and put his arms around her neck.

Lu Jiuqing came back to his senses with a smile on his face: "What's wrong, isn't it fun?"

Mo Chengning shook his head, then blinked and asked, "Don't you like your father, mother?"

Lu Jiuqing was a little flustered, and then looked at Little Douding in his arms in surprise: "Why would Ning Ning think so?"

Mo Chengning: "You are afraid that your father will poison you."

Lu Jiuqing smiled dryly: "I, I was just talking casually."

Mo Chengning tilted his head and looked at Lu Jiuqing. This face was very similar to Mo Xiao's, which made Lu Jiuqing a little unable to resist.