Mo Jiuwu pushed Long Junmo away, covered his aching shoulders, and looked at him with a puzzled face.

"What are you doing? You're scratching me! Mo Jiuwu said dissatisfied.

"What? What does this king do...... Do you need to ask why? Long Junmo looked at Mo Jiuwu indifferently, and then grabbed her wrist and went to the mansion.

"You...... What are you doing? You...... Let go, it hurts! Mo Jiuwu staggered all the way to the front hall by Long Junmo, and then was thrown onto the chair.

"Hiss~" Mo Jiuwu covered her wrist in pain, and her wrist was strangled red.

Long Junmo pressed the handle of the chair and imprisoned Mo Jiuwu in front of him, exuding a cold aura all over his body.

"Mo Jiuwu, although this king doesn't know what happened to you before, and this king doesn't want to know, but this king tells you, since you now have the title of my Seven Kings Mansion on your head, then give this king a little bit of peace, what to do and what not to do, you don't need this king to remind you again, right? Also, if this king hears anything about you dishonoring the Seven Kings' Mansion, then ...... This king will never let you go, so ...... Do your thing. Long Junmo said in a cold and threatening voice.

When Mo Jiuwu heard this, his face was a little stiff.

Long Junmo looked at Mo Jiuwu, didn't wait for her to say anything, and then turned around and left.

Seeing Long Junmo leave without hesitation, Mo Jiuwu's face darkened, and all the strength in his body seemed to be taken away, and he sat on the chair dejectedly.

"Mo Jiu Dance! Cheer up! He just forgot about it for a while, and he didn't really do this to you! ”

Mo Jiuwu patted his face and encouraged him.

In the Splendid Pavilion, Bai Zifeng and Nangong Han sat leisurely in the courtyard drinking tea.

"Lord!" At this time, Qin Luoyi walked over with some refreshments and looked at Nangong Han cautiously.

"Miss Qin, are you still used to it?" Bai Zifeng looked at Qin Luoyi and said with a smile.

"Young Master Xie, it's good!" Qin Luoyi replied.

"That's good!" Bai Zifeng nodded, his eyes glancing at Nangong Han, but the latter did not react.

Qin Luoyi looked at Nangong Han, who was unwavering, carefully put the refreshments on the table, and then quietly retreated.

"Your face ...... With whom you owe money yes! Bai Zifeng looked at Nangong Han's face and quipped.

Hearing this, Long Junmo's face softened a little, "When are you going to go to the Underworld with me?" Nangong Han looked at Bai Zifeng and asked.

"In a few days!" Bai Zifeng said lightly.

"Are you supposed to ...... Are you trying to escape again? Nangong Han looked at Bai Zifeng and said suddenly.

When Bai Zifeng heard this, the teacup in his hand shook, and a few drops of tea overflowed.

"Haha...... How can it be! Bai Zifeng said with a smile, but no matter how you look at it, it's boring.

Nangong Han stared at him tightly and leaned into his ear, "It's okay, if you want to escape again, then I don't mind breaking your legs and imprisoning you by my side forever!" ”

Nangong Han leaned into Bai Zifeng's ear and whispered, but his gentle voice said cruel words, which made Bai Zifeng's body unconsciously shocked.

"No...... No! Bai Zifeng hurriedly waved his hand.

"That's the best!" Nangong Han looked at Bai Zifeng, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he chuckled.

Time flies and night falls.

And in the palace, in Mo Qingya's bedroom.

"Niangniang, Xiangye is here!" In the dormitory, Mo Qingya was lying on the soft couch with a big belly, and the palace maid on the side walked to her side and said softly.

"Father! Please! Hearing this, Mo Qingya hurriedly said.

After a while, Mo Xiong walked in wearing a black cloak.

"All of you go down!" Mo Qingya commanded to the palace maid on the side.

"Yes!" Those palace maids answered, and then retreated one after another, leaving only Mo Qingya and Mo Xiong in the dormitory.

"Father, you are here ......" Mo Qingya looked at Mo Xiong and said.

"Today...... Most of the people in the entire court support Long Junmo, and recently Long Junmo has been very close to the Queen Mother for some reason, originally thought that since Long Junmo took control of power, he would fight with the Queen Mother first, so that we can watch the fire from the other side, but now Long Junmo and Gu Lanyan are so close, there is no intention of fighting at all, in this way, on the contrary, the child in your belly has become a thorn in Gu Lanyan's side. Mo Xiong said with a serious face.

"The father...... What do we do now? After listening to Mo Xiong's words, Mo Qingya asked anxiously.

"Now there are only two paths, either just like everyone else, crawling under Long Junmo's hands, or ...... Just take advantage of the fact that Long Junmo and Gu Lanyan have not joined forces now, and strike first. Mo Xiong's voice was grim.

After listening to Mo Xiong's words, Mo Qingya fell into deep thought, and after a while, she spoke: "Father, then what are you going to do?" ”

"To be a father means ......" Mo Xiong made a gesture to wipe his neck, and the meaning was self-evident.

"So what are we going to do?" Mo Qingya asked.

"You take good care of the child in your belly now, and wait until you bring down Long Junmo and Gu Lanyan, then ...... As a father, you can put the child in your belly on the throne and push you to the queen mother, my Mo family...... He is the king of Yelan Kingdom! Mo Xiong said in a cold tone.

After listening to Mo Xiong's words, Mo Qingya fell silent, she didn't know, is this really that simple?

Seven Kings' Mansion.

Long Junmo returned to the room, took off his coat, and unconsciously glanced at the bed, as if he thought of Mo Jiuwu last night.

When Long Junmo reacted, he was unconsciously stunned, why did he care about this person?

Long Junmo shook his head and attributed all this to being Mo Jiuwu's head.

Late at night.

There was silence in Long Junmo's room, and even the sound of breathing was very small.

At this moment, the closed door was suddenly opened, and a figure crept in.

On the bed, Long Junmo's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and his sensitive hearing observed the voice.

And the figure tiptoed to Long Junmo's bed, looked at Long Junmo who was asleep, and gently stretched out his hand.

And just when that hand was about to touch the futon, it was suddenly grabbed by Long Junmo.

The figure looked at Long Junmo, who suddenly woke up, and his eyes froze.

And Long Junmo looked at the figure standing in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, the candle that was originally extinguished lit up, instantly illuminating the room.

"Bold!" Long Junmo scolded coldly, and then his other hand was ready to hit the figure in front of him.

"It's me!"

And at that moment, the figure said loudly.

Long Junmo paused, stopped, and then looked carefully at the person in front of him, and saw that the figure took away the covered arm, revealing Mo Jiuwu's face.

"Mo Jiu Dance!" Long Junmo said in a cold tone, obviously angry.

"It's me!" Mo Jiuwu snickered.

"Why did you come to my room?" Long Junmo looked at her coldly.

"I ...... I can't sleep, so ......," Mo Jiuwu said.

When Long Junmo heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, but there was no warmth on his face.

"It seems that you really don't take what this king said to heart, this king said, if you ......" Long Junmo said in a cold tone, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Jiuwu's next move.

Seeing that Long Junmo hadn't finished speaking, Mo Jiuwu suddenly took off his shoes, jumped on Long Junmo's bed, and even pulled the quilt over his body on his own.

"It's not early, good night!" Mo Jiuwu looked at Long Junmo, who was completely stunned, and said with a smile.

Long Junmo was stunned for a moment, completely unable to guess Mo Jiuwu's move.

By the time Long Junmo reacted, Mo Jiuwu had already closed his eyes and slept.

“！” Mo Jiuwu's face became darker and darker, and the green tendons on his neck flared up, as if he was not lightly angered by Mo Jiuwu.

Then, when Mo Jiuwu was caught off guard, Long Junmo even rolled up Mo Jiuwu with a quilt, and then carried it and walked out.

"Hey! Long Junmo, what are you doing! You...... You put me down! Mo Jiuwu, who was trapped by the futon, couldn't struggle at all, so he could only shout.

But Long Junmo didn't understand Mo Jiuwu's protest at all, and opened the door directly, threw Mo Jiuwu and the quilt out, and then closed the door with a "bang".

This quarrel attracted a lot of people, all of whom stopped to peek outside the courtyard.

Mo Jiuwu broke away from the quilt and stood up, looking at the merciless Long Junmo, Mo Jiuwu's heart seemed to have fallen to an extremely cold place.

"Go back to sleep!" Mo Jiuwu looked at the crowd peeking outside and said.

Mo Jiuwu opened his mouth, and those people immediately dispersed.

Mo Jiuwu looked at the closed door and sighed helplessly.

And Long Junmo, who was in the room, looked at the bed without a quilt, his face was extremely ugly, and then he didn't care about anything, he lay down, and with a wave of his hand, the candle was extinguished.

The Night...... It seems to be a long time, so long that some people have no intention of sleeping, so long that some people are waiting for it......

On the second day, Long Junmo got dressed, opened the door, and was about to go out, but was startled by the scene in front of him.

At the door of the room, Mo Jiuwu was wrapped in a quilt, and slept on the door frame like this, as if she was not sleeping comfortably, and in her sleep, her brows were already wrinkled.

Long Junmo looked at Mo Jiuwu's face, although it was a hot summer, but because of the dew in the evening, the temperature was still relatively low, but she stayed like this all night.

Thinking of this, Long Junmo looked at Mo Jiuwu's eyes and body with some changes, and even Long Junmo himself didn't notice this change.

Long Junmo looked at Mo Jiuwu's somewhat pale smiling face, and unconsciously stretched out his hand, but just as his hand was about to touch Mo Jiuwu's cheek, the sound of howling wind sounded outside the courtyard.

"Lord Wang, the Book of Rites is here!"

The sound of the howling wind made Mo Jiuwu, who was still asleep, wake up slowly, and his eyelids blinked up and down.

Long Junmo was startled, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and then kicked Mo Jiuwu with his foot, and said coldly: "Do you have no room by yourself?" I also ran to sleep here! ”

And Long Junmo's kick made Mo Jiuwu also wake up, and his originally hazy eyes instantly woke up.

Looking at Long Junmo, who was standing in front of him and looking down on him, Mo Jiuwu's face was a little dissatisfied.

"Yes! Never again! Hum! Mo Jiuwu snorted coldly, then threw the futon wrapped around his body towards Long Junmo, and then left.

Long Junmo grabbed the quilt, a little stunned, looking at Mo Jiuwu, who was only dressed in single clothes, Long Junmo's hand holding the quilt clenched unconsciously.

"Princess?" Seeing that it was Mo Jiuwu instead of Long Junmo who came out, Xiaofeng was stunned.