Mo Ziqian said when he heard this. "That woman never imagined that the wife she married me was such a capable person! If she knew, I guess she would have smashed the wall! ”

"Poof." Leng Moxi burst out laughing, and his expression was no longer nervous just now. "I didn't expect you to be a poor scholar too!"

"I'm only playing with you!" Mo Ziqian looked at Leng Moxi affectionately.

Leng Moxi's face turned red. "I won't tell you, I'll go see grandma!"

The old lady couldn't get up directly on the couch after she came back because she ran too quickly and was in a hurry, Leng Moxi fed her a pill that smoothed her qi and blood, and now she was lying on the couch resting.

Leng Moxi glanced at nothing, and then instructed Wang Ma to hurry to the side house where Mo Ziqian was, although it was in a courtyard, but there was still a way to go.

Mo Ziqian was lying there with his eyes closed to recuperate, his back was no longer so painful because of the medicine Leng Moxi had given him just now, and it was replaced by a slight coolness, and suddenly, his eyes that were closed suddenly opened, his ears moved slightly, and after carefully distinguishing them, his eyes closed again.

At this time, Leng Weiqian appeared at the door of the side room. "How come you have suffered multiple injuries, and even your kung fu has deteriorated?"

Mo Ziqian's eyes slowly opened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Because I know it's an acquaintance, I'll continue to raise it for a while."

The two looked at each other, and Leng Weiqian first pursed his lips and turned his head. "I didn't expect you to be a man!"

Mo Ziqian raised his eyebrows. "You mean I mentioned that Mei was beaten by the board?"

Leng Weiqian nodded.

"Actually, as far as this matter is concerned, it's that I'm sorry for them, Mimei is just affected by me, and they might be safer if it weren't for me."

At the end of Mo Ziqian's words, his eyes became even more profound.

Leng Weiqian raised his feet and straddled a round stool. "You have a bit of a conscience! But I want to know who you are? ”

"What people. Ha ha. Ahem, ahem. Mo Ziqian laughed unconsciously, and as a result, the wound was touched, and sometimes there was a violent cough. Ahem. Cough.. Can I say I don't know who I am? ”

Leng Weiqian saw that Mo Ziqian's expression was different, and he couldn't help asking. "How?"

Mo Ziqian restrained his mind. "Third brother, can you answer me a question first?"

"Say!"

"Last time you said that the 'Golden Needle Lock Point' was the secret technique of the Goryeo royal family, I want to ask how secret that secret technique is!"

Leng Weiqian frowned. "Are you trying to ask if this is possible?"

Mo Ziqian gritted his teeth and nodded. "Yes!"

"There is no such thing! This golden needle lock point is a hundred years of secret art of the Goryeo royal family, only the emperor's son can learn, and not every son can learn, it must be a prince with excellent bones can learn, once the other princes find out that there is a private heir, they will all be punished as rebellion! ”

After listening to Leng Weiqian's words, Mo Ziqian's brows tightened even more, so to speak, that mysterious person must be the prince of Goryeo! So why did he find him? Is it a coincidence, or is there something else hidden in what Qu Ruoxuan said?

"Brother! There you are! Leng Moxi walked in from the door. Is this the case with Mimei? ”

"It's okay! Flesh wounds! Just rest for a few days! ”

Leng Moxi let out a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then said. "Then help Mo Ziqian take a look!"

Leng Moxi said and turned to the direction where Mo Ziqian was lying, Mo Ziqian's stunned eyes were very empty, and Leng Moxi shivered when he saw it. "What's wrong with you?"

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