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Chapter Forty-Eight: Why Do You Suffer?


As soon as Jiusi's aura appeared on the top of Kunlun Mountain, higher spiritual beings immediately felt it.

For example, Nightwolf.

A black tornado struck, but was stopped by the restrictions in front of the cabin.

When the black vortex disappeared, Night Wolf's slender and strong body appeared in front of the wooden house.

"Hey old fox, come out for me" After a moment of silence, the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and Jiusi, who had returned to his original appearance, walked out and looked at Yelang coldly.

Although Jiusi's cold eyes made his heart tremble, Yelang still insisted on asking: "What's wrong with Nuanyang?

Why is her breath so weak?"

"It's none of your business."

"Tsk, Nuanyang and I are friends, so why don't I take care of it?"

Hearing this, Jiusi looked at him seriously for the first time, but she really saw worry in his eyes.

The elves that appeared around him all looked at him with worried faces, or in other words, looked at him.

Towards the door behind him.

Finally he relented, and Jiusi replied expressionlessly: "She was slightly injured, but nothing serious.

She can wake up in a month at most."

"What kind of injury requires her to sleep for a month?"

Unexpectedly, this explanation made Yelang even more anxious.

"Is it useful to tell you?"

Yelang was stunned.

Wasn't it useful to tell him?

Even if Jiusi had been by her side, he couldn't stop it.

What could he do?

Thinking of this, he lowered his head dejectedly, and the body's big fluffy tail unconsciously appeared behind him, but it was just as listless as his master.

Until Jiusi returned to the room, he remained silent.

After a long time, he clenched his fists, looked at the cabin with firm eyes, and left the top of Kunlun Mountain.

The frontier returns to Yancheng.

Since the conversation that day, the relationship between Qinglian and Mo Lin has obviously become much closer, but to outsiders it seems that nothing has changed.

Mo Lin still treats his wife Lin Qi wholeheartedly, Qinglian still follows Mo Lin silently, and Mo Feng is as caring about Qinglian as before.

Then the soldiers in the army began to criticize Qinglian.

To everyone, she was a representative of ungrateful people.

At noon that day, Mo Feng came to Qinglian's door, holding a lunch box full of food in his hands.

He knocked on the door, and soon after, the door opened, and Qinglian stood in front of him with a helpless face.

"Here, lunch."

Mo Feng's eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

"Mo Feng, I've told you so many times, I will get the food myself, you don't have to bring it here specially."

"The dining hall is a mess.

It's not appropriate for you to go there.

And it's not troublesome to deliver food to you.

I have to go back to the courtyard after eating anyway."

Mo Feng explained with a smile, as if he didn't understand the impatience in Qinglian's tone. .

"Well, since that's the case, then you can do whatever you want."

With a heavy sigh, Qinglian took the lunch box and turned around and entered the room, and the door was closed in front of Mo Feng.

Mo Feng has been doing things like this recently.

Even though he is a prince, he has to do these things for her himself.

In the end, no one in the entire barracks knew about it, and it was hard for her to refuse again and again.

During dinner, she was afraid of being blocked by Mo Feng again, so she left the room early and went to the dining room to wait.

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Although it wasn't time for dinner yet, there were already many people waiting in line in the hall.

When they saw Qinglian's figure appearing here, they couldn't help but whisper.

"Hey, look, isn't that the famous Miss Qinglian over there?

I'm not dazzled, right?"

"You're not dazzled, it's indeed her."

"Why is she here?

Didn't His Highness the Second Prince always bring food back to her?"

"Who knows?

But I heard that Miss Qinglian is very fond of men.

Could it be that she came here to find a new love?

Don't fall in love with me.

I'm already married."

"Pah, even if you look like a bear, people can take notice of you.

Even though you have a bad reputation, she is pretty pretty.

If she takes a fancy to you, I'd be quite happy."

"You're still talking about me.

You should also take a picture of your own urine to see if you can compare with His Highness the Second Prince."

"Of course I can't compare with this.

What do you think she thinks that the second prince is so kind to her, but she doesn't appreciate it at all?"

"Isn't that right?

Where can she find a man who treats her so well?

It's so ungrateful."

Commentary voices like this kept coming to Qinglian's ears.

Even though the men had tried their best to lower their voices, her physical condition was getting better after taking Jiusi's elixir, and so was her hearing. .

She lowered her head and pretended not to hear.

She was tired of hearing such words in the past two days.

She would feel disgusted at first, but gradually she let them talk.

After all, these people are just strangers.

When she got the rice, wrapped it with cutlery and walked back, she ran into Mo Feng and Mo Lin.

Mo Lin saw her coming to get the meal by herself.

He glanced at Mo Feng in surprise and said, "Qinglian, you can wait in the room from now on.

I will send someone to deliver the meal.

There are all men here.

You are a daughter's house."

It’s really inconvenient.”

Qinglian smiled tenderly at him, and was about to explain, but was interrupted by Mo Feng: "Brother, please go and eat first.

I have something to say to Qinglian, and I will come over to you later."

After saying that, without waiting for Mo Lin to stop him, he took Qinglian's arm and walked to the less crowded path.

"I don't know when you got to know each other so well.

He calls you Qinglian."

Staring at Qinglian's face, Mo Feng spoke, his tenderness was no longer as tender as water, and there was a trace of sinister fervor in his eyes.

Qinglian forcefully shook off his hand that squeezed her arm.

Her arm was extremely sore and must have been red and swollen, but she had no intention of checking the wound at this time because she was frightened by Mo Feng's appearance.

"He didn't remember you at all.

What's the use of following him all day?

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What you did was just a joke in the eyes of everyone."

Qinglian remained silent, not saying a word, and allowed him to rage inexplicably in front of her.

Seeing her rare obedience, Mo Feng's tone gradually softened.

He sighed and stepped forward to embrace her in his arms, but she cleverly avoided him.

Mo Feng's outstretched arms froze in mid-air, his expression dark and unclear.

It took him a long time to retract his hands, and after taking a deep look at her, he turned and left.

Looking at his figure, Qinglian felt extremely helpless and could only say quietly, "Why are you holding on tight?"

, and then turned around and went back to the room

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