Mo Hanqing and Ye Qiqi turned their heads at the same time and looked at the visitor.
And after Mo Xiuzhu saw the two figures on the bed clearly, he instantly petrified on the spot.
After a moment of silence, Mo Xiuzhu looked at the disheveled Mo Hanqing and suddenly came back to his senses. He blushed and quickly looked away, looking around, not knowing where to look. .
"That...that...I'm sorry, uncle, I, I, I...I don't know what you and Auntie are talking about...what, I'd better go out first..." After Mo Xiuzhu said a few words incoherently, he raised his head The steps came and he rushed out quickly.
He was like a gust of wind, coming and going without a trace. Ye Qiqi didn't know how to react for a moment.
Mo Hanqing lowered his eyes slightly, glanced down at Ye Qiqi, then lifted the thin quilt on his body and whispered: "Get up, Xiuzhu is still waiting for us outside."
"Oh... oh." Ye Qiqi responded subconsciously, and then got up numbly behind him.
After freshening up, Mo Hanqing opened the door cheerfully, looked at Mo Xiuzhu who was standing outside the door with a red face, and said expressionlessly: "Come in."
Mo Xiuzhu looked up at him, then followed him in obediently.
In the room, Ye Qiqi was sitting on a chair, holding a glass of water and drinking. Mo Hanqing naturally walked to another chair next to her and sat down, then said to Mo Xiuzhu: "Say Well, what’s the matter?”
Mo Xiuzhu immediately looked at him with a tearless expression on his face and said: "It's not like those people from Beichen Kingdom insist on engaging in martial arts competitions. Now, our Mo Kingdom's top martial artist has lost several games in a row. My father The emperor's face is getting more and more ugly now, uncle emperor, please lend me your cold guard quickly! If I lose again, I think my father will probably prevent me from entering the palace for the rest of my life."
"Are the people from Beichen Kingdom so powerful?" Ye Qiqi, sitting nearby, couldn't help but ask after listening to Mo Xiuzhu's words.
"Yes." Mo Xiuzhu nodded and said with a sad face: "The key point is that those people are very mean-mouthed. After every competition, they say that there is no one in Mo country, and the top martial arts champion is even better than the children of Beichen Kingdom. If they don’t, they say our martial arts masters are just rubbish among rubbish and ask them to go back and start practicing from the horse stance again.”
"They actually said that in front of my royal brother??" Mo Hanqing frowned with a pair of delicate eyebrows and asked with a hint of displeasure in his voice.
"Yes, I don't show any mercy at all. Uncle Emperor, you haven't gone to the palace to take a look in the past few days. Those people from Beichen Kingdom would be hurt by what they say." Mo Xiuzhu nodded repeatedly.
Mo Hanqing turned around, glanced at Ye Qiqi lightly, and then continued to ask: "Where do those people have the confidence to say that?"
"A few of them said they were the disciples of the best master in the world." Mo Xiuzhu thought about it carefully, and then hesitantly said: "They said they were the disciples of Beixiu, the best master in the world!"
"They are talking nonsense! The number one master in the world is obviously my grandfather!" Ye Qiqi finally couldn't help it when he heard these words, and said to Mo Xiuzhu in a clear voice: "My grandfather Ye Jue is the number one in the world. A master!"
"This...Master Ye Jue hasn't appeared in the world for many years..."
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Good night, okay!