After a moment of silence, Mo Hanqing suddenly asked Ye Qiqi, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"
"Ah?" Ye Qiqi was slightly startled. His little head was still thinking about what he just said about the nine sons of the dragon. Why did he suddenly ask about something else
"Are you afraid of ghosts??" Mo Hanqing looked at her fair and tender face and asked again patiently.
"Uh... I haven't seen a ghost yet..." Ye Qiqi replied honestly.
There are many things, and you don’t know whether you are afraid of them until you see them.
For example, a bear... For example, a tiger...
When grandpa told her stories in the past, he always described these beasts as terrifying, but when he actually saw them...
Only then did she realize that they couldn't defeat her anyway...
So there is nothing to be afraid of.
As for ghosts... um... the maids in the villa seemed to be quite scared, but she had never seen a ghost before, so she didn't know if she could defeat one.
If she can survive the fight, she shouldn't have anything to fear...
Ye Qiqi tilted her head and thought about it in her mind, then raised her head and said to Mo Hanqing: "I won't know this until I fight a ghost."
“…”
Mo Hanqing was speechless for a moment.
After thinking about it, he changed his approach and asked her: "Are you afraid of killing people?"
"I'm not afraid." Ye Qiqi replied quickly this time: "There is nothing to be afraid of the dead. They are dead and cannot move. My grandpa said that what is more terrifying than the dead are bad people. Bad people will try their best to harm you. , but dead people don’t.”
"Well..." Mo Hanqing was slightly absent-minded after hearing what she said.
What's more terrible than the dead is the bad guy...
It seems that is indeed the case.
He recalled those people in the palace and couldn't help but sneer. When he looked at Ye Qiqi again, his eyes suddenly became much softer.
Although she was domineering and unreasonable, fierce and not gentle, she never thought of harming him.
Ye Qiqi looked at his handsome face, her eyes full of questions. She didn't know why Mr. Mo suddenly asked such a question.
"Actually..." After Mo Hanqing was silent for a long time, he finally spoke slowly and said to Ye Qiqi in a cold voice: "You are not very annoying."
"ah?"
"I mean, I don't hate you very much." Mo Hanqing glanced at her again, then turned around and continued to look at the situation in the hall.
"Why?"
Ye Qiqi stood there, blinking her watery eyes, and suddenly came back to her senses. Her red mouth pulled out a bright smile. She held up her skirt, caught up with Mo Hanqing, and tilted her head. She looked at him and asked with a smile: "Really? Master, you don't hate me? Then do you like me a little bit?"
“…”
Mo Hanqing's steps forward stopped momentarily.
He lowered his head, looked at the small face in front of him with his deep black eyes, and said with an indifferent expression: "No."
?
Ye Qiqi blinked, not quite understanding the meaning of this word.
"Just because I don't hate you doesn't mean I like you." Mo Hanqing said to her in a cold voice, "If you want to stay in this mausoleum, continue to block me."
"Mausoleum?" The smile on Ye Qiqi's face suddenly froze, "You mean, we are... in a tomb now?"