Mo Xuanchen's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes suddenly looked at her, his eyes slightly different.

The woman was still persistent and smiled like a flower.

"Please... I specially soaked it for you!!"

Mo Xuanchen lowered his eyes and looked at the teacup. Finally, he took the teacup with his left hand and casually closed the map on the table with his right hand.

"Thank you sister!!"

"Sister..." The woman smiled and covered her lips, with charming eyes: "Sister? When did you change to call me sister? You have always called my sister..."

Mo Xuanchen's feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and the misty mist flashed his eyes, unable to see clearly.

"Sister, that's a childhood joke. Is it serious?!"

"A joke from childhood?" The woman turned her head and stroked his clothes with her fingertips: "It would be better to say that it was our childhood sweetheart... the oath... but when we grew up, we couldn't help it..."

Mo Xuanchen took two steps back again, put down the teacup, and put away the map.

"Sister, you are married, why do you have a skill in making tea have deteriorated?! The green robe before the rain..."

He stared suddenly and he looked into her eyes.

“It’s no longer the taste of the past…”

The woman's eyes suddenly sank: "The green robe before the rain is still the same... It becomes yours, you no longer like the taste of the past!!"

After collecting the map, Mo Xuanchen walked out of the hall.

"Everything changes, people always change! What's more, it's just the taste of a cup of tea!!"

Tears rose in the woman's eyes: "You have indeed changed!"

Mo Xuanchen smiled faintly at the corner of his lips, and his steps did not stop at all.

The moment he stepped out of the hall gate, his mental power poured out, and everything was marked.

Seeing his figure disappear, the woman's eyes fell on the map he had just collected.

With a fierce look on her face, she quickly walked over and raised her hand to grab the map.

"Buzz!"

A barrier broke out and instantly knocked her away three feet away.

Mo Xuanchen's sarcastic voice suddenly came: "Sister, you'll come back once, so let's talk to the sisters. There is nothing suitable for you to see in my study!!"

A blood mark appeared on the corner of the woman's lips and she silently looked at the direction of the palace gate.

After a long time, she gritted her teeth and said, "Ling Luoyu?!! It's not your turn to ask for what I don't want! As long as he was mine, he will be mine for the rest of his life!"

His right hand opened, and a golden light was released, instantly overturning the surroundings.

"Buzz!"

Several ripples from the barrier came, and the golden light spread out.

The light was dissipated, and the woman laughed instead of anger.

"Mo Xuanchen, the person who knows me Jinzhu the most is still you!! You also know that I will be angry after you leave and ruin your study... So I got out of the barrier!! It seems that... we are the most created pair!! Haha..."

Amid the crazy laughter of Jinzhu, a golden light suddenly burst out from the hall.

The guards at the door looked at each other, shook their heads silently, pretending that nothing had happened, and continued to look into the distance.

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In the iron hole, due to long-term consumption, Feng Chenglin had already developed hypoxia, blushed with purple lips, and was panting.

"Fuck... I won't be angry... suffocating to death, are you?"

He had fantasized about his countless kinds of deaths, and even died under the peony flowers, but he didn't expect that he would be suffocated to death one day.

"Damn... If I really suffocate... I will be laughed to death by seeing the third young master again a hundred years later..."
Chapter completed!