C13 (1/2)

Chu Qing, you came at the right time. Why would there be such a thing in your room? First Madame scolded from the side. She was, of course, blaming her for everything, waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

What do I have to do with you? Mo Ningxue's expression was cold, carrying a faint sense of ridicule. Could it be that I, as a pet, have to report to you?

Why are you talking to your elders, child? First Madame's chest was violently moving up and down, her enchanting eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and then she sneered: Look, this thing you raised had bitten Miss Ling. You know, the Spirit is your uncle's only child. Once there's a good and bad one, can you bear the burden? Moreover, she's just a little bastard, and yet she still wants to attack people. I think we should deal with him as soon as possible, lest we bite everyone next time.

She looked at her defiantly. A little fish trying to capsize her big boat, maybe?

Mo Ningxue was too lazy to bother with her. She crouched down and picked up the coal briquet. However, her eyes looked pitiful, as if she was saying, ”I'm innocent!”

A hundred times over in his heart, the man was too bad. The master is the best, knowing how to save it.

Mo Ningxue caressed its back, didn't it have spells? Could it be that she was still weak when she helped him consume that Great Replenishment Pill? Damn it! They also tied it with a rope lock. Don't they feel like making a fool out of themselves by dealing with a helpless puppy? Or was Mo Zhiling's identity really so important to the heavens?

Mo Ningxue faintly swept a glance over everyone within the room. Very good, pretty much everyone had arrived. The Marquis, Crown Prince, Prince, First Madame, Mo Chuxia and the victim. It seems like these people also like gossiping? Otherwise, why would she get involved in everything?

Chu Qing, this thing cannot be kept. I will skin it to vent my anger. The voice of the Marquis Mo carried a cold command, but his eyes were ice-cold and could not reject it.

She could not care less about Marquis Mo as she had to untie the rope for the coal ball. However, this damned rope lock seemed to be a loop. It was extremely strange. No matter how hard she tried, she was unable to solve the problem. Inevitably, she felt a little frustrated in her heart.

You can't open it, that's the King's' Demon Locking Rope '. Without the King's incantation, you would have wasted your energy. First Madame's words were full of sarcasm. A little girl like her wanted to open this? It wasn't daydreaming.

Mo Ningxue glanced at First Madame. That glance, was as cold as autumn frost, instantly causing First Madame to feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She took a step back with a bit of a guilty conscience.

Mo Ningxue stood up and walked towards Yue Molu while carrying the coal ball as usual.

She stared straight at the prince, who was reclining on the couch, and said word by word, ”My lord, it is not a demon. If its kind is to be said, it is only a dog, it is a small animal.” Therefore, please be magnanimous and let this little life go.

Yue Molu slanted his eyes, looked at her, and then looked at the black curly-haired little thing in her arms. His silent eyes carried a trace of surprise, and his phoenix eyes narrowed.

That's right. Mo Ningxue nodded her head. It was just a dog, but it was a species that didn't exist in the ancient times — — Maltese.

The Maltese was very cute, like a little bear. They actually had the heart to hurt it. It was simply too cruel.

Yue Molu couldn't help but take another look at the little thing in her arms. This thing's bark was indeed that of a dog's, but its appearance was just too strange!

”Your Highness, Uncle, please don't blame Sister Chuqing. It's the spirit that ran into it. Since Little Sister Chuqing is so precious to it, please don't anger Little Sister Chuqing just for the spirit.” This made the spirit of the evil person, the spirit of the heart could not bear to see. Mo Zhiling's face still had undried tears, her elegant eyes carried grievance and forbearance, and her coquettish voice made people's heart ache.

Mo Ningxue snickered in her heart, it seemed like this Mo Zhiling was going to get rid of the coal ball no matter what! Look at her pitiful appearance, isn't she deliberately giving everyone a shot to prevent an attack? No wonder they insisted on dealing with the coal briquettes, it was all her fault. She was curious, how did the coal briquette offend this woman? You want to kill it? Was it because the coal briquette was too adorable? So, she stole her limelight? Thinking about it, Mo Ningxue clenched her fists tightly, wishing she could shatter that crying face and put on an act.

Sure enough, after Yue Molu finished listening, the space between his eyebrows twisted and he spat out a few words.