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Xianrou stared at the thing in Mo Yuan's hand in shock, and murmured: "Persia~? Speaking of it~, Prime Minister Fang seems to have colluded with Persia, and seems to have received a lot of benefits from Persia~! He even wanted to use ' "Freedom" is the bait to let me frame you in front of the emperor~!"

Mo Yuan looked at Xianrou with the same surprise: "Then~, why didn't you agree~?"

Xianrou narrowed her eyes: "How do you know I didn't agree~?"

After a moment, she sighed again and said: "Actually, Prime Minister Fang is right. You and I...are separated by the hatred of the country and the family, but your hands are still stained by the people of Xiaoyao Kingdom." The blood of…!”

Mo Yuan pressed Xianrou onto the bed, and whispered in her ear: "You would rather endure the torture and humiliation from Prime Minister Fang than join him in framing me~! Tell me~, why is this~ ?”

Maybe it was because his actions were too intimate, which made Xianrou blush and her heart beat faster: "Da~, probably because..., because you are good-looking...!"

Before Xianrou finished speaking, she was interrupted by Mo Yuan.

The next day, Xianrou got up early. She came to the backyard to practice swordplay early in the morning. She hated her own incompetence. If she had recovered her inner strength, how could she let these young people bully her like this~! You must become stronger as soon as possible and restore your cultivation~!

She practiced so hard that the skin on her hands was worn out, but Xianrou still didn't stop what she was doing. She was stopped by Mo Yuan who came to find her: "What's wrong with you~?"

As he spoke, he snatched the sword from Xianrou's hand and threw it to the ground angrily: "Your body has only just recovered a little bit. It will be too much for your body to practice swordplay in such a hurry. Haste makes waste, you are a martial arts practitioner. , do you still need me to teach you this~?"

Xianrou originally wanted to reply to him a few words, but she gave up after thinking of his words! In fact, what he said is quite right. My body can no longer withstand the intensity of ordinary sword training...!

Mo Yuan looked at her worriedly: "What's wrong with you~? Is there anything you can tell me~!"

Xianrou looked at him with a playful smile: "Have you and I reached a relationship where we can talk to each other about our concerns?"

Mo Yuan did not retort as before, but suddenly changed the subject and said: "Tomorrow night is the little emperor's birthday party, and all civil and military officials will attend. Even foreign nations such as Persia and Japan will come to pay homage and celebrate. .....! Ask Xiaoxiang to help you prepare~!"

Xianrou looked at him in surprise: "Get ready~? Am I just a fun show at the birthday party~?"

Mo Yuan laughed angrily at her words: "What~, adding to the entertainment~?"

He gathered up his cloak before continuing: "It's because the little emperor likes to be lively and wants to be pompous. So he allows his ministers to bring their families~!"

"You come with me tomorrow night~!" He said and put himself close to the delicate little face.

Xianrou turned away her little face in embarrassment: "I'm just a slave, what kind of family member do I have~?"

Mo Yuan straightened her little face: "Who said it's okay~? Didn't you say before that you would serve me for the rest of your life~?"

The day passed quickly, and the next night the whole street was brightly lit and bustling. Mo Yuan took Xianrou out early, and even took her to visit the bustling night market~!