Shi Hang said to Lan Qingyu again, "You don't have to worry about the affairs of the Western Jin Dynasty. Lan Mojie has been very strange recently, and I haven't figured out his purpose yet. You can wait for a while, but the affairs of Meizong are up to you."

Lan Qingyu thanked Shi Hang again.

Mo Yao also gave instructions for some things, and then the two cut off contact.

Lan Qingyu found it so miraculous, and she also noticed that Mo Yao and Shi Hang did not have any bad conditions because of this. To confirm it, Lan Qingyu grabbed Mo Yao's pulse and checked it, and the result was that nothing happened.

So how do they transmit images and sounds?

Could it be that we have mobile phones and computers like in modern times???

Mo Yao saw Lan Qingyu's confusion, so he took Lan Qingyu to find a sturdy tree, then landed on the tree, found a slightly comfortable place, and took Lan Qingyu to lie down on it to sleep.

Lan Qingyu looked at Mo Yao, waiting for Mo Yao to give her an answer.

But Mo Yao remained silent.

Lan Qingyu looked at Mo Yao and really didn't want to say anything, but she had to get back the letter her brother gave her.

"Mo Yaonie, where is my brother's letter? That's mine." Lan Qingyu looked at the calm man in front of her unhappily and said through gritted teeth.

Mo Yao's eyelashes twitched slightly, but he still did not respond to Lan Qingyu's words.

"Mo Yaonie, give me my brother's letter!" Lan Qingyu was really unhappy. That was her brother, the first person she met when she came to this world.

Lan Qingyu couldn't help feeling a little angry when she saw that Mo Yao didn't move for a long time.

"Mo Yao!"

Mo Yao turned to look at Lan Qingyu and said gently, "Little Feather, it's getting late, let's go to bed early. Although it's very unfair for you to be in this wilderness, don't worry, I'm here, I won't let you get hurt."

"Mo Yao, my letter!"

Lan Qingyu ignored Mo Yao's words. What she didn't understand was why Mo Yao didn't give her the letter. Was that a letter from his brother?

Mo Yao looked at Lan Qingyu's slightly angry face. He held her waist with one hand and clamped her chin with the other hand. He said in a domineering tone, "Little Feather, that's a man's letter! I don't allow you to read it!"

"Mo Yao, that's a letter from my brother!"

"Neither your brother nor your father can do that!"

Lan Qingyu looked at Mo Yao hatefully, totally not knowing what to say. She surrendered.

"How about you read it out to me?" Lan Qingyu said negotiatingly.

Mo Yao then took out the letter leisurely and opened it slowly.

But when it was halfway open, Mo Yao said, "Little Feather, there is no light."

Lan Qingyu almost vomited blood, "With your current ability, can you not see the words?"

Mo Yao lazily lay on the tree branch, one hand under his head, his eyes shining like the stars in the sky, making it impossible to look away, "Little Feather, I'm very tired now, let's talk tomorrow!"

"puff--"

Lan Qingyu felt that he must have internal injuries. Why was this guy so annoying!

"Hmph!" Lan Qingyu sullenly found a tree fork and prepared to wade over, but Mo Yao pulled her over and hugged her tightly.

Lan Qingyu just felt that his breathing was a little bit uncomfortable.

"release!"

Mo Yao's voice was very thick, and he looked drowsy, "Shh, little feather, don't talk, go to sleep!"

Lan Qingyu had no choice but to let Mo Yao hug her. It would be better to wait until dawn to talk about the letter!

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