Lan Qingyu raised her eyebrows, looked at Mo Yao in surprise and said, "The Emperor of the Nansheng Dynasty probably doesn't know that Sima Rui and Ling Yunzhi have become sworn brothers!"

Mo Yao hummed.

"This is going to be interesting. Since Ling Yunzhi came all the way from the Beiao Dynasty, he must have come for his brother Sima Rui. But now, Sima Rui is nowhere to be found. Once Ling Yunzhi comes, it will definitely bring a severe crisis to the Nansheng Dynasty. By then, it will be too late for Wu Chaokai to regret!"

Lan Qingyu smiled.

At this time, Prince Jin completely ignored the injuries on his body. He took some healing pills, tidied himself up a little, put on some makeup, and then went out with his head held high, chest puffed out, and looked confident and self-righteous.

Whenever he thought of the beauty he saw yesterday, Prince Jin's eyes lit up. He wished he could immediately press that beauty under him and ravage her hard. Whenever he thought of the beauty gasping for breath under him, he became extremely excited.

The streets were bustling with activity, a completely different world from the silence of yesterday. Prince Jin was now very dashing and elegant. He was wearing casual clothes and holding a folding fan in his hand, which he gently waved. Prince Jin had a smile on his face and a raised corner of his mouth, looking very uninhibited.

After walking on the street for a long time and still not finding the beauty, Prince Jin did not give up.

Since there was no peerless beauty on the street, there must be one in the restaurants and inns. Therefore, Prince Jin began to search in all the restaurants and inns in the capital, leaving no place unsearched.

From being confident and high-spirited at the beginning, he became dejected. He searched for almost a whole day but still couldn't find the beauty. He couldn't help but feel that the beauty he saw yesterday was like a flash in the pan. Could it be that she was really a fairy who came down to earth and has now returned to heaven?

Prince Jin returned to the Prince's Mansion with a sigh. He went to his room, fell on the bed, covered himself with the quilt and fell asleep.

The beauty that Prince Jin cared about wholeheartedly was being glared at viciously and unhappily.

Lan Qingyu held her forehead helplessly. She couldn't afford to fall in love with a jealous man, and she also couldn't afford to fall in love with a man who was too possessive.

"Little Feather, your husband is very hurt, and his heart is bleeding." Mo Yao's big hand with distinct joints was placed on his heart. You looked aggrieved and uncomfortable, and his black eyes flashed innocently.

Lan Qingyu pursed her lips and sighed inwardly. Wasn't it just because of a man? And a man she didn't know, was it necessary to be like this?

Lan Qingyu ignored Mo Yao. He had made it clear before, but he had to be jealous. If he was jealous, he still didn't know the identity of the woman following them.

She was not a fool. The woman looked at her with bloodthirsty eyes, as if she wanted to kill her immediately, skin her, and eat her up voraciously.

And looking at Mo Yao's eyes were filled with lingering affection and deep attachment. It seemed as if she was a woman who had been secretly in love with Mo Yao for many years, otherwise why would she hate herself so much.

There are some things Lan Qingyu doesn't ask and Mo Yao doesn't tell. Today, Mo Yao was so jealous that she felt a little hurt.

He got up indifferently, ignoring Mo Yao, went back to the room, lay quietly on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, lay on his side, closed his eyes, and went to sleep!

Mo Yao followed Lan Qingyu silently. In fact, he was not jealous at all. He just wanted to use this opportunity to suppress her once again.

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