"That's your mother's elder brother, Mo Ao, who is also the leader of the Mo family now..."
Mo Ao... Mo Ranran nodded and sighed:
"Dad, I think he will definitely tell the people above. Maybe they will give them news tomorrow. Although he didn't say how to save his mother,... his daughter felt that he would not ignore it..."
The King of Nan shook his head: "Now, it seems that it is not his own business..."
The key is, is there anyone who can save Ru Lian?
"Your Majesty, don't worry, wait tomorrow to see if they will send someone over..."
The King of Nan once said that Mo Li only had three children. At this time, Princess Nan was like this, how could he be indifferent?
Everyone's bloodline is always closely related to cultivation. He has seen Mo Ranran's terrifying cultivation speed, and he is very confident in Mo Ranran.
Perhaps, Mo Ranran could save Princess Nan.
"Well, let's do it first. You guys go and have a rest first..."
Everyone nodded and left, and Luo Chen also followed Mo Ranran obediently.
"Yi, you said that my brother will win in the martial arts conference with a chance to win..."
Although they decided to let Luo Ji participate, the Li family should not be soft persimmons. This martial arts conference should be more dangerous than the competition outside.
"I don't know, we don't know their strength. Ranran, don't worry. If they can really save Princess Nan in this martial arts conference, I can also attend..."
He didn't know how much Luo Ji had hoped to win, but his Fire Dragon Trick was the best martial art in the world. If he did it, he would have greater hope of winning.
"Can you... participate?" Mo Ranran shook her head. This should not be something that anyone can participate.
"The Mo family has the custom of marrying into a family. This daughter is the same as a son. You are their granddaughter, and I am your husband, so naturally I can participate..."
Sima Yi rubbed Mo Ranran's head and drank his head and kissed the ends of her hair in a doting way:
"If you promise to me, then you will be able to get you a champion even if you try your best..."
Boom... Mo Ranran's pretty face turned red. This person is really. When has it been, and he still remembers that?
"you……"
"Dad, what do you want for your mother..."
Sweat, an invincible voice sounded, and the big black grape-like eyes shone with curious brilliance, but this question...
Mo Ranran's face was embarrassed. Sima Yi was really good. Why didn't he notice that their Chenchen was still there?
Isn’t this teaching the child to say such things in front of the child?
"Uh... Chenchen, do you want to learn martial arts?"
Sima Yi's face was also rare to embarrass. He admitted that he forgot Xiao Chenchen, who had never said anything, was wrong.
"I don't want to, my mother said I'm too young and don't need to learn..."
He is so old and still young? Sima Yi is so resentful, but his face still has a smile:
"Don't you want to protect your mother?"
"Tsk, aren't it all adults who protect children? Why do you let children protect them in turn? It's boring..."
Sima Yi found that he was despised and was his son.
However, what this little guy seems to make sense.
"Ahem, this... Chenchen, you are not young anymore, you should learn something. You will always find a wife in the future. At that time, don't you need to protect her?"
Sima Yi continued to be tempted by nature, Luo Chen tilted his little head, and after thinking about it, it was rare that he could not refute it.
"Come on, Daddy teaches you martial arts..."
Seeing the two people leaving, Mo Ranran smiled helplessly. This little Luo Chen finally started to activate his lazy tendons. It turned out that he had been unwilling to learn martial arts and had been looking for reasons.
However, his talent is good, and he can even practice the Fire Dragon Skill unknowingly. Such talent makes people jealous.
Thinking of the attack on the carriage that day, she was a little helpless when Xiao Luochen got it done. If this little guy was well trained, he would be an invincible little bodyguard. Mo Ranran thought, and had a little more calculating in her heart.
"King Nan, my master invites you to come..."
The next day, someone from Mojiazhuang came to invite them. Mo Ranran smiled slightly and everyone followed.
If what she expected was right, this time she should have gone to see the old man from Mojiazhuang, Mo Liu, the old man who had to say that he wanted to break off relations with Princess Nan.
The Mojiazhuang covers a vast area and is not an exaggeration to say that it is larger than the imperial palace. However, the group of people just walked quietly, not caring about everything around them.
Even Xiao Luochen was lying obediently in Sima Yi's arms, his eyes rolled straight, and he bit his mouth without saying a word. He looked so cute.
"Dad..."
Although Mo Liu said that he had cut off the relationship, he was Rulian's father, and the King of Southern also respectfully called him Daddy.
"Hmph, I have already cut off my relationship with you. You should call me Mr. Mo..."
In the middle of the room was a gray-haired old man. His nose was humming, his beard was raised, and his voice was a little unhappy.
"Uh... Mr. Mo, the younger generation is here this time because Ru Lian..."
"Mo Ao has already told me that this girl didn't listen to me and insisted on following you. Now, what are you doing when I come back half-dead?"
Mo Liu looked at the Nan Wang unhappily, as if he had harmed Princess Nan Wang.
"Mr. Mo, it's wrong for you to say this. It's not because my mother doesn't want to come in the past few years. It's because you cut off your relationship with her that she dares not come back..."
Unable to hear Mr. Mo say this to his mother, Luo Yuner said angrily, and Mr. Mo glared at Luo Yuner:
"You little girl, even your mother dares not talk to me like this. Is this how the Nanwang Mansion educates children?"
This Mo Yuan... was a confrontation, and everyone was speechless. He was such a stubborn old man. There was no reason to say at all.
"Old Master Mo, maybe I should call you grandpa, right? Although my mother and dad have not come here over the years, they have never forgotten you in their hearts. Otherwise, they would not have named me Mo Ranran
, not Luo Ran…”
Although the old man was a little difficult, Mo Ranran was not worried. She smiled slightly and cleverly used her surname to make a fuss.
"You are Mo Ranran?"
After hearing Mo Ranran's words, Mo Liu felt a little more uncomfortable. He had heard of this name. It was Mo Ao who told him that it seemed that Ru Lian's coma had something to do with her.
However, he liked her name very much. Mo Ranran is his Mo family's surname.