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160 Which is better, me or Ziqin?

Mo Shaohua's hand paused slightly, his eyes narrowed in displeasure, and he let out a cold scoff, "It's earlier than I thought."

For Jiang Wanyue to call his name and do that kind of thing on that occasion was a great disrespect to him. No matter how she was punished, the people from Duke Dingguo's mansion would definitely come to make amends.

"Uncle Fan, don't treat Duke Dingguo and Rushan lightly. I will be there soon."

Mo Shaohua put down the chess piece in his hand, stood up, walked to Bai Lanran, and touched her head tenderly, "I'll go and come back. It's cold outside, Ran'er, don't go out, let Fufeng talk to you."

"

He glanced at Fufeng, who had a smile on his face, picked up the moonlit fox fur cloak next to him, put it on, and turned around and left the Nuan Pavilion.

Duke Dingguo still has some power in his hands, and now he takes the initiative to apologize, which can be regarded as a proactive gesture.

After this incident, King Kang would definitely not be able to tolerate Jiang Wanyue becoming his princess. Neither he nor the royal family could afford to lose this person.

As he expected, King Kang and Jiang Wanyue canceled their engagement within these two days.

Since Princess Dingguo came to apologize and show her kindness, he must be more generous.

After all, many allies are better than many enemies.

Duke Dingguo originally supported the prince, and later became a party to King Kang. Now he wants to surrender to him. Such a wavering person can only be used for a while, but it is really difficult to trust him.

At this time when the court was in turmoil, it was time for him to enter the court and share the worries of his good father.

The little princess of the family helped him by accident, and she would definitely reward him well later.

As for Jiang Wanyue, now is her time of pain, and she should bear the consequences for everything she has done.

After Mo Shaohua left, Bai Lunran sat down where he had just been, put Tang Pozi in her hand next to her, and took off her cloak.

She doesn't know how to play chess and plays with the chess pieces out of boredom.

Opposite him, Fufeng propped up his chin and looked at her with a smile in his eyes, full of curiosity, "What kind of medicine did my sister use to make the young lady from the Dingguo family so insane?"

He has studied poisons for many years, but has never heard of such a drug that looks like poison but is not poisonous at all, and he is full of curiosity.

Bai Ranran was stunned for a while, then looked at him with a smile, "His Royal Highness Prince Ning has told you this, you two have a really good relationship."

She meant it as a joke, but Fufeng suddenly laughed, "Sister is jealous of brother. I don't know if Ziqin is interested in her, but brother, I only love soft beauties."

As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly understand what he meant and let out a "tsk", "Sister, he wouldn't think he couldn't get me, so he used you as a substitute, right? We don't look alike, so don't think too much about it.

"

Bai Lanran listened to his tea talk and some inappropriate remarks, and rolled her eyes, "He's not that interested either, but you have a good idea."

Although she didn't have much contact with Fufeng, Bai Liran didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

Fufeng is good, but she still doesn't feel like a family member to him.

Although he is often irrational, there is an unspeakable feeling in this cynicism that makes people think he is very credible.

If he can make Mo Shaohua trust him so much, he must be a trustworthy person.

She lazily leaned on the cushion behind her and told Fufeng the ingredients of the medicine. At the end, she added, "It's something that can't be used for fighting in the backyard. What do you want with this? Why,

Is there someone in your father’s backyard who wants you to take care of it?”

Fufeng listened to her words and couldn't help laughing, "Our mother is gone, what should I do to deal with those women? I just find it interesting and asked casually, does my sister really want to call him like your father?"

Bai Ranran smiled casually, "Why, is it possible to call me daddy?"

She doesn't need a father.

She does not deny that there are good fathers in this world. The original owner's late father Bai Xiucai was a very good father.

She didn't care much whether Qin Linyuan was good or not, after all, she had no feelings for him at all.

When Fufeng heard this, he shrugged and said no more.

Bai Ranran didn't know Mo Shaohua's plan, but his attitude towards Duke Dingguo and Jiang Qianye just now showed that he still needs the power in their hands.

Fortunately, she didn't leave any evidence when she took revenge on Jiang Wanyue, otherwise it would have caused trouble for Mo Shaohua.

The current situation seems to be beneficial to Mo Shaohua.

Did she help him by accident?

The two of them just sat there staring at each other. Bai Liran felt bored, so she got up and went to the bookcase next to her to randomly find a book. She took it and propped her chin up to read it.

She was familiar with the words in the book, but when they were put together, she didn't know what they meant.

"Alas~"

Hearing her unconscious sigh, Fufeng's eyes paused slightly and asked doubtfully: "But you can't understand?"

He found out everything about Bai Linran and found out that the person who raised her was a scholar and she had also learned some words since she was a child.

The book she was holding in her hand at this time had obscure content, and I was afraid it would be difficult for her to understand it.

"Now, look at it."

Bai Linran handed him the book and picked the chess pieces on the chessboard out of boredom.

Fufeng flipped through the book she handed him, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, looking at her with gentle eyes, "Just don't understand, brother, I'll explain it to you."

He stood up, sat on the stool where Bai Linran had been sitting just now, put the book on the chessboard, and read the contents of the book to her in a clear and elegant voice, explaining as he read.

Bai Ranran didn't pay much attention at first, but when she turned her head and saw his patient look, she suddenly felt a little dazed.

Once, she saw someone else's brother carrying his sister on his back, accompanying her to do her homework, and pampering her to satisfy her unreasonable demands, and she longed for him in her heart.

But her brother, even if he beat and scolded him, he would even take her life for the sake of being the head of the family.

The thought of having a brother who loves her has long been erased from her heart.

She looked at Fufeng with some fascination, and her eyes gradually became a little warmer.

I fantasized about whether she would be a happy sister if she grew up next to a brother like Fufeng.

Fufeng was a little uncomfortable with Bai Lianran's gaze. He closed the book and looked at Bai Lianran with a smile, "Why is my sister looking at my brother like this? Is there something wrong with my brother's face?"

Bai Ranran withdrew her gaze, curved her lips, and smiled sweetly, "There are no flowers, just some pretty ones."

Fufeng's appearance is impeccable, his beauty is indisputably androgynous, and he happens to have a full head of silver hair, which makes him look like a banished immortal who has fallen into the mortal world, which is really eye-catching.

When she said these words, Fufeng was stunned.

After a while, he came back to his senses and reached out to touch Bai Lianran's head. Bai Lianran ducked away uncomfortably. He retracted his hand, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, "My sister even teased her own brother."

He held his chin, smiled on his face, and raised his eyes slightly, and asked: "Which one do you think is more beautiful, Ziqin or me?"


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