Su Ruotang rolled her eyes speechlessly: "Aren't you childish to be serious with children?"
Mo Rongyan said nothing, took the box handed over by Shen Shi with his long fingers, and waved it in front of Su Ruotang's eyes.
Under the cold moonlight, Su Ruotang looked at the white jade box and asked blankly: "What is this?"
Mo Ronyan's jade-like fingers held the jade box, which was even more eye-catching than the white jade box.
He tapped the jade box lightly with his fingertips and said calmly, "The thing you want most."
What you want most?
Su Ruotang's eyes suddenly seemed to light up with stars: "Is it Deep Sea Sunken Silver?"
Mo Ronyan hummed softly, handed the box to her, put his arm around her waist and got into the carriage.
Su Ruotang exclaimed and hurriedly caught the box, "Slow down, what if it falls?"
Before she had time to appreciate it, Mo Ronyan held her in his arms and sat down. He suddenly took the jade box from her hand with his long fingers and threw it casually on the soft cushion.
Su Ruotang's pupils trembled, as if he heard the sound of silver needles in the deep sea.
She kicked the man's calf angrily and leaned out from Mo Ronyan's arms to get the jade box, "Be gentle!"
Mo Ronyan's long and strong arms hugged her slender waist.
When her fingertips barely touched the jade box, she exerted a slight force on her hand.
Su Ruotang watched helplessly as her beloved baby moved further and further away from her.
She angrily grabbed the man's wrist, which even had elegant lines, and bit it hard.
Mo Ronyan's expression did not change.
When she let go, the man's cold tone came from above her head, "Madam, for my husband, I risked my reputation to be ruined and brought the deep-sea silver needle from the Qiao Mansion."
"How do you plan to reward your husband?"
Su Ruotang reluctantly turned his gaze away from the little baby and rolled his eyes, "Stop putting gold on your face!"
"Shen Shi obviously stole this from Qiao Mansion. Even if his reputation is ruined, it will be him who is ruined."
Mo Rongyan rolled up his sleeves without hesitation, revealing his cold white wrists that were bitten by her teeth, "Whose is Shen Shi?"
Su Ruotang looked at the terrifying red tooth marks on his cold white wrist and felt a little guilty, "His Highness's person."
"Then if he was found to have taken his own belongings without asking, how can we stay safe on our own?"
Su Ruotang: "..."
She really wanted to say yes without conscience.
But looking at the red and swollen tooth marks, I couldn't say anything.
Shen Shi, who was driving, twitched his lips when he heard the words of the unscrupulous couple in the carriage.
After His Highness married the third prince's concubine, his image almost disappeared.
Mo Ronyan calmly continued to dig a hole for her: "I risked my reputation to be ruined for my husband and got the silver needle for my wife."
After the last note fell, he raised his wrist and said, "Is this how you repay your husband?"
However, in just a few breaths, red and swollen tooth marks fell on the man's delicate and jade-carved wrist, making it even more terrifying and serious.
Su Ruotang felt even more guilty, but did not forget to point out the reason why she bit him, "If Your Highness hadn't thrown away my little baby, I wouldn't have been crazy enough to bite you."
Listening to her calling each little baby "Yinzhen", the color in Mo Rongyan's eyes gradually darkened.
He narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "So, it's still my husband's fault?"
The man's low laughter, echoed in the silent carriage, was extremely beautiful.
But Su Ruotang felt numb.
She took out the ointment from the medical bracelet and applied it to the man diligently. "Your Highness is not wrong. What is wrong is that Qiao Han does not understand human feelings."
"It would be great if he sells the silver needle directly to His Highness. Everyone will be happy."
It has to be like this, losing both his wife and his troops.
The girl's gentle breath sprayed on her wrists.
The white and tender fingertips, with ointment stuck to them, passed across his wrist.
It's like a feather sweeping over me, causing a numbing sensation that spreads to all my limbs.
Mo Rongyan's eyes became darker and darker, and his voice was clear and magnetic, "Then how does the madam plan to compensate her husband?"
compensate?
Su Ruotang paused with her fingertips and looked up at him warily, "What's the compensation?"
Mo Ronyan leaned against the carriage, raised his chin at his wrist, and said in a lazy and casual voice, "This."
Su Ruotang pretended not to understand and put the ointment into the man's other hand: "A bottle of ointment worth a thousand taels of silver, guaranteed to leave no scars."
"Is my compensation generous enough?"
Mo Ronyan tossed the ointment in his knuckled hand, and a low laugh escaped from his throat.
It was rare to see Mo Rong Yan smile, and Su Ruotang's eyes flashed with surprise.
Under the moonlight, the man's face is magnificent and beautiful, and he is most charming when he smiles.
It seems that the clouds and mist that have been shrouding the top of the snow-capped mountains slowly dispersed, revealing the breathtaking beauty of the snow-capped mountains.
She has always loved collecting jade sculptures.
But at this moment, she was shocked to realize that this was the jade sculpture she wanted to collect most.
Su Ruotang stared at Mo Rongyan in a daze.
But Mo Ronyan bent down and took out a roll of clean gauze from the hidden compartment of the carriage, "Am I more attractive to you than Deep Sea Chen Yin?"
Su Ruotang nodded subconsciously: "Yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, a roll of soft gauze was suddenly stuffed into his palm.
What followed was the man's slow voice, "Bandage it."
Su Ruotang rolled his eyes and bandaged him resignedly, "Actually, it would be better without bandaging."
After saying this, she tied a beautiful bow.
Mo Rongyan stroked the bow with his cold white fingertips, half-smiling but not smiling, "This is evidence that Madam repays kindness with revenge. You must keep it well."
Su Ruotang's slender fingers touched the jade box. He trembled when he heard the words and almost dropped the jade box to the ground.
With her delicate white hands, she quickly pressed down on the box and turned to glare at Mo Ronyan, "Who repaid a favor with a grudge?"
Mo Rongyan suddenly reached out and pinched her thin white wrist.
Su Ruotang felt the world spin for a while, and the jade box fell on the carpet.
When she came to her senses, she was sitting on the man's lap.
The slight burning sensation came through the thin fabric.
Alarm bells rang in Su Ruotang's heart, and her delicate white hands pressed against the man's tight chest.
She felt inexplicably cramped in the large carriage, and her voice stuttered, "You...you...what do you want to do?"
Mo Ronyan slowly rubbed her slender waist with his long fingers, "I just want to ask my wife for some compensation."
Su Ruotang felt the numbness in her waist, and her sweet voice trembled a little, "The fairy refuses the vulgar transaction!"
Mo Rongyan leaned back suddenly, and Su Ruotang was caught off guard and ran straight into the man's arms.
The tiny teeth struck the man's delicate collarbone.
"Hiss—" Su Ruotang gasped in pain, and her little face almost wrinkled into a ball.
She raised her head, with tears in her peach blossom eyes, "Why are your bones so hard?"
Hearing the third prince's concubine slap her down again, Mo Ronyan raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to pinch her delicate chin, and said in a clear and low voice, "The third prince's concubine is used to hitting her up."
The last note fell just as the carriage stopped.
Mo Ronyan bent down, picked up the jade box on the carpet with his long fingers, stuffed it into the arms of the third princess, and lazily picked her up.
The movements are done in one go, flowing smoothly.
Su Ruotang hugged the jade box that was suddenly thrust over her and exclaimed, "Mo Rongyan!"
She kicked the man's arm angrily: "Count yourself, how many times has this happened to you?"
"If it breaks, how can you compensate me?"
Mo Ronyan carried her upstairs with steady steps, pushed open the inn door with one hand, and said in a slow voice, "Am I more important, or is it more important?"
