Mo Ronyan put down the tea cup, and a clear and broken voice escaped from his lips, "I won't take it."
Quan Hongying's face suddenly darkened: "What do you want?"
Mo Ronyan raised his eyes and looked at Quan Hongying with calm eyes, "I heard that the old King Xingming has a bloodline among the people?"
Quan Hongying's pupils suddenly shrank: "That's just a rumor."
Mo Ronyan looked away with an indifferent expression, "Then there's nothing to talk about."
When Mo Ronyan was talking, Xing Nanye slipped up to him and carefully pulled the hem of his clothes that was trailing on the ground.
His soft eyebrows were arched, and his charming little face was filled with satisfaction.
Quan Hongying looked at his nephew's worthless appearance and clenched his hands tightly behind him, with veins popping out on the back of his hands.
After a while, he said coldly, "How did you learn about this news?"
Mo Rongyan looked at Xing Nanye with disgust and tugged at the hem of his clothes.
Didn't pull it out.
"What do you plan to do with this bloodline, Lord Quan?"
Quan Hongying looked calm: "Of course I will take him back to the Xingming Palace to raise him."
Mo Ronyan raised the end of his eyes, half-smiling but not smiling, "Is the eldest princess so broad-minded?"
Quan Hongying narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to say?"
Mo Ronyan went straight to the point: "I will take care of the bead left behind by the old king of Xingming for you."
Surprise flashed across Quan Hongying's face: "Your purpose."
Mo Ronyan stroked the tea cup with his clear and clean fingertips, and said calmly, "If you are looking for someone within the Dongqi area, I can always find him faster than you."
After the sound fell, he raised his eyes and looked directly at Quan Hongying, "Or do you want others to find this lost pearl first?"
Quan Hongying narrowed his eyes, emotions surging in his eyes.
After a while, he said calmly, "What are the conditions?"
The corners of Mo Ronyan's lips curled up: "People must stay in Dongqi."
Quan Hong's eyes were full of inquiry: "The reason."
Mo Ronyan said in an unhurried tone: "Be a hostage."
Quan Hongying: "..."
very good.
A perfect reason.
He couldn't find any reason to refute.
Ah Fu scratched his head: "But the king wants to meet the princess..."
"If we find someone, our palace will naturally let the king meet him."
Mo Rongyan raised his eyes, and his calm and indifferent eyes fell on Ah Fu, which made his heart palpitate, "But, I want to take him away."
Quan Hongying looked at him steadily.
After looking at each other for a few seconds, he said coldly, "Okay."
The corners of Mo Ronyan's lips curled up: "Tell me about the characteristics of the pearl left by the king."
Quan Hongying: "I have a red lotus birthmark on my waist. I am thirty-six years old."
When Mo Rongyan heard this, his pupils almost shrank.
The mother-in-law is thirty-five years old and has a red lotus birthmark on her waist.
But if the mother-in-law is not a biological daughter of the Liu family, her age is not true.
He remained calm and concealed the strange look in his eyes: "Well, I will ask the Zilin Guards to investigate as soon as possible."
Quan Hongying frowned: "In Ye'er's situation, returning to Xingming will only hold you back..."
Su Ruotang rolled her eyes and interrupted him lightly, "If I cure him, I will have one more enemy."
Ah Fu curled his lips and interrupted, "Young Master will not hurt you."
Su Ruotang sneered: "I started dreaming before I even slept."
"Young Master really didn't want to hurt you."
Su Ruotang looked at him suspiciously: "This one is stupid."
Ah Fu looked serious and emphasized again, "Third Princess, the young master really will not hurt you."
The young master just wants to marry you.
He didn't dare to say this.
He had no doubt that if he said it, the big Buddha in the room would kill the young master instantly.
Su Ruotang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "Master Quan, how can you guarantee that I saved Xing Nanye and he will not become our enemy?"
Quan Hongying looked at Xing Nanye who was sitting at Mo Ronyan's feet: "Let him write a letter of commitment."
Su Ruotang sneered: "Is a guarantee written by an idiot useful?"
Quan Hongying said solemnly: "Ye'er has the heaviest commitment, and he will recognize everything he signs."
"Once he promised to give food to a beggar. Ye'er went there to wait for the beggar for five consecutive days, but did not meet the beggar. Ye'er did not give up and kept letting his servants wait until he met the beggar again a month later. A beggar brings food to him."
Su Ruotang's peach blossom eyes widened: "Is this okay?"
Quan Hongying nodded: "Yes."
Mo Ronyan raised his hand and lifted Xing Nanye's chin, "Write a letter of commitment."
Xing Nanye's eyes were filled with confusion: "What is a letter of commitment?"
Mo Ronyan took out a pen and paper from under the low table: "I'll read it, you write it."
"Ye Ye doesn't know how to read."
Mo Ronyan: "...I'll write it, and you copy it."
"What do you mean by copying it again?"
"Draw it again."
Xing Nanye's eyes were excited: "Yeye is very good at drawing. Daddy, hurry up and draw."
Quan Hongying's forehead jumped hard when he saw his excitement.
Su Ruotang laughed so hard that her branches trembled: "Today I finally saw what it means to sell yourself and pay for someone else's money."
Ah Fu curled his lips and said, "Young Master will definitely be furious to death after he recovers."
Mo Ronyan quickly wrote a letter of commitment: "Finish according to the drawing."
Xing Nanye grabbed the pen and drew without hesitation.
Ah Fu couldn't help but enter the room and read: "Xing Nanye, the eldest grandson of Emperor Xingming, hereby promises that when the third prince of Dongqi and his wife come to Xingming, they will be treated as guests."
"The third prince Dongqi and his wife are the eternal honored guests of Xingming."
"Xing Nanye promises that he will never be enemies with the two of them. He will only regard the third prince and concubine of Dongqi as a friend and has no other ideas."
Ah Fu looked at Xing Nanye, who was painting with a serious expression, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Young Master, I hope you will still be so happy after reading this letter of commitment after you recover.
Xing Nanye happily finished drawing the promise letter and looked up at Mo Ronyan with blinking eyes.
Mo Rongyan raised his chin: "Sign and press paw prints."
Handprint in case he doesn't admit it.
He couldn't deny the paw prints.
