She was stunned for a few seconds, lifted up her skirt, and sat down opposite him.
He didn't even raise his head, his eyes fell on the guqin, and his tone was as calm as ever, "I have something to discuss with you."
He was talking about discussion, but there was no hint of discussion in his tone.
It seemed that he had already decided to call her, just to inform her.
Mu Lingyue said nothing.[
"The elders have found a way to take out the spirit beads."
Only then did he slowly raise his head, looking at her emotionlessly with his cold, beautiful eyes.
"any solution?"
She looked at her anxiously.
Mo Xuanyu gently flicked the strings and said calmly, "Hemolysis."
"Hemolysis?"
She stared, with a puzzled look on her face.
"It means fusing your and my blood together. Since the spirit bead refuses to come out because you have the same breath in your body, then if our blood is compatible, the spirit bead will naturally return to my body."
Mu Lingyue was stunned, her face changed, and after a long while, she bit her lip and said slowly, "Then what can we do to make our blood fuse together?"
Mo Xuanyu's eyes shifted from the guqin to her, and he glanced at her, "You will know by then."
"Okay, you can go."
He lowered his eyes and did not look at her again. His fingers began to play on the strings again, and a sound like fairy music flowed out from his fingertips.
Mu Lingyue hesitated for a moment, stood up, turned around and prepared to leave.
"etc..."
As soon as she took a step, he stopped her.
She didn't turn around, she just stood there, and the people behind her didn't make a sound.
After waiting for a while, I heard him say quietly, "Are you really willing to go to Xiaoyao Hall to serve your elder brother?"
Before Mu Lingyue could say anything, another voice rang in her ears, "If you dare to say anything wrong, come back and see how I will deal with you."
She was startled, it was Lan Qingyue's voice.[
Suddenly, she was ashamed and angry.
He seemed to be able to see what she was doing and saying all the time, leaving her with no right to privacy at all.
"Why are not you talking?"
Another cold and light voice came into her ears. She scolded all eighteen generations of Lan Qingyue's ancestors in her heart, and said with great reluctance, "Yes."
Silence again...
After a while, Mo Xuanyu's voice sounded again, "Get out."
She could clearly hear the disdain in his words, maybe he was thinking in his heart that she was no different from those women who loved Mulan Qingyue. She was deceived by his charming appearance, and she was also a person who coveted beauty.
However, what he thinks in his heart has nothing to do with her.
After retrieving the spirit bead, she will leave here and will never see him again.
What does it mean whether he has a good or bad impression of her?
Xiaoyao Hall---
A woman's figure is reflected in a bronze mirror placed on the table.
Mo Nu stood aside and said cautiously, "Your Highness, if Your Highness wants to take out the spirit beads first, I'm afraid... he will have to dissolve the blood with that mortal. But how can such a humble bloodline of a mortal be integrated into His Highness's blood?"
Beside the table, Lan Qingyue lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering her eyes, her silver hair hanging on Fei Yi, a section of snow-white skin exposed on her chest, and a faint smile on her charming androgynous face.
"She comes from another world and is different from ordinary mortals."
"But..."
Hearing what Lan Qingyue said, Mo Nu became anxious.