
Eraapos;s Solemn Con
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author: Feng Qing
Looking at Little Treasure's leisurely departure, Mo Su Yun sighed with frustration. Wasn't he really no match for Little Treasure Despite his efforts and painstaking planning, could it be that he still couldn’t compare to that seemingly carefree fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth Could the people of Ding Prince’s Manor really have such unique advantages No way!,"Idiot." Leng Junhan muttered under his breath. Feeling soft-hearted made him an even bigger fool; he was worried that she would be killed by the people Mo Su Yun sent after her, yet it wasn’t as if he himself wouldn't suffer the consequences either. Now, dragging a woman who couldn't do anything around to deal with the highly skilled palace guards of Nan Chu was just making things more complicated. Leng Junhan thought to himself that if he were to die, it would be because of his own stupidity.,Moxiuyao sneered and said, "What's this little brat up to now" When Mo Xiaobao turned fifteen years old, he finally won the right to use his full name. The previous Duke Ding finally felt guilty about having his son, who was going to inherit the position of Duke Ding, using such a childish nickname that harmed the dignity of the Duke Ding.。