C11 How about I Raise You?

"How should I know? I'm not a worm in her stomach." Mo Ranran rubbed his forehead, then turned to look at her father.

Dad, your son is so wild, do you not care?

Mo Hao looked up to the sky.

Mo Ranran: "..."

"Ranran knows but doesn't say it. Are you afraid of embarrassing yourself?" Mo Feiye raised his dark eyes slightly, and spoke with a teasing tone.

"It's not like I'm the one to be embarrassed. What do I have to be afraid of?" She simply did not want to go along with Mo Feiye.

"It's still early, how about I take Ranran to see a show?" He shifted position while hugging Mo Ranran, his voice sounding as delicate as a spring.

"I won't." Mo Ranran knew that Mo Feiye was definitely not bringing her to see a real opera.

"Come, big brother will bring you to see a show." As though he did not hear Mo Ranran's words, with a tap of his feet, Mo Feiye left the scene with Mo Ranran in his arms.

In the main hall, only Mo Hao, who was still in shock and had not yet recovered from his shock, remained.

Outside the guest room where the Mo Mansion crown prince resided.

"Crown Prince, thank you so much for helping this subject's daughter out today. This is a purse embroidered by this subject's daughter when she comes here. It's for your highness." Mo Qingqing looked at the Crown Prince bashfully, then handed the bag over to the Crown Prince with her delicate, jade-like hands.

"Does Ranran know what it means for women to give gifts to men?" On the rooftop in the distance, Mo Feiye whispered into Mo Ranran's ear.

The Crown Prince looked at the bag in Mo Qingqing's hands and did not immediately accept it.

When the hot breath hit on Mo Ranran's earlobe, it felt a little itchy, so Mo Ranran dodged for a bit.

"It's not like the crown prince took it." couldn't help but take revenge when he saw Mo Feiye's mocking gaze.

He hoped that the crown prince would give her some face and not let her slap his face.

"Crown Prince doesn't like it?" Seeing that the crown prince had not accepted it, tears faintly flickered in Mo Qingqing's eyes. Seeing the crown prince's pitiful appearance, the crown prince's heart softened and he extended his hand to accept Mo Qingqing's money.

The crown prince's eyes flashed and he instantly understood what Mo Qingqing was thinking.

"You didn't pick it up?" There was a hint of a smile in the deliberately low voice.

Mo Ranran's mouth twitched, the crown prince did not have any self-control at all.

"This subject's daughter bids you farewell." After sending the black bag out, Mo Qingqing turned and left after he finished speaking.

Ah!" He had only taken a few steps when Mo Qingqing's body tilted and fell towards the ground.

The crown prince hugged Mo Qingqing quickly, and just as he placed his hand on Mo Qingqing's waist, Mo Qingqing took the opportunity and fell into his embrace.

The Crown Prince was stunned, but soon after, he held her even more tightly. Feeling the soft touch in his arms, a light flashed across his eyes.

"Ranran's eyesight is so bad." Mo Feiye looked at the two who were hugging each other, and the corners of his mouth raised into a curve.

Mo Ranran, who had already guessed the outcome, replied calmly. "Since the show is over, can you send me back?"

"This kind of man is not worthy of my Ranran. Do you want this brother to help you divorce him?" Raising his eyes slightly, Mo Feiye said faintly.

"No need." Mo Ranran rejected him immediately, without thinking. Who would replace his little sister, Xiu Fu?

"But it gets in the way." Mo Feiye frowned, seeing that the crown prince was beside Mo Ranran, he felt that it was too much of an eyesore.

"Don't look at me if I'm too much of an eyesore." The eyesore still insisted on pulling her over to watch the show, so wouldn't it be fine if she didn't look at it?

"Give up on him and I'll raise you, okay?" Putting his chin on Mo Ranran's shoulder, Mo Feiye said half-jokingly half-seriously.

"Thank you. I can support myself." She didn't want to spend the rest of her life with him.

"Will you leave the Crown Prince's Palace after obtaining the Soul Recovery Pill?" With no results, Mo Feiye slowly spoke out.

"How did you know about the Soul-Returning Pill?" Mo Ranran's eyes slightly moved, his voice carried vigilance.

"An Xuan is also my younger brother." Unsatisfied with Mo Ranran's vigilance, the smile on Mo Feiye's face gradually disappeared.

After staring at Mo Feiye's face for a long time and confirming that he was not lying, she finally stopped.

"Are we going to leave the Crown Prince's Palace once we get it?" Mo Feiye was not anxious, he patiently waited for Mo Ranran to speak.

"Yes." The reason why she married the crown prince was to obtain the Soul-Returning Pill, so she would naturally leave once she got it.

"But what if I can't wait?" Her deep eyes looked straight at Mo Ranran, her gaze deep and complicated.

"I don't know what to do either." Mo Ranran shrugged his shoulders and smiled sincerely.

Mo Feiye smiled faintly when he heard this.

"Since I helped you get out of trouble today, don't you want to thank me by embroidering a black bag? Then we will embroider the same kind of patterns that Mo Qingqing has embroidered. " As he pinched Mo Ranran's hands, a smile appeared in Mo Feiye's eyes.

"I don't know how to embroider." Mo Ranran, who was just moved, retracted his hand.

The bonus bag is usually embroidered for lovers, isn't it good to embroider it for big brother?

If he really wanted to embroider, he should have embroidered something else.

"You really don't know how to?" Mo Feiye slowly approached Mo Ranran, his pitch-black eyes staring straight at her with a profound gaze. Can't embroider? He had heard from the Mo Mansion servant that her embroidery skills were not bad.