C747 The Heavens Are Helping Me(2)

"Guess when Mo Nan is leaving?" Rongyan mumbled, half-asleep. "How about we make a bet? If I win, you have to... you have to promise me something!"

Xuanmo had just finished dealing with a pile of documents. Hearing his young consort's muffled voice, he quickly set down the scroll in his hand and asked with a chuckle