C98 The Holy Maiden Is Gone

It was already late in the night. Mo Chengjun had been sitting in the room with the two kids the whole time. Looking at the two sleeping faces, he finally understood why they were so close to Su Miaoyi and why Tang Yuvyuv's death didn't make them sad.

"Hall Lord, it's already late. Go back and rest. This subordinate will guard here." Nan Ying lowered her voice