Mo Liancheng decisively said, "This matter cannot be discussed for now."
"Indeed, we must not let them see either," Qu Tan'er nodded. The last time, there was nearly a clash over an unborn child of the Direct Bloodline. If they found out that little Yu'er could cultivate both spirit and mystery, it would cause a bloodbath... hardly.
Just thinking about that scenario made both of them step back.
After playing with the child for a while, they arrived at the Eighth Prince Manor.
As expected, they saw several carriages parked by the gate of the Eighth Prince Manor.
Upon hearing they had returned, indeed, many people had come to the manor. As soon as the two stepped out, the butler hurriedly came to report that so-and-so and so-and-so had arrived. Qu Tan'er couldn't catch the rest, but she was startled when she heard "Ninth Lady," her blood-related "mother."
At that moment, Mo Jingxuan came over.
He had been following them ever since they left the palace—on horseback.
