Princess Against the World

Guessing what Mo Shiyu meant, Mo Xing's expression turned ugly: "Father, I, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

Mo Shiyu's face suddenly darkened, and he no longer had the good expression before: "Axing, just now you swore that you would complete the mission of your adoptive father even at the cost of your life. Why, doesn't it count now? !”

"Adoptive father?"

"Axing, you know that because your blood is impure, you have not been recognized by everyone in the Mo family. It has always been your adoptive father who suppressed the rumors and wanted to help you get your name right!"

Mo Shiyu softened his tone just now, showed a fatherly smile again, and pressed Mo Xing's shoulders with gentle hands.

"My foster father believes in you. With your ability, there must be a way to prove yourself!"

After all, he still wanted Mo Xing to kill Mo Xuanchen.

Mo Xing knew that he couldn't avoid this task, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Don't worry, foster father, Ah Xing, Ah Xing will try his best to complete it!"

"My foster father believes in you, and you can complete this matter well. However, this time, you and Xiaobai go together... You know that Xiaobai is stupid and naive. You must take good care of him when he is away from home. Good to him!"

"Axing understands..."

"Axing, my adoptive father hopes that the two of you will come back together intact!"

"……yes!"

Mo Xing knew very well that the implication of this sentence was that no matter what happened, you must ensure that Mo Xiaobai lives well and lives safely.

As for him... he still has to focus on completing the mission!

Mo Xiaobai didn't know the secrets here. He was very happy when he heard that he and Mo Xing were going out together.

Instead of riding in a carriage, he picked two thousand-mile horses and asked his followers to carry their luggage. Afterwards, he went directly to Zhuge Dali's Zhuangzi with Mo Xing.

As the young master of the Mo family, Mo Xiaobai rarely comes to Zhuangzi on weekdays, and he never asks about the affairs of Zhuangzi.

Being sent by his father this time was just a formality.

At the market, he bought several bags of snacks in large and small bags, hung them on the saddle, and joked with Mo Xing as he walked.

Mo Xing's interest was obviously not high, and he answered his questions vaguely and absent-mindedly.

"Axing, what's wrong with you? Are you worried?" Mo Xiaobai asked vaguely with his mouth bulging.

Mo Xing lowered his head and did not answer.

The more this happens, the more curious Mo Xiaobai becomes: "Axing, did my father say anything to you in private?"

"...No!" Mo Xing answered more and more perfunctorily.

But this answer is tantamount to saying that there is no three hundred taels of silver here.

Mo Xiaobai frowned, grabbed his arm, and reined in the horse.

"Axing, we are brothers. I have always regarded you as a brother. Is there anything you can't say to me?! My father, I know, he must have said something to you. Did he ask you to protect me again? ?”

Mo Xiaobai became unhappy and waved his arms angrily.

"He is always like this. He always treats me like a child. As soon as I go out, he orders everyone around me to protect me, as if I am useless and can't accomplish anything. As long as I leave your protection, I will always be safe. Everyone will feel like mourning..."

Mo Xing sighed: "Xiao Bai, don't be like this, my adoptive father is doing it for your own good..."