The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Inside Xiaoqi Pavilion
Miaoyuan took out the fresh spirit tea she brought from the Qiankun bag, went to the inner room to make hot tea, and then took it out.

She first poured a glass for Han Mo, then poured herself a glass and held it in her hands, covering her hands.

"If you don't go back now, are you really okay?" Miaoyuan looked up at him.

Han Mo picked up her newly brewed hot tea cup and put it in the palm of her hand to warm her hands. "It's already too late. It doesn't matter if it's a little later."

"Then over to Elder Hua——"

"It's okay, don't worry, I am his close disciple after all."

Miaoyuan pouted, "Just because you are his close disciple, that's why he will be more harsh on you."

Han Mo held the tea cup, lowered his head and said nothing.In fact, what she said was reasonable. Just because he was a closed disciple, she was even harsher on him.

Elder Hua has many disciples, and he accepts one disciple every 10 years, but there are only two remaining disciples.One is Long Sheng who has already graduated, and the other is Huarong who is already at ease.

The two of them can now stand alone on their own and form their own faction, so Elder Hua doesn't have to worry too much about them.

Naturally, the new disciple Han Mo became his top priority in painting Qin Yan.

Miaoyuan lowered her head and took a sip of hot tea. As soon as she put it in her mouth, she spit it out. Her tongue was burned red and her hand holding the cup was shaking.

"Hiss!" This tea is so hot.

"Slow down." Han Mo put down the cup, reached out to take the one in her hand and put it down, took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her.

"I..." Miaoyuan stuck out her tongue and hurriedly fanned her to remove the heat. She quickly took the handkerchief from him with her other hand and wiped her mouth.

After calming down for a while, he said: "I'm fine. After drinking this tea, you should go back quickly."

She was really afraid that he would be punished by Elder Hua, especially after the comments she heard in the main hall tonight, she was particularly worried about his current situation.

I'm afraid...I'm afraid that like the other senior brothers, he will die or be injured because of Elder Hua's harsh and demanding training.

"Yes." He responded in a low voice, but his eyes involuntarily fell on her burned lips.

The red lips, which were already as beautiful as cherries, became more and more vivid and rosy at this moment, and they were so charming, especially the upturned and delicate corners of the mouth, and the scalded and moist lips, which made people...want to eat them.

Miaoyuan casually placed the snow-white soft handkerchief on the table, stood up and went into the inner room, "I'm going to bring in a cup of cold tea. When can I drink this hot tea?"

If I had known she would not listen to Senior Brother Murong, what kind of hot tea should I make?The cold is gone, but my mouth is almost burning.

"Well, okay." Han Mo whispered to her again, his eyes retracted from her body and fell on the handkerchief on the desk.

By the time Miaoyuan put in another effort and brought the cold tea cup in, the hot tea poured into the cup was ready to drink.

"You don't want to drink cold tea." Miaoyuan lowered her head and poured herself a cup of cold tea. She raised her lips and said to him, "It's cold. Drinking cold tea is not good. Let me try it myself."

Let him try the feeling of being burned by hot tea, and then let him beg her to pour him a cup of cold tea, hahaha.

Han Mo saw her inner thoughts and did not expose her. After lowering his head and taking a sip of hot tea, he pretended that it was very hot and put it down, "Indeed, it is hot."

"Really?" Miaoyuan smiled and picked up her cold tea cup and started to drink it, her expression also starting to brighten.

"Would you like me to pour you a cold drink too?"

Han Mo raised his eyes and smiled, "No need, fresh spirit tea brewed with hot water is better."

"Hmph, then you can burn it." Miaoyuan certainly knew that Xianling tea brewed with hot water tastes better.Because hot water can brew out the umami and spiritual flavor of Xianling tea, the taste will be sweeter and more pure, with a rich and mellow aroma. However, the hot tea is too hot and she doesn't like it.

If she had tea before, she would put it in the inner room for half an hour before bringing it up to drink. Today, she was still too anxious.

Han Mo smiled and said nothing.After he lowered his head and drank the entire cup of hot tea, he poured himself another cup of hot tea to cool down. Then he looked up at her and said, "Yunyu accepted Senior Brother Murong's battle invitation. Did you know?"

Miaoyuan nodded, "I know. I heard what Senior Brother Yu Heng and Senior Brother Murong said just now in the main hall."

"Well, let him prepare early. After all, Yun Yu's cultivation is unpredictable, and he is the senior brother on Sakyamuni Island. His cultivation and spells are not weak. Even as you said, his There is also an ancient artifact in his hand."

"Okay, I will tell Senior Brother Murong and let him take precautions in advance."

Han Mo nodded and lowered his head to drink tea.

Miaoyuan suddenly frowned and looked at him, "But why didn't you tell him?"

It's not like he doesn't know Senior Brother Murong, why doesn't he go to Senior Brother Murong in person and give him a heads up. "Ahem..." Han Mo suddenly choked on the hot tea and raised his eyes to look at her with difficulty.

"What's wrong?" Miaoyuan stood up hurriedly, fearing that he would also be burned by the hot tea, so she hurriedly took a new cup from the side for him, poured him another cup of cold tea and pushed it over.

"Is it too hot?"

"No..." He shook his head and refused because he didn't want to have too much communication with Murong Feng before tonight.But when he came back just now, everything Murong Feng did told him that he had no other intentions and that he only had a brother-sister relationship with Miao Yuan.

So, he just thinks too much.Murong Feng also made it clear to him that he was overthinking.Therefore, even if it was a favor to him, he wanted to give him a warning.

"Then what's wrong with you?" Miaoyuan didn't understand. Did she say something special that made him choke.

"It's okay," Han Mo pushed the hot tea cup aside and looked out of sight.

"Sit down quickly, I'm really fine."

"Okay." Miaoyuan lowered her body and sat down.

"I'm afraid that if I'm busy these days, I won't have time to come and see Senior Brother Murong, so I want you to convey it to me."

The truth is that he doesn't know how to meet Senior Brother Murong now. After all, he is judging the heart of a gentleman with a villain's heart.

"Ouch," Miaoyuan nodded in agreement, "Don't worry, I will tell Senior Brother Murong."

"Well, you have to be careful in Feng Lingxuan. If Senior Brother Murong and I are not with you in the future, you should stay in Xiaoqi Pavilion and don't run around and let others stare."

"I know, I know." Miaoyuan didn't want to listen to his exhortations.

"I will always keep in mind the matter of teaching you how to practice swordsmanship. You don't have to go to Muzhen Mountain to find me in the future. Whenever I have free time, I will come to Fenglingxuan to teach you how to practice swordsmanship."

Miaoyuan quickly raised her head and said, "Then remember, this is what you promised me personally. In the future, you are not allowed to push back or block me, or use the excuse that you are busy with cultivation and have no time to push me back."

"Don't worry, it won't happen again." He won't be randomly angry or jealous for no reason in the future.

After all, the villain sitting in front of him still doesn't understand the reason for his anger.

Miaoyuan nodded happily, "That's good."

That put her at ease.

"But..." Miaoyuan suddenly stared at his eyebrows and asked: "When I saw you on the pavilion path to cover me, there was no obvious change in your cultivation. So the Yixiang Bead I gave you, you Useless?!”

Han Mo's expression froze, "I..."

"Why don't you use it?" Miaoyuan stood up angrily, "The Yi Xiang Pearl that I managed to protect is just for you to heal your injuries and improve your cultivation. Why don't you use it?"

Han Mo lowered his head and said nothing.

"Speak!" Miaoyuan was anxious. It was extremely dangerous for her to be on her body. Wouldn't it be dangerous for him to be on his body?

If he doesn't use it now, does he want to wait for Yun Yu and Yu Juncheng to find out about him before he uses it again?At that time, will he still be alive?

"I..." Han Mo looked up at her, knowing what she was worried about, but he also had his own considerations.

"If you don't tell me, then don't come here again!" Miaoyuan turned around angrily and walked to the inner room.

After taking just a few steps, Han Mo stood up and strode to catch her back, and blurted out anxiously: "It's not that I don't need it, I want to keep it for you."

"What did you say?!" Miaoyuan turned to look at him in shock.

Only then did Han Mo realize what he had said, and he retracted his hand in a panic, "No, it's not..."

How should he explain it?

"Of course you need to use the things I give you! Why do you keep them for me? Do you expect me to get hurt?"

"How could I?" Han Mo was at a loss. He was afraid that after she was injured, he didn't have these treasures to nurse her injuries, so how could he want her to be injured.

"Then you use it!" Miaoyuan grabbed his arm tightly, her purple eyes filled with serious stubbornness, "Tonight or tomorrow, I will see you use it."

"Otherwise, don't come to Feng Lingxuan again."