"No, no, no, no, absolutely not." King An Yi shook his head heavily and denied, "It's because I suddenly thought of fighting crickets on the bed, so I planned to fight on the bed."

What excuse is this?

A punch landed hard on King An Yi's face.

Suddenly she started to scream: "Ah...my handsome face...what will I do if Cricket doesn't recognize me anymore?"

King An Yi pushed Mo Junxie away, jumped up, and looked around the room for a mirror.

Dandan suddenly took out a mirror that Qibao often used before and said, "Are you looking for this?"

King An Yi turned around and saw the mirror in Dandan's hand, and immediately snatched it from Dandan's hand, carefully inspected his face and said: "My face, wuwu, my face, why did it become like this?"

Ugly, ugh..."

Ye Zhikuang leaned against Hongzhu, raised his eyebrows, pointed at King An Yi and asked, "Where does he live now?"

"Dungeon."

"Pfft..." He choked on his saliva and almost choked to death.

"If you put the dignified King An Yi in a dungeon, you won't be afraid of having your head chopped off in front of the emperor."

"He must be able to chop it down." Mo Junxie walked to King An Yi, stretched out his hand to lift him up, and said: "Let's go back to your room and play slowly. I will give you a few more fairy crickets. This time

If you keep it, it won't recognize the bed, only the person."

"Really." King An Yi dropped the mirror like a child, with an innocent smile on his face.

Mo Junxie hummed heavily: "Should you go back by yourself, or should I send you off?"

"I want crickets to give to me." King Anyi raised his hand and asked him for some fairy crickets.

Mo Junxie pulled out his hair and turned into a cricket in his palm. The cricket immediately jumped on King An Yi's head.

King An Yi raised his eyes and looked above his head. He gently took off the cricket lying on his head and played with it in his palm.

After a while, he left the room.

The corners of Ye Zhikuang's mouth twitched fiercely: "Is this really King An Yi?"

"It's absolutely true." Mo Junxie came over, stretched out his hand to pull Ye Zhikuang to the table, pressed her body down and said, "Sit down, I will help you comb your hair."

"Yeah." Ye Zhikuang looked at himself in the mirror and gently placed his fingers on his lips.

Then, his eyes moved to Mo Junxie's face, he lowered his head and smiled.

"The Lin family has already started taking action, but..." Mo Junxie suddenly spoke, interrupting Ye Zhikuang's thoughts. She turned around and asked, "But what?"

"The Lin family has canceled the mission, but as far as I know, the Lin family has started to cause sabotage." Mo Junxie bent down, moved the mirror, and looked at the woman in the mirror.

She didn't look very pretty, especially when she heard him say that the Lin family had canceled the mission, her face turned very pale.

He smiled and put his hand on her shoulder: "They will issue such a mission, wouldn't we?"

"I want to collect medicine myself. It's better to ask for help from others than to ask for help yourself." She always felt that relying on other people was a very inappropriate thing.

Mo Junxie knew her worries, but if she was not allowed to do it, she would not be able to eat or sleep well.

He stood up and walked back and forth behind her: "Let me think about it."

If he wanted to collect the herbs in person, he would have to use the teleportation space. The Murong family's teleportation space had been destroyed by him, leaving only the Lin family's.
Chapter completed!