Princess Against the World

Beside the strong fire, a few people who had woken up in the moonlight were sitting in a group, wearing big cloaks, and some of them were talking without saying a word.

"Do you feel anything?"

"No...it almost feels like I've had a long sleep! What about you?"

"...Neither did I. I was confused. It seemed that I had slept for a long time, and I still didn't sleep well. I kept dreaming!"

"I didn't. I slept very soundly and didn't have any dreams!"

"..."

Yang Guang sat cross-legged in the chair and looked at these people with a slight frown.

"Hall Master Zhou, I feel... something is wrong!"

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Don't you feel that these people... all seem to be worried?"

"He's a little absent-minded...as if he's hiding something in his heart!"

Hall Master Zhou had already discovered it.

The look on these people's faces was obviously not right after they woke up.

However, no matter how he asked, these people just said one thing -

Nothing felt, nothing was the same, everything was like a dream.

"Young Master, tell me...have they obtained our inheritance?"

"Hard to say!"

Yang Guangmo switched the melon seeds in his hand from his left hand to his right hand, and then from his right hand to his left hand, and his eyes wandered over everyone's body.

"However, judging from the looks on these people's faces, they are most likely lying!"

"Why lie?"

"I...Master!"

Yang Guang's eyes caught sight of Mo Xuanchen walking in the door, he quickly threw down the melon seeds and jumped up, rubbing his hands on Hall Master Zhou's clothes.

"Go and serve tea to my wife!"

"yes!"

There is no need to give orders, Hall Master Zhou has already gone to prepare.

Behind Mo Xuanchen and Ling Luoyu's room, several people sitting around the stove stood up quickly.

"Palace Master Mo!"

"Palace Master!"

"..."

Mo Xuanchen responded calmly, let go of Ling Luoyu's hand, and walked towards the stove.

"Sit down, don't stand, let's sit down and talk!"

Ling Luoyu quietly walked to the door and stood quietly in the corner, like a feather, without attracting anyone's attention.

"Everyone, because of some things, I didn't come to see you in time!"

Mo Xuanchen sat down in front of the stove, like a prince with his trousers rolled up in the fields, very down-to-earth.

"How's it going? Is everyone recovering well?"

Everyone looked a little strange.

After looking at each other, someone muttered something to each other——

"good!"

"fine!"

"Thank you, Palace Master, for your concern."

"..."

Hall Master Zhou was holding a cup of tea and was about to offer it to Ling Luoyu, but she stopped him with a look.

He couldn't help but be startled, holding the tea cup and looking at Yang Guang, who knew that the latter was also confused and didn't understand what kind of opera Ling Luoyu was singing.

But the Master's Wife had spoken, and he could only obey, and then quietly and calmly asked Hall Master Zhou to come back.

"Young Master, drink tea!" Hall Master Zhou awkwardly put the tea cup in front of Yang Guang.

Yang Guang was not polite and took a big sip after taking it: "My master and mistress... are going to put on a tacit drama of a husband singing and a wife following!"

"Ah?" Hall Master Zhou looked at Mo Xuanchen and Ling Luoyu in confusion.

A drama of tacit understanding between husband and wife?

How to sing?

One is approachable and the other is cold and indifferent? ?

Yang Guang smiled inexplicably: "Don't understand? It doesn't matter. Keep reading. If you keep reading, you will understand!"

"Young Master is brilliant!"

"..."

What a clever guy! !

Yang Guang actually didn't understand what these two people meant!