Douluo Continent: I Am Qian Renxue's Daughter

Chapter 857: Wedding Day - Part
Helian Jue was dragged away by senior Helian Yin by his ear. His embarrassed and strange look made Feng Xiao, who could no longer hold back, burst into laughter.

Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang" patted his chest, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then, like Feng Xiao, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how jealous is Helian Jue? He's just soaking in the vinegar jar and drinking it." Feng Xiao sighed helplessly.

"That's right. No matter how jealous or angry you are, you shouldn't take it out on others. This is not Tang Mo's fault." Feng Xiao nodded seriously and looked at Tang Mo with a meaningful expression.

"Hmph, you're the only one who talks too much. I know what that look means." Tang Mo said with disdain.

"Hehe, now that you know, aren't you afraid?" Helian Jue, that guy, would arouse the jealousy of Tang Mo and Dugu Jiao as soon as he saw them together, even if they were just standing next to each other.

Therefore, Feng Xiao had to mention Tang Mo and told him not to be careless.

Sometimes, a small accident can cause irreparable harm.

"There's no point in saying more. Anyway, I'll go back first." Tang Mo waved his hand and was about to leave. Today was a rare day off. He could stay in the room and think carefully about how to reasonably arrange the plan he had in his mind.

Unfortunately, Feng Xiao did not let him go and stopped Tang Mo directly, "Tang Mo, aren't you panicking or anxious? The royal family is so untrustworthy, but Senior Dugu Bo didn't say anything, not even a refusal?"

Don't you have any complaints?

Or are you prepared to remain silent and indifferent?

Facing Feng Xiao's questioning look, Tang Mo sighed faintly, "Xiaoxiao, you have to know where this is. It's not my home, nor is it your home, and certainly not her home."

Pointing at the confused Feng Mo version of "Qian Mo Tang", he continued, "This is the Dugu Mansion, the residence of Senior Dugu Bo. As a guest, you should follow the host's wishes. There is also an old saying that goes, when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head."

"If you don't want to be embarrassed, and end up being imprisoned and unable to leave Dugu Mansion, that would be a real loss and a disadvantage!" Tang Mo said disapprovingly.

Feng Xiao listened to Tang Mo's warning, rolled his eyes in annoyance, and pouted, "Haha, is that really the case?"

She has lived in this world for several years. It is absolutely impossible to treat her as a naive and innocent bird!

"Don't you think there is something wrong with what you said?!" What kind of person is it who has to bow his head under the eaves? Haha, damn it!
"Oh, what's the problem?" Tang Mo smiled slightly and raised his eyebrows at Feng Xiao.

Feng Xiao walked slowly towards Tang Mo along the edge of the table, rubbing his fingers against the edge of the table, making a slightly harsh sound, as if he was despising and protesting against the other person's behavior.

"You're not the kind of person who is unsure of anything." Feng Xiao said with certainty, staring straight at Tang Mo. The attitude in her eyes showed her sincerity.

Faced with Feng Xiao's unconditional trust, Tang Mo did not have a trace of doubt. He rubbed his temples helplessly and sighed softly.

"Okay, since you want to know, then wait half a month. By then, you will know why I will not refute Senior Dugu Bo, and even agree silently." Tang Mo said.

"Be more specific." Feng Xiao still didn't give up, fearing that Tang Mo was fooling him just to escape for this moment.

"Okay, since you want to know, I will remind you of my level of cultivation. This is a hint. The second hint is what my martial soul is. No one knows it better than you." Tang Mo stopped there and patted Feng Xiao on the shoulder.

At the same time, he leaned close to Feng Xiao's ear and whispered a few words.

The wall has ears.

After all, this is Senior Dugu Bo's territory, so it's better to pretend not to know some things.

After all, the more you know, the more distractions your heart and mind will have.

"Half a month later, at the Royal Sky Garden, Jiaojiao and Helian Jue's wedding, you will know why I didn't refuse." Tang Mo showed a playful smile. Feng Xiao was not a simple idiot. With just the two hints given by Tang Mo, she had already vaguely guessed something.

However, when I thought of Tang Mo's reminder, I knew that some things should not be revealed.

Just like the Feng Mo version of "Qian Motang" who was confused and couldn't figure out the situation, he was as steady as an old dog, chewing the breakfast on the table in big mouthfuls.

"Moli is such a complete foodie!" Feng Xiao complained about the Feng Mo version of "Qian Motang".

But who is Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang"?

In her eyes, sadness is nothing, and joy, anger, sadness, and happiness are all less joyful than eating!

……

Half a month was neither long nor short. It passed in a flash, and soon it was the morning of the wedding.

Everyone in Dugu Mansion has made full preparations for this day.

"Hehe, how can I be full of energy? Last night, as soon as it got dark, Butler Dugu kept telling me over and over again that I need to get a good rest so that I can have enough energy to devote to today's wedding." Feng Xiao held her face with both hands, sitting on the stone bench with a look of despair on her face, her entire head supported by her elbows.

"Ah~~~~" Feng Mo's version of "Qian Mo Tang" nodded, yawned continuously, and rubbed his

With sleepy eyes, I tried hard to open them.

But no matter how hard she tried, her eyes kept telling her that she wanted to sleep, really wanted to sleep, and was extremely, extremely sleepy.

"Bang!"

Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang" could no longer resist the sleepiness that was coming over him, and his brain and the back of his neck fell into a deep sleep.

The end result was that the head came into close contact with the stone table.

Feng Xiao was speechless and slapped his forehead. This Jasmine was simply destroying Qian Motang's image!

When it's all over, how will she face her image which has been destroyed and is now almost gone? !

Just at this moment, Tang Mo happened to walk over.

Naturally, he saw the shameful appearance of Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang", and suddenly he didn't know what he felt in his heart, whether it was anger, sigh, or worry.

Feng Xiao looked at Tang Mo awkwardly. He stared into the other's solemn eyes and was so scared that he quickly supported Jasmine who kept kowtowing.

Yes, Jasmine, the Feng Mo version of "Qian Motang", had her back to Tang Mo, so she naturally didn't know that someone was looking at her.

She was very sleepy now and kept yawning. She felt like she had never gotten enough sleep. She wanted to turn into a bird and then crawl into Feng Xiao or Tang Mo's arms and fall into a deep sleep.

Instead of being like now, forced to act like this under Tang Mo's coercion and suppression by force.

"Ah~ah~" Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang" couldn't help yawning again, tears welling up from the corners of her eyes, showing how sleepy she was.

"Oh, my little ancestor, you have to hold on a little longer, otherwise Tang Mo will hit you!" Feng Xiao looked at Tang Mo.