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Lan Ning: "I treat you all the same!"

How did they know that she treated everyone differently? Could it be because she knew Xuan Heng first, so she always felt that she would rely on Xuan Heng more?

But this is also true!

Lan Ning couldn't say this to Xuan Mo. She remembered that Jing Ye seemed to have expressed similar emotions towards her, saying that he wanted her to pay more attention to them and not focus all her attention on Xuan Heng.

Xuan Mo shook his head, "It's different. In your heart, you always value Xuan Heng more."

Of course, he didn't expect that his position in Lan Ning's heart would surpass Xuan Heng's. He just wanted to be a little special in Lan Ning's heart.

Xuan Mo didn't get a response from Lan Ning. He smiled helplessly. The person in his arms had basically no understanding of love between men and women. He only knew what was important and what was not.

"Forget it, it's okay if I don't respond." Xuan Mo slowly sank into the water. He looked at Lan Ning, slowly approached and kissed those red lips again.

Lan Ning felt dizzy from his kiss, and then she heard him whispering in her ear, "I am your husband now, don't be afraid of me, please love me."

Before she answered, the gentle kiss came again. Xuan Mo left marks on her body in his own way. The feeling of treating her body as a treasure made her feel elated.

Let go of the uneasiness in your heart and indulge in his movements.

In the end, I didn't know how I got back to the bedroom.

Lan Ning wrapped herself in the quilt in confusion. She looked at the man busy at the table, her beautiful jewel eyes blinking. She subconsciously reached out to touch her lips, the intoxicating feeling had not yet dissipated.

Xuan Min sat by the bed with a medicine bowl in his hand. He was wearing the same color pajamas as Lan Ning tonight. His eyes were gentle as water. "Drink the medicine first."

Lan Ning followed his movements obediently, but the bitter taste of the medicine still made her frown.

Xuan Mo, who had served her the medicine, knew that the kitten was afraid of bitterness, so he prepared candied fruit early in the morning. Seeing that the medicine bowl was empty, he stuffed the candied fruit into Lan Ning's mouth like a magic trick and watched the distorted little face slowly recover.

Lan Ning was seriously injured this time, and the cold power spread almost all over her body. If it were someone else, they would have died long ago.

It was also because she received Xuan Heng's meticulous care that she was only weak. However, the coldness of the Xuanmang clan was really difficult to eliminate. Jing Ye had been with Lan Ning for so long, but there was still no change in her body.

It’s still because Lan Ning’s inner cultivation is not good enough.

"I'm thinking of ways to learn those techniques. After some time, when you've recovered, I'll slowly teach you." Xuan Mo told her about another thing he had been busy with recently.

They have been trying to find a solution. Of course, when it comes to cultivation, the other two are not as professional as Xuan Mo, so Xuan Mo is the one who mainly does this.

There were a lot of ancient documents of the Crane Clan, and Xuan Mo had almost all of them sent to Wanjing City. After reading through them for a while, he finally figured out the origin of the Gate of Flowing that Lan Ning used.

I really didn't expect that this seemingly weird martial art actually came from the original orcs, those...an ancient tribe that had become crazy and died in the narrow gap.

"Have you found a solution?" Lan Ning's eyes lit up when he heard this.

She was also confused when talking about the Gate of Flow. After she learned it, it seemed that only the capacity of her inner elixir had increased. Since she could not use the ordinary beastman's magic, she was under strict supervision by Xuan Heng and the others, who were worried that she would try some magic again and kill herself.

So many days have passed and there has been no progress at all.

Now Xuan Mo told her that he had come up with a solution! How could she not be excited? Soon she would no longer be the little loser who could only run away when in danger!

"Yes." Xuan Mo gently wiped the medicine from the corner of Lan Ning's mouth with his fingers. He thought of the mermaid he had taken away.

Strangely enough, the mermaids didn't teach him to use the Gate of Flow to cultivate his internal strength. This also made it convenient for Xuan Mo to do experiments. After he had sorted everything out, he would come over and slowly teach Lan Ning.

As for the fish, it depends on whether it has the ability to live until that time.

Xuan Mo had no sympathy for those outside of his plan. He felt that perhaps Lan Ning would forget about the fish that did not belong to the land soon. There were too many competitors around him, and the better to have one less.

"Then, when will Lingyan be able to come back?" Lan Ning looked at the smile on Xuan Mo's face, and she suddenly had an ominous premonition. Would her Xiaoyu be locked up somewhere and played to death by this group of people?

Lan Ning asked cautiously, "Is he okay now? Is he studying like me?"

Her concern made Xuan Mo feel helpless. He wondered when she could care about herself as much as she cared about them.

"He is indeed studying and won't be back for a while." Xuan Mo answered honestly. This was not a lie. If Ling Yan wanted to be qualified to become Lan Ning's husband, the education he received would be much stricter than Lan Ning's.

Lan Ning pursed her lips. She was thinking that since she had nothing to do recently, she might as well improve Ling Yan's favorability.

Xuan Mo was somewhat dissatisfied with her silence and daze. His jade-like finger gently touched the tip of her nose. Then she heard the man beside her say sadly, "Your Highness, are you dissatisfied with me? Why do you always talk about other men every time you are with me?"

Lan Ning paused, then shook her head and said, "No, no, I'm just a little curious about whether he's going or staying."

Xuan Mo smiled gently, and that smile was so beautiful that it made Lan Ning's heart tremble.

"I am useless. Why don't I do something now to help His Highness improve his concentration?"

Lan Ning couldn't help but ask him, "What are you doing?"

Xuan Mo asked the puppet maid to put away the medicine bowl. He picked up the cloak beside him, took Lan Ning out of the quilt and wrapped her tightly. Then he sat at the table, held her hand, and began to teach her to write.

In fact, Xuan Mo had wanted to do this a long time ago.

He thought Lan Ning's hands were very beautiful, and the only time he touched them he felt they were soft and nice.

Unfortunately, he couldn't get too close to Lan Ning at that time, because the Regent would kill people if he went crazy.

But Lan Ning thought it was something embarrassing!

It turned out to be teaching her calligraphy... She was thinking too much.

"Your Highness has not practiced calligraphy properly in recent days. I have been serving you closely for the past two days. I will teach you how to write slowly." Xuan Mo kissed the pair of white cat ears. His sharp eyes noticed the red in the white, and he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

He knew that Lanning was a shy girl. Although she didn't understand anything, she understood what kind of people would make her feel uncomfortable.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Xuan Mo smiled as he looked at the crooked words she wrote. They were not as good as the ones he had practiced some time ago. He gently held her little hand and asked, "Why are your hands shaking?"

Lan Ning exhaled slowly. She mustered up the courage to look up at him. Just then she met his smiling eyes. She was stunned for a moment, then pouted her lips and said, "It's too late today. How about tomorrow?"

She was really nervous when Xuan Mo held her.

Xuan Mo lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, "No, did you learn the words I taught you to write last time?"