Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

In fact, Mo Ci was not very familiar with the structure of Prince Qi's Palace. After all, he had been avoiding the fate of being killed since he came to this world, so naturally he had no time to observe Prince Qi's Palace.

Now, Mo Ci's figure disappeared in the night, but he could see the structure of Prince Qi's Mansion from another angle. Generally speaking, the owner's residence would have special features.

Mo Ci observed it briefly and then walked towards that direction. Of course, in addition to observation, there was another reason, which was that that place had the most marks left by him.

Even when he sleeps, he needs so many shadow guards to guard him. There must be no other person except the King of Qi.

Soon, Mo Ci arrived at the courtyard where King Qi was. Mo Ci looked at the shadow guards who were not distributed densely around but could definitely see every corner clearly.

With a turn of his eyes, Mo Ci used the marks he left on those shadow guards. In just a moment, several shadow guards were distracted, and Mo Ci took this opportunity to enter Zhao Yan's room.

At this time, Zhao Yan was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. Mo Ci looked at his face and thought that Zhao Yan was good-looking, but he was also a very evil person.

The next second, Zhao Yan's head was grabbed and Mo Ci began to attack Zhao Yan all over. It was because he had made great progress in his training that he could hurt Zhao Yan when he hit him.

Otherwise, at his current age, no matter how painful it was to hit someone, it would be nothing to Zhao Yan.

Thanks to the fact that this world still has spiritual energy, Mo Ci used the crystal to set up a soundproofing array. He beat Zhao Yan so hard that his head was covered with wounds. He kicked him a few more times before he felt relieved.

Before leaving, Mo Ci looked at the low-grade crystal stone with the soundproofing formation, and absorbed some of the spiritual energy in the stone to ensure that the soundproofing formation would exhaust the spiritual energy in the crystal stone and turn it into powder in the early morning.

As for Zhao Yan, Mo Ci gave him some drug that made him unconscious and let him lie on the cold ground, unable to wake up in a short time.

Afterwards, Mo Ci left Prince Qi's Mansion in the same way and returned to his room, where he continued to sit cross-legged and practice as if nothing had happened.

The next morning, Zhao Yan woke up from his sleep and felt a biting cold all over his body, accompanied by continuous pain.

But the pain came from every part of his body, making him throb with pain. Zhao Yan lay on the ground for a whole night, his body so stiff that he couldn't move at all.

"Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"

Zhao Yan had no choice but to shout for help. Unfortunately, the soundproofing array had not completely lost its effectiveness. In addition, Mo Ci placed the crystal in an inconspicuous corner, so Zhao Yan naturally did not notice it.

It was not until a cup of tea later that Zhao Yan's voice became a little hoarse, and the soundproofing array failed. People outside heard the sound and rushed in. They saw Zhao Yan lying on the ground with disheveled clothes and bruises all over his body. They were all shocked.

They all lowered their heads and dared not look any longer. They helped Zhao Yan onto the bed and covered him with a thick quilt. Then they knelt in front of the bed, waiting for Zhao Yan's decision.

Zhao Yan was in pain all over and his face was swollen. He could even hurt himself when he spoke. In addition, his throat was sore from shouting for help before, so he had no intention of talking at all.

But he also hated the person who beat him. Not only did he sneak into his room, but he also beat him like this. It was unforgivable!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yan's eyes changed. Who on earth could escape the eyes of his elite shadow guards, break into his room and beat him up without being discovered?

And he shouted for so long this morning before anyone came in. What happened?

Even if Zhao Yan tried his best, he could not imagine that it was Mo Ci who did this, and he could not imagine that there was such a rare thing as cultivating immortals in this world.

So now, he was somewhat suspicious of his shadow guard and planned to wait until he felt better before testing him again.

While Zhao Yan was suffering, Mo Ci and Wei Zhuoyuan had already arrived at the poetry meeting safely.

Even because of Mo Ci's sudden move last night, Zhao Yan had no intention of dealing with him at all. In other words, Mo Ci was safe today.

Wei Zhuoyuan brought Mo Ci to this so-called poetry meeting. They actually arrived quite early, but there were other people who arrived earlier than them.

So when the two of them arrived, there were already a lot of people at the poetry gathering. Wei Zhuoyuan took Mo Ci and walked around among the crowd, reminiscing with people he knew.

As for Mo Ci, he followed Wei Zhuoyuan obediently, always looking up at everyone he met and listening to the useful information in their words.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but Mo Ci's head felt sore from looking up that he had to lower it temporarily. Unexpectedly, he heard Wei Zhuoyuan waving and shouting in a certain direction.

"Liu Yu, here."

This was the first time Mo Ci saw Wei Zhuoyuan shouting so loudly, which made Mo Ci curious and looked in the direction Wei Zhuoyuan was looking.

Just with this one glance, the expression on Mo Ci's face became a little worse. It was because Mo Ci saw Liu Qingyin.

At this time, Liu Qingyin was dressed as a man, and the man next to her who was a head taller than her was naturally Liu Yu.

Mo Ci looked at Wei Zhuoyuan's expression again, and sure enough, he saw that Wei Zhuoyuan's face, which was originally excited and happy to see his friends, paused slightly, and finally looked calmly at the Liu Yu brother and sister who were walking towards him.

Mo Ci also looked at them calmly, so that when Liu Yu and Liu Qingyin were closer, they could only see two completely different faces, one big and one small, with exactly the same expressions.

Liu Yu looked at the two of them and burst out laughing. He walked a few steps ahead of Liu Qingyin and stood in front of them, smiling.

"Wei Zhuoyuan, ah Wei Zhuoyuan, he is indeed your student. Although he doesn't look alike, his demeanor is 100% similar!"

Wei Zhuoyuan: “…”

Wei Zhuoyuan subconsciously lowered his head to look at Mo Ci, and saw the calmness on Mo Ci's little face. He shook his head and looked back at Liu Yu.

"My students don't look like me, could they be like you?"

"Hey, so you're mocking me for what I said? You're so boring."

Liu Yu smacked his lips as he spoke, squatting down to look at Mo Ci, and even tried to touch Mo Ci's head, but Mo Ci dodged him.

"Hey, this is a meeting gift. Wei Zhuoyuan, that stingy guy, definitely wouldn't be willing to buy something for a student like you. I'm being generous and giving it to you."

Liu Yu took out a small folding fan from his arms, which was just right for a child of Mo Ci's age. There was an inscription on it.

However, Mo Ci did not accept it immediately. Instead, he looked up at Wei Zhuoyuan. Seeing Wei Zhuoyuan nodded slightly, Mo Ci reached out to take it and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Thank you for the gift, Master Liu."

Seeing Mo Ci like this, Liu Yu blinked and looked at Wei Zhuoyuan again, smiling, "He really is your student."

This statement clearly means that Mo Ci's every move is similar to Wei Zhuoyuan's, but it is also true that part of the etiquette Mo Ci learned here came from Zuo Xian.

And because he had the most contact with Wei Zhuoyuan, more of it came from Wei Zhuoyuan, so Liu Yu was not wrong.

At this time, Liu Qingyin, who was dressed as a man, came to the front of several people. When she saw Wei Zhuoyuan, she looked at Wei Zhuoyuan with deep affection and shouted.

"Master Wei, I didn't lie to you last time."

While speaking, Liu Qingyin looked at Liu Yu as if to signal that she had not gone to see Wei Zhuoyuan on purpose that day, but was really asking for news about her brother.

Of course, if this were said now, if Wei Zhuoyuan was easier to fool, he would definitely feel that he had misunderstood Liu Qingyin, and a feeling of guilt would be planted in his heart.

By then, Liu Qingyin could take advantage of it and Wei Zhuoyuan might be conquered.

However, Wei Zhuoyuan, who can make Liu Qingyin pursue him and miss him so much and who is incomparable to so many princes and nobles, is naturally not someone who can be fooled so easily.

When he heard Liu Qingyin's words, he just said "hmm" lightly and stopped talking.

However, Liu Yu took the opportunity to stand up and whispered something in Wei Zhuoyuan's ear.

"I didn't mean to bring her here."

After saying that, Liu Yu stood up straight again, looked at Liu Qingyin beside him, waved his hand and said, "Didn't you have an appointment with your friends? Go quickly, I want to catch up with Zhuo Yuan alone."

When Liu Qingyin heard this, she glared at Liu Yu unwillingly at first, as if saying that Liu Yu was stupid for not helping her sister, but soon she walked away naturally.

As she left, Mo Ci heard a loud sigh of relief, which made him look in the direction of the sound. He saw that Liu Yu, who had been standing straight just now, had relaxed completely.

Leaning on the railing beside him, he turned his face sideways to Wei Zhuoyuan.

"Hey, Zhuo Yuan, you can't blame me this time. I didn't want to bring Liu Qingyin here, but she came with an appointment from someone else, so I couldn't stop her."

"Honestly, my sister is good in every way except that she's stubborn. I wish she'd give up on you sooner, but unfortunately, no one in our family can persuade her. Zhuo Yuan, just bear with me."

Liu Yu was also helpless about his sister. She was so cute when she was young, but as she grew older, he could no longer understand her.

Not to mention anything else, just Liu Qingyin alone attracted the love and pity of all the princes and kings, and they did a lot for her.

If his Liu family didn't have only this one daughter, she would have been under control long ago. After all, it's a beautiful thing for a man to have a female confidante, but it's unfaithful for a woman to have a bunch of male confidants.

Liu Qingyin's behavior was too unconventional, so no one in the Liu family could do anything to her. Moreover, with the support of the princes and nobles who loved her, the Liu family dared not do anything.

So this scene was created: Liu Yu, as the biological brother, was not willing to stay with Liu Qingyin often.

Liu Yu also felt very sympathetic towards Wei Zhuoyuan, who was constantly harassed by Liu Qingyin, and had no awareness of being Liu Qingyin's brother at all.

Wei Zhuoyuan was also used to Liu Qingyin's bold methods. When he heard Liu Yu say this, he didn't take it to heart at all and just responded.

"Why are we talking about these things that spoil the fun at today's poetry gathering?"

Okay, Liu Yu shrugged, skipped Liu Qingyin's topic, and talked to Wei Zhuoyuan about the last poetry meeting.

Mo Ci was listening with great interest. This poetry reading was quite interesting. There was also a poetry competition with prizes.

After the two chatted for a while, they heard someone talking loudly in the distance. Wei Zhuoyuan and Mo Ci gathered in that direction.

At the same time, the scholars who were originally scattered all gathered in that direction, and soon many people stood around there.

Mo Ci was young and short, and all he could see were people's butts and legs. He was speechless for a moment.

But soon, a pair of hands picked him up from the ground. The sudden increase in vision made Mo Ci turn his head to look at the person who lifted him up, and he was met with Liu Yu's brilliant smile.

"Your teacher is not considerate at all. It has to be me."

Mo Ci: "...Thank you."

"You're welcome. This is your first time here, kid. Take a good look. This poetry reading is really interesting."

After he finished speaking, Mo Ci and Liu Yu both turned their gazes to the inside of the encirclement. Wei Zhuoyuan just glanced at them while they were talking, then turned his gaze back to the stage.

At this time, several leaders of this poetry competition stood in the center and began to read out the format of the poetry competition. This time the theme was flowers, and everyone was welcome to write poems for appreciation.

If you want to give it a try, you can get a pen and paper and sit in the front seat to think about how to start.

Mo Ci watched as several people came forward in a short while. What surprised Mo Ci was that Liu Qingyin was among them.

Didn't Liu Qingyin come here just to watch the fun? Was she also going to participate in the poetry reading?

Thinking about it, Mo Ci glanced at Liu Yu who was holding him up, and saw that Liu Yu continued to look at the stage with an expression that said, "As expected."

Hmm? It seems Liu Yu already knew that Liu Qingyin would go up to write poetry?

Perhaps Mo Ci's gaze was too obvious. After Liu Yu noticed it, he met Mo Ci's eyes and explained in a low voice.

"Liu Qingyin is also an outstanding poet. The King of Qi was attracted by her talent."

Because Mo Ci was the prince of Qi, Liu Yu subconsciously mentioned the prince of Qi when he spoke. However, as soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it. Why did he tell the child this?!

Thinking about this, Liu Yu subconsciously looked at Mo Ci's reaction, and Mo Ci, who seemed to not know the King of Qi at all, had the biggest reaction to these words -

Liu Qingyin is actually an expert in poetry?!

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard someone talking loudly above me.

"Someone started writing poetry. How long has it been?"

"This is about flowers, and I haven't even thought of which flowers to use, but someone has already started writing poetry? Who is it?"

"Let me see, that... seems to be Miss Liu Qingyin of the Liu family."

"So it's her. With her talent, this isn't surprising."

"I'm curious what kind of flowers she will use in her poem today. I can't wait to see it."

"Exactly. I still remember how Miss Liu wowed everyone last time with her line 'Swallows fly when the mud melts, mandarin ducks sleep on the warm sands.' Not to mention the closing line 'Spring has already passed, when will I return home?' It was like the finishing touch, absolutely brilliant!"

"..."

As everyone was talking, Mo Ci couldn't help but nod. From his perspective, these lines of poetry were indeed very good, but...

Mo Ci looked at Liu Qingyin who was writing on the stage. He always felt that with Liu Qingyin's personality and way of dealing with people, she could not write such a poem.

However, as the saying goes, "Don't judge a book by its cover, and don't judge the depth of the sea by its depth." Mo Ci did not underestimate Liu Qingyin.

While Mo Ci was listening to others talking, Wei Zhuoyuan and Liu Yu looked at each other. Wei Zhuoyuan whispered to Liu Yu not to talk too much and say anything that would make Mo Ci sad.

Liu Yu also realized that what he said was wrong, and nodded to indicate that he would never do it again. After a brief negotiation, the two looked at the stage together.

Just as Liu Qingyin on the stage started writing, someone immediately started talking.

"Miss Liu has put pen to paper. Hurry and pick it up for everyone to see!"