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Chapter 131 Mo Lang, go and propose marriage to my father!

Without hesitation, Mo Fei sent Tong Lao to Lingjiu Palace to bring A Zi and his cousin over, while simultaneously leading everyone on their way to Xixia.

During this process, Mo Fei also took some time to specifically find Duan Zhengchun, who was recuperating at Juxianzhuang, and used the Heavenly Palace Illusion to learn the One-Finger Divine Skill, an acupoint striking technique.

Having lost his internal energy and suffering serious injuries, Duan Zhengchun was no match for Mo Fei's Heavenly Palace Illusion, so his learning process went very smoothly.

This technique can be considered the number one acupoint striking method in Tianlong; it would be a real pity to miss it.

Thinking about the little things in life ahead, a knowing smile involuntarily crept onto Mo Fei's lips.

The journey to Western Xia was not short. When the group arrived at the Western Xia capital, they were exhausted after nearly half a month of continuous travel. Even a master like Lian Mofei was somewhat worn out.

After finding a hotel in the capital and enjoying a good night's rest with plenty of food and drink, the group finally regained their energy.

After having a good meal that night, Mo Fei invited Kumārajīva to join him in a night raid on the Western Xia imperial palace.

Xiao Feng's personality was too upright, and the things he was about to do were somewhat dishonorable, so it was not suitable for him to know. On the contrary, Kumārajīva was very suitable to do these things.

Both of them were among the world's top experts, and they had obtained a map of the Western Xia palace from Li Qiushui beforehand, so they had a smooth journey and soon arrived at the palace.

After confirming Li Qinglu's location, Mo Fei took advantage of the darkness and headed straight for Li Qinglu's palace.

In fact, Mo Fei had many options for restoring his kingdom, such as replacing the Duan family as rulers of Dali, which would have been a good choice.

Perhaps the reason for ultimately choosing to restore the Western Xia dynasty was twofold: firstly, curiosity about what Meng Gu, the character Xu Zhu played in the drama, actually looked like; and secondly, having Li Qiushui as a trump card made things much easier and more convenient.

Moreover, although the emperor had done it several times, the son-in-law had never tried it. The time with Jianning didn't count; he had never even considered wearing someone else's slut.

Not long after arriving in the courtyard, Mo Fei saw a beautiful woman gazing at the moon from a pavilion in the distance.

At this moment, Li Qinglu sat in the pavilion with a melancholy expression, holding a wine cup and drinking alone under the moon. At the tender age of sixteen, she was in the most beautiful moment of a woman's life.

The flush on her face after drinking alcohol added a unique charm to her already beautiful appearance.

Seeing the beauty's drunken state before him, perhaps he's in no hurry to make a move.

He appeared in the pavilion like a phantom in an instant, sat down at the wine table, and spoke slowly to Li Qinglu, who was still slightly tipsy and admiring the moon:

"The wine is fine, but young lady, please don't overindulge!"

Mo Fei's sudden voice made Li Qinglu, who was focused on admiring the moon, tremble. She quickly turned her head in surprise to check the source of the sound.

At this moment, Mo Fei was already holding a wine cup, raising it to Li Qinglu, who was carefully examining him, and said:

"Drinking alone is no fun at all. I'm just worried about not finding a kindred spirit. How about I have a few drinks with you, young lady, and we can be drinking buddies?"

Upon hearing Mo Fei's words, Li Qinglu's eyes immediately lit up with curiosity. This person could come and go freely in such a forbidden area of ​​the imperial city; she wondered who he was.

In the moonlight and candlelight, Mo Fei, with his pine-like figure and jade-like face, appeared to Li Qinglu, slightly tipsy, as if he were a handsome young man in a turbid world.

Hearing Mo Fei invite her to drink together, she, who had long been living in the deep palace under her father's rule, was inexplicably delighted.

"Alright, judging from your attire, you're probably not a citizen of Western Xia. You must be from the Song Dynasty. Could you tell me about the customs and culture of the Song Dynasty, and the interesting things you've experienced on your journey?"

Looking at the lively and innocent Li Qinglu in front of him, Mo Fei couldn't help but feel a little pity for her.

His original plan was to use the Heavenly Palace Illusion to modify its memories and make it propose to the king the selection of a son-in-law.

Now that things have come to this, he has changed his mind and intends to spend more time getting to know this woman better.

After a long time of deceit and intrigue, interacting with such a simple woman is like a cleansing of the soul, calming Mo Fei's restless heart.

For the rest of the time, the two chatted about all sorts of things, with Mo Fei doing most of the talking and Li Qinglu listening quietly. Occasionally, she would interject with a few questions, and when she heard something interesting, her bright eyes would crinkle into crescent moons with laughter. When the topic turned to fighting, she would become serious and worried for Mo Fei.

Such peaceful times made Mo Fei reluctant to let them end, but time will not stand still for them.

As dawn approached, the two reluctantly parted ways. With Li Qinglu gazing at him with a look of reluctance, Mo Fei stood up.

"Are you leaving? Will you come back again?"

Li Qinglu finally couldn't hold back and asked the question that had been weighing on her mind for so long.

"So, do you want me to come or not?"

"Of course..."

Li Qinglu almost instinctively wanted to speak her mind, but then she remembered that this was the imperial palace, a place of great importance. What if she were caught one day while wandering around like this?

"But isn't it dangerous for you to come to the palace like this? If it is, then you should come less often."

Hearing Li Qinglu's worried words, Mo Fei was inexplicably delighted. He turned around and smiled slightly at the beauty in front of him, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance and domineering.

“There may be places in this world that can stop me, but it will never be this small Western Xia palace.”

"Wait for me, I'll be back tomorrow night."

Hearing Mo Fei's domineering words, Li Qinglu's heart trembled, and a blush of shyness and anticipation inexplicably rose on her face.

"Your name is Mo Fei? I'll remember that. You must come tomorrow night, I'll be waiting for you here."

For a period of time afterward, Mo Fei began to neglect his duties, sleeping in the hotel during the day and disappearing at night.

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In the early hours of the morning in the Western Xia imperial palace, in Li Qinglu's bedroom, Mo Fei pushed away the jade hand that was pressing down on him.

Looking at the beauty who, after a night of battle, was still smiling even as she slept soundly, he couldn't help but reminisce about the madness of the previous night.

Despite her exceptional physical strength and repeated defeats, she eventually begged for mercy.

No wonder people say that a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a stolen affair. The wonderful feeling of this stolen affair is truly something that makes Mo Fei linger.

A moment later, Mo Fei had already gotten up, dressed, and was preparing to leave. Sensing the departure of the person beside her, Li Qinglu woke up reflexively.

"Mo Lang, are you leaving again?"

Li Qinglu looked at Mo Fei, who was already dressed and ready to leave, and pouted, asking him in a slightly coquettish tone.

Looking at the beauty before him, Mo Fei turned back and sat down on the bed, reaching out to stroke the strands of hair on her forehead, saying with a touch of indulgence:

"But if I don't leave, your servants will be here soon. Aren't you afraid they'll find out?"

After listening to Mo Fei's words, Li Qinglu thought for a moment and then looked at Mo Fei with longing.

"Why don't you go and propose marriage to my father, Mo Lang?"

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