The ancestors ruined it after binding it to the Shenhao system.

Mo Jun turned around and sat down by the window, poured two cups of tea gracefully, and said casually in a lazy tone: "That trash is from Xueyue Empire, I am not."

As soon as the words fell, Xu Qingshu stopped looking at things, and raised her eyes to look at him.

This lunatic is not from Xueyue Empire, how can he become a national teacher by himself?
You must know that the status of a national teacher is not low in such a huge empire.

Under one person, above ten thousand people.

Mo Jun kept his eyes on her, and just as she raised her head, the two of them met their gazes. After a long time, he reached out and removed the mask on his face.

As if to be frank.

Xu Qingshu stared at him indifferently, until he took off the black mask, surprise flashed across his dark and deep purple eyes.

Hmm, kind of familiar.

Xu Qingshu frowned, and couldn't remember where he had seen this face before.

Mo Junchao naturally noticed the doubt in her eyes, and he was not in a hurry, he put the mask on the table casually, picked up the spiritual tea next to him, and took a sip.

Not long after, Xu Qingshu seemed to think of something suddenly, her pupils shrank slightly inadvertently, and blurted out: "Are you that little sick child of the Mo family?"

The eyebrows and eyes are too similar.

At first she thought it was familiar, but now that she has this guess, she feels that the national teacher is the sick child of the Mo family, Mo Junchao.

Speaking of the Mo Jun Dynasty in my impression, ten thousand years ago, he was not only the eldest son of the Mo family, one of the five great families, but also a sick child who was born weak, and he was also a good friend of his nephew Xu Haonan.

In the past, those two little guys were always mischievous and loved to cause trouble. Because Mo Junchao had low cultivation talent, he was not favored by the Mo family, so she often came forward to settle the troubles.

After going back and forth, she would offend more people, and her reputation would also stink.

It is always said that she has two oil bottles, even if she counterattacks and becomes a top genius, no one will dare to marry her.

At that time, her fiancé Zhou Yanyu secretly taught those people a lesson.

Even so, they still couldn't stop those people's mouths, and the rumors still spread to the ears of the two little guys.

Then Mo Junchao always yelled that he would become very powerful, and then Shili Hongzhuang married her to protect her from the wind and rain.

Xu Qingshu quickly withdrew her thoughts, and her indifferent eyes fell on Mo Junchao.

Like, so similar!
As if knowing that Xu Qingshu had guessed it, Mo Jun nodded calmly.

"Sister, I'm Mo Junchao."

Although she had this guess in her mind, Xu Qingshu's mood became inexplicably complicated when he heard him admit it personally.

There used to be two little guys who were five or six years old, one on the left and the other on the right called her aunt, and she also sincerely treated Mo Junchao as her own nephew.

Until later, he changed his name and called her a beautiful sister. When she realized that he had other thoughts about her, Xu Qingshu avoided it on purpose.

But he didn't want Mo Junchao to disappear after leaving a letter after he became an adult.

Her memory of him was also gradually blurred.

Knowing his true identity now, Xu Qingshu said she was not shocked, that was a lie.

Who would have thought that Mo Junchao was the one who secretly hurt her and Zhou Yanyu!

This culprit hides really deep!
Thinking of this, Xu Qingshu narrowed her eyes dangerously. If it wasn't because of Mo Junchao's secret tricks, she wouldn't have to go through so much later.

The anger towards him grew deeper.

Mo Junzhao stared straight at her, not missing the icy coldness in her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Sister, I disappeared inexplicably back then, did you ever worry about me?"

"No." She said without hesitation.