The Ghost King's Wife is Sassy and Beautiful

274 Do I Need to Be Jealous of You?

Everyone who had just witnessed Xuanyuan Yu’s violence against Prime Minister Yun was speechless.

The little packrat probably didn’t see the tyrant’s terrifying appearance when he was violent. That was why she was deceived by the tyrant’s gentle face.

Most importantly, this big tyrant was too shameless. He actually raised his arm in front of the little packrat and complained that his hand hurt, asking the little packrat to blow on it.

“Aiyo, the big bad egg hit my hand with his head just now. My finger hurts.”

“Ah… then Sweetcake can blow on Old Fish. It won’t hurt anymore.” Little Sweetcake didn’t understand the medical theories that Bun had learned. In her understanding, blowing on the wound could really relieve the pain.

“Alright, blow for me.”

As the little packrat spoke, she puffed up her pink cheeks and exhaled seriously at Xuanyuan Yu’s hand.

The soft little ball was like a white glutinous ball. She seemed to be able to enter one’s heart and emit the sweet fragrance of milk.

Xuanyuan Yu could not help but raise his eyebrows at Mo Beiyuan.

The corners of Mo Beiyuan’s lips curled up coldly as he sneered. “If your hand hurts, go find a doctor. Don’t delay the treatment, lest it gets serious and you have to cut it off.”

“Are you jealous?” The two of them exchanged glances and continued to talk.

Mo Beiyuan chuckled. “Do I need to be jealous of you? Sweetcake, come, Daddy will carry you and play with you.”

Yun Ran was speechless.

Could their actions be any more childish?

Now, they were actually fighting for favor from little packrat.

Fortunately, Little Sweetcake had a good memory and remembered that her father was injured. She quickly shook her head obediently and replied in a milky voice, “Daddy can’t carry Sweetcake because Daddy is injured. You can only carry Sweetcake and fly high when Daddy recovers.”

Yun Ran also spoke to stop him from fooling around. “Mo Beiyuan…”

Yun Zhiyuan, a useless piece of trash, had changed his words after being intimidated by Xuanyuan Yu. Mo Donglin was originally unhappy that he had ruined his show.

However, when he heard that Mo Beiyuan was actually injured and could not even carry a child, he could not help but be happy.

“Is my royal brother injured? When did this happen? Is his injury serious?”

“It’s not serious.”

Mo Beiyuan frowned and replied.

To him, as long as he did not die, the injuries were not serious.

However, the Emperor did not give up. He looked very worried. “Since you’re all in the palace, let the imperial physicians take a good look at you.”

“No, I just sprained my arm.”

This was what he had used to coax the little packrat previously.

At this moment, it was just enough to brush off the emperor.

“Just a sprained arm?”

The Emperor originally thought that he could take his life while he was unwell, but he did not expect him to only have sprained his arm, causing him to be happy for nothing.

However, the thought of getting rid of Mo Beiyuan in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Xuanyuan Yu’s actions were strange and unpredictable.

On the surface, he looked like he really did not get along with Mo Beiyuan, but she doted on the little baby in the Yuan Mansion.

That little baby was quite likable, but it was not to the extent that Xuanyuan Yu, the tyrant of Wu An, would travel thousands of miles to support her!

The Emperor really could not understand the reason behind this.

He could only send a large number of spies to investigate.

However, they could not find out why Xuanyuan Yu doted on that little packrat so much. Instead, they found out that he had sent thousands of secret guards to the Yuan Mansion to protect the two little children.

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