e wanted to ask the shopkeeper of Tianxianglou what he was doing in the palace.That leering look, it's definitely not just a simple visit."Wang Zhǎngguì, what do you want to say."“Well, uh… congratula...[ ]

As for the lamentations of the crowd, Yun An'an naturally ignored them.

Holding the sleeping baby, she boarded the carriage and left the burial ground, heading for the small courtyard where she had made an appointment with Mo Chenjun.

It was a coincidence that the courtyard wasn't far from a pharmacy. As they passed by one, Yun Anan signaled Qingfeng to get off.

"Well, well, what brings you around here Whatcha got there"

Old Wang saw Yun An'an at first glance, and only on the second glance did he see clearly that she was holding a gurgling infant in her arms.

The look was incredibly unbelievable.

Old Wang glanced at Yun An'an, then at the child in her arms, and then back at Yun An'an.

"When were you pregnant and gave birth Whose is it Beichen Yi's That's impossible, according to the time calculations, Beichen Yi hasn't returned to Kyoto yet. Han Qing's It's also impossible, aren't you a virgin"

Old King was full of questions, his expression indescribable.

A discarded baby picked up by students from the Ding Ban class last night at a mass grave.

Old Wang was guessing who the child An'an was holding was. An'an really wanted to pry open his skull and see what kind of tofu brain he had in there.

"I was scared to death! I told you so!!"

Relieved, Old Wang sat down in a chair and took a sip of tea to calm himself.

"You got the money, right Our bet is settled between us, isn't it Hey What are you doing, bringing children to me for "

Old Wang, who was drinking tea, was dumbfounded when Yun An An brought the baby to him.

He'd seen it all: money, medicine, gold – he'd received them all as gifts. But a child This was the first time.

"My, what a remarkable child!"

I originally intended to give the baby to Yun An'an, but Old Master Wang took one more look and that single glance was extraordinary.

A flame hides in the brow, surely there will be feats to come.

Since Old Master Wang thinks this child is extraordinary, let him stay and be raised as your adopted son. You still have at least twenty or thirty years to live. By then, the little one will have grown up and can take care of you in your old age and see you off.

Although the meaning was this, when he said it, Old Wang’s face turned grim.

"You little brat, are you not happy unless I die You keep saying that old man promised to adopt him when did he ever say that"

Suddenly, a baby falls from the sky. Who could accept that Especially at his age, he just wanted to live a peaceful and quiet retirement, perhaps calculating how many mistresses he could have in his spare time. Now, a baby has thrown all his plans into disarray.

"Oh, forget it. I'll find him a new home and tell them he's your elderly relative's illegitimate child. They'll surely take good care of him."

"Yun'er, you really don't intend to kill this old man. Don't you feel any remorse This old man is at this age, even if he had the feelings, he wouldn't have the strength. And a bastard son, how about saying he's the reincarnation of this old man's deceased father"

Yun'an was so angry, she was fuming. So he couldn't get rid of the little kid today

"Fine, I can raise it, but you need to pay me upkeep every month."

No problem.

Yun Anan readily agreed.

Even if she were facing demons, a baby is still an innocent life. No one would be more trustworthy than Old Wang to care for it.

As for the meal allowance, that's a separate discussion.

"I have something else to do, so I'll be going now."

What are you doing Why are you rushing off like this Do you think you're the Goddess of Childbirth

Old Wang Ye was quickly captivated by the adorable appearance of the little baby. While playing with the child, he asked Yun An An why she had left in such a hurry and what she was going to do.

“Having agreed to some things with Mochen, I won't chat anymore.”

"Who Which Mochen"

Old Wang instinctively blurted out, "Person already gone." Only after a moment did he realize that Yun An'an meant Mo Chenjun wasn't the head of the Demon Sect. Who else could it be

Mo Chenjun has come to the Central Plains, still in Beichen Nation's capital city

Qingyuan Small Residence.

Mo Chenjun had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Yun An'an appear, the chill in his purple eyes beneath the mask finally lessened.

"You are late."

The voice was cold and emotionless, making Yun Anan feel uncomfortable no matter how she listened to it.

"Well, being late is being late. What about the patient"

Naturally late, Yun An'an didn't even bother to explain.

Come to me.

Qing Yuan Xia Zhu is very large. To own such a spacious estate in the capital of Bei Chen Guo, where every inch of land is valuable, demonstrates that its strength and wealth are considerable.

As for that, the head of Demonic Sect is not comparable to an ordinary wealthy family.

The long corridor wound and turned, leading to a vast hall as spacious as a palace. Mo Chenjun stepped on the mechanism of the secret chamber door, and a subterranean passageway appeared before Yun An'an.

Without any preamble, Mo Chen entered the corridor. Yun Anan closely followed him. After seven turns and eight twists, they passed through layers of mechanisms before reaching a house at the center of the underground secret room.

The walls surrounding the house were made of jade, and in the center lay a bed of ice. Whether it was a thousand years old or ten thousand years old, a sleeping girl lay upon it.

The girl was dressed in white, her face as pale as death, and she seemed lifeless except for a faint breath.

"Sister, Mo Xiaoxi."

Zhan Zhao stood beside Xiao Xi, his expression heavy with remorse. Mo Chenjun gently took his younger sister's hand, eyes brimming with guilt.

"Excuse me, please step aside so I can check the patient's pulse."

With both hands on Mo Xiaoxi's wrist, Yun Anan closed her eyes.

When she opened her phoenix eyes again, her beautiful eyebrows knitted together slightly.

"All eight extraordinary meridians were severed, not to mention being poisoned, and her hands and feet were also disabled. It's already a miracle of world-class level that my younger sister is still alive."

It was also fortunate that the ice bed protected her body, slowing down Mo Xiaoxi's circulation of toxins. In addition, her Qi-meridians stage blocked the deadly poison from flowing to her heart.

"Mo Chenjun, do you want to hear the truth or a lie"

"Truth or falsehood, you have already made a contract with this deity."

With hands clasped behind her back, a mask concealing her features, the violet eyes beneath it stared intently at Yun An'an. A killing intent like a drawn arrow flickered within them, ready to strike her down at any moment.

Feeling the invisible pressure engulf her whole body, Yun An'an slowly stood up. Unafraid of Mo Chenjun's killing intent, a breathtaking arc appeared on her peerless face.

The truth is, I can save Mo Xiaoxi. You'll have to pay a hefty price, though. As for what that price will be, it depends on my mood. And you'll need to pay me a huge medical fee."

"The lie is, this Princess will still save Mo Xiaoxi, but how long she lives after being saved depends on your performance, Demon Lord."

Whether it was the truth or a fabrication, Yun AnAn revealed a secret to Mo ChenJun.

Mo Xiaoxi, she can save.

After becoming human, will she die immediately or live a long life She needs Mo Chenjun to state his position.

"Alright, as long as you can save Little Xi, this deity wouldn't mind marrying you."

"...What's the point of doing this face"The Art of Domination."We need to find time to ask Zhu Fugui, what clues are there in Mantong CountyAt this moment, the sound of a door opening echoed.Raising his head, Bei Chen Yi strode to Yun An An...