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Chapter 5354: Touched

"You were too fierce to Big Brother just now; you left him speechless," the little stoic complained, pouting displeasedly at Mo Lian and tugging his hand.

"Well, look at him, indecisive and hesitant. With Miss Mu playing the victim, he looked like he was about to switch sides immediately," Mo Lian said with an angry expression. "I directly interrupted him to prevent him from saying something that would upset you."

"It's simply inexplicable. Sometimes Big Brother seems so shrewd, other times he's utterly muddled. Was he actually planning to beg you, to go over and treat that Miss Mu?"

"My Crown Princess isn't a medic. Saving everyone, having to save anyone. If others are determined to court death, what does that have to do with us? Your Big Brother is truly..."

The little stoic listened to the man muttering and complaining about Big Brother this, Big Brother that, thoroughly criticizing him. She found it amusing for a moment, then couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth and emotion. Qiao Qiao's Lotus (Mo Lian) always instinctively stood by Qiao Qiao's side, challenging heaven and earth, challenging anyone who treated her poorly. This unwavering trust meant she had no worries before doing anything.

The little stoic pursed her small lips, and her soft little hand squeezed his palm. "Don't be angry. Big Brother... he has a simple, honest nature. Seeing Mu Rouxuan's miserable state, he naturally feels reluctant to stand by."

"I understand Big Brother's thoughts. After all, she's his sister. If he can help her, he will spare no effort."

Crown Prince Mo's handsome face remained stern. "But he shouldn't push you to humble yourself."

The little stoic reached out and squeezed his chin hard, her eyes curving as she looked at him. "I'm never one to suffer grievances."

"If Mu Rouxuan herself isn't thinking about turning back, how could I possibly drag her back? Our relationship isn't that good. Not to mention the barrier of my deceased mother between us."

"She is, after all, Mu Qingya's daughter. Her mother and I have a deep-seated blood feud."

"Although with Mu Qingya's death, everything is considered somewhat concluded, how can the grudges and emotions between people be so easily resolved?"

"Moreover... Mu Rouxuan herself doesn't wish for us to help her, so let her be."

Mo Lian hummed and nodded repeatedly. "It's best if you think that way. I was so worried that you would humble yourself and do something you didn't want to for Big Brother's sake."

The little stoic showed her teeth in a smile. "How could I be that foolish?" She adopted a tired expression, yawning slightly. "I'm still pregnant, you know, I don't have that much energy."

Mo Lian's eyes lit up, and he quickly wrapped his arm around his wife, pulling her into his embrace. "Wife, I'll carry you back. You can rest all the way. If you want to sleep, just lean on me and sleep for a bit."

The little stoic glared at him. "If you carry me brazenly through the city gate, there will be gossip again tomorrow."

Mo Lian lowered his head and pecked her. "Whoever dares to gossip, I'll have You Ba and his men cut off those long tongues."

Qiao Mu was helpless and amused, squeezing his sleeve. "Husband." She yawned again, leaning into his embrace. "Then I'll sleep first."

"Sleep. We'll be home soon."

The little stoic mumbled, then quickly fell into a deep sleep. She was now like someone on a timer; at a certain point, no matter where she was, she could fall asleep standing up—it was that magical...