Oops, the princess is surrounded by the male protagonists

Chapter 487 Mo Qingyan

When everyone came to a room filled with the smell of medicine, they saw Mo Sijin leaning on a carved wooden couch, with no reaction to the arrival of outsiders.

"Sijin!"

Mo Qingyan called out the other person's name tentatively, but the other person just kept muttering to himself.

"Why are there such foolish people in this world who are willing to sacrifice their own lives for others..."

He stared blankly at the curtains above the bed, his fingers clenching the quilt tightly, his knuckles turning white from the effort.

"Aren't people supposed to be selfish in this world? Why would she sacrifice herself for others?"

Mo Sijin kept repeating this sentence, while Yuwen Tianle tugged at the sleeve of Yuwen Yi beside him.

"Silly uncle, look at this brother now, he's acting crazy, isn't he exactly like you back then?"

"You little brat, why is he the elder brother and I the uncle? Am I older than him in your eyes?"

Yuwen Yi reached out his hand and wanted to teach him a lesson, but the other party cleverly hid behind Bai Yue.

"Godmother, the person this brother is talking about, could it be you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent for a moment, with only Mo Sijin's intermittent mumbling echoing in the air.

"Let me check his pulse first!"

Fu Wenzhu walked quickly forward and placed his fingers on Mo Sijin's wrist. After about a cup of tea, he raised his head and looked at Mo Qingyan who was standing beside him.

"The child is not seriously injured. It's just... he's been through a drastic change and is feeling depressed, causing him to be somewhat confused."

"Are you feeling depressed again? My jumping off a cliff has traumatized so many people!"

Bai Yue was now certain that the person Mo Sijin was talking about was her, so she quickly walked to the couch, raised her hand and wiped it, revealing the woman's face.

"Little Sijin..."

She held Mo Sijin's cold hand and spoke gently.

"Do you remember me?"

“You…you are.”

Mo Sijin's body trembled violently, and her distracted gaze gradually focused on Bai Yue's face.

"Sister Yue? You're still alive? You're still alive!"

His pale cheeks flushed with excitement, and he opened his arms and was about to pounce on Bai Yue.

"Stay away from my wife!"

A pink figure flashed between the two of them like lightning, and Yuwen Yi blocked Bai Yue tightly, like a tiger guarding its food.

"You little brat, don't you understand the simple principle that men and women shouldn't touch each other?"

"I, I just..."

Mo Sijin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked like she had suffered a great injustice. Bai Yue didn't notice the gunpowder in the air at all, and instead looked at Yuwen Yi in confusion.

"Ayi, Sijin is still a child, it's okay to hug her!"

"What kind of child is sixteen years old!"

Yu Wenyi refused to give in, and when he turned and glared at Mo Sijin, the anger in his eyes grew even stronger.

"Look at the look in this kid's eyes. He clearly is looking at you..."

Before he could even utter his "evil intentions", Mo Sijin had already buried her face in her palms, sobbing intermittently.

"You little bastard, come here!"

Yuwen Cheng finally couldn't bear it anymore and pulled his son aside.

"Look, Xiao Sijin is already so sick, it's okay to let Xiaoyue comfort him..."

"Dad, you don't understand how insidious this guy is. If we let him..."

Before Yuwen Yi could say the word "success", Mo Sijin threw herself into Bai Yue's arms like a young swallow.

"Sister Yue!"

He hugged Bai Yue's waist tightly, buried his face in her shoulder, and his voice was full of grievance.

"When I heard the news that you jumped off the cliff, I was struck by lightning. Why were you so stupid? Why did you sacrifice yourself for others..."

Bai Yue was knocked back half a step by the sudden hug, and then gently hugged the trembling body in her arms.

"Look, I'm fine. I'm really sorry for making you worry!"

"Sister Yue..."

From an angle that Bai Yue couldn't see, Mo Sijin gave Yu Wen Yi a sly smile. The smile was fleeting, but it clearly contained a triumphant provocation.

"This sinister villain, I must teach him a lesson!"

A nameless anger rushed to Yuwen Yi's head. Just when he was about to explode, Mo Sijin held her forehead with one hand and her body swayed as if she was about to fall.

"Sijin!"

Bai Yue quickly supported her and asked anxiously.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?"

"It's okay, I just felt a little dizzy suddenly, Sister Yue, you don't have to worry too much."

This time Mo Sijin was not acting, as long-term worry had indeed made his body very weak.

"Wenzhu, go and look at the brocade!"

Seeing his nephew in this state, Mo Qingyan quickly called out to Fu Wenzhu beside him. Fu Wenzhu quickly stepped forward to take his pulse. After a moment, he stroked his beard with a smile.

"Don't worry, the child's headache is just due to excessive emotional fluctuations. Now that the knot has been resolved, he will be fine after a few days of rest."

"If that's the case, I'll be relieved!"

Mo Qingyan felt relieved, but there was a hint of inquiry in his eyes when he looked at Bai Yue.

"Sijin, you just called this girl Sister Yue. Could she be the lady whose ancestors are related to me?"

"Grandma Mo, I'm Mo Yingyun's granddaughter. He asked..."

Before Bai Yue could finish her words, the sound of bricks breaking was heard on the ground.

"Tell me again, what is your grandfather's name?"

Mo Qingyan suddenly pulled Mo Sijin aside, his fingers tightly grasping Bai Yue's shoulders.

"My grandfather's name is Mo Yingyun..."

As soon as Bai Yue finished speaking, Mo Qingyan's eyes turned red.

"So... Mo Lang finally got married? He finally..."

"Grandma Mo, you misunderstood!"

Bai Yue waved her hands hurriedly, speaking as fast as bouncing beads.

"I'm Grandpa Mo's goddaughter, and he's still single!"

Seeing the light in the old man's eyes gradually dim, she hurriedly took out an ebony sheath dagger from her sleeve.

"Grandpa said this was a token of his love from the person who was most important to him. He has been thinking about the owner of this dagger day and night for decades."

"I personally gave this to him back then. I never thought I'd be able to see something old again in my old age..."

Mo Qingyan placed the dagger between his eyebrows and trembled for a long time, then suddenly raised his eyes to look at Bai Yue, the silver hair on his temples swaying slightly with his movements.

"You said Mo Lang missed me every day, are you serious?"

"Of course, Grandpa misses you and..."

Before Bai Yue could say "the other grandmas", Fu Wenzhu suddenly stepped forward and interrupted her.

"That's great, Qingyan. Now that Mo Yingyun has sent someone to look for you, you should let go of your obsession and go find him to continue our past relationship!"

As the other party spoke, he winked at Bai Yue, as if reminding her not to add fuel to the fire at this time.