Morning Star

Chapter 426: The Beautiful Mother Gave Birth to a Beautiful Star

Mo Xinglan heard no change in his expression after hearing this. Even his voice sounded calm, as if he was chatting about family matters. However, the words he spoke were creepy.

He asked Fang Hao to chop up the bodies of the four people and throw them into the back mountain to feed the monsters.

Fang Hao couldn't help but shudder after hearing this.

Fortunately, Chujiu was not there at that time, because she went to Chu's house with Xiaoxiao. So she never knew the true fate of Mo Hengsong's family of four. When she asked about it later, both Fang Hao and Mo Xinglan told her that they just buried their bodies somewhere randomly.

She believed it. After all, the person was dead, so how could he be tortured?

It was the first time for Chujiu to return to the Chu family since the war, but he had seen his parents several times before that.

Chu Congnan and Xiang Tingqin, especially Xiang Tingqin, explained some things to Chujiu.

Afterwards, Chujiu went to see Luoluo again under the guidance of Xiang Tingqin and talked a lot in front of Luoluo's tombstone.

Tell her that she will live well and live her part as well.

After seeing the green ivy, I chatted with Chu Congnan and the others for a while before going to Mo's house.

It was already evening when they returned to Xuanyu Courtyard. Mo Xinglan's face was full of resentment, and his resentment was accompanied by fatigue that could not be concealed.

It can be seen that he is holding on again.

Chujiu felt distressed and guilty, and kept admitting his mistakes and trying to please others.

She had just made half of her mistake when Mo Xinglan fainted. She was so frightened that she was in a panic.

I have been in the Mohist School for a while, and things have been almost dealt with. It is time to go back to the Demon Realm to deal with the affairs of the Demon Realm.

Before Mo Xinglan returned to the Demon Realm, he handed over all the affairs of the Mo family to Elder Qi.

When Elder Qi, Elder Liu and Elder Zhang learned that Mo Xinglan was going back to the Demon Realm again, they couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Chujiu knew that Mo Xinglan was still somewhat resistant to the Mo family. Even though most of the people here had changed, this place had brought him too much pain after all, and it was impossible for him to accept it all at once.

Compared to the Mohist School, he prefers to stay in the Demon Realm.

This time, Xiao Xiao, Chu Wenxuan and Zhuo Hua also went back to the Demon Realm. Chi Feng also planned to go back to the Demon Realm.

Xiao Xiao needed to arrange a wedding venue in more than two months, so naturally she had to come along. Chu Wenxuan was dragged here by Xiao Xiao because she didn't want to be a light bulb and eat dog food anymore.

Chu Wenxuan was helpless, but he didn't refuse. Anyway, Chujiu would have to come to the Demon Realm to get married, and Xiao Xiao was also here. He didn't want to be separated from Xiao Xiao.

Before, Xiao Xiao heard that Chujiu was in Mo's family, so she abandoned him and ran away. He is still thinking about her to this day.

As for Zhuohua, Chu Furong saw that he had nothing to do following her around all day, and that he always disturbed her and Gao Yashan's world of two, so she kindly allowed him to come with Chujiu and the others to broaden his horizons.

Zhuohua didn't think much about it, but was happy because Chu Furong said that she wanted him to come with her to broaden his horizons. He thought that the master was just right.

After Chujiu found out, he couldn't help but complain in his heart when he saw Zhuohua saying from time to time how good his master was to him.

This careless child, after being sold, he still wants to help others count the money.

Xiao Xiao couldn't help but sigh, what a silly child.

Zhuohua, who had no idea about the situation, stood aside and smiled so innocently and romantically.

After the group returned to the Demon Realm, Mo Xinglan was responsible for recuperating while Chujiu continued to practice calligraphy.

Zhuohua followed Xiaoxiao and Chu Wenxuan around.

One day, Chujiu was practicing calligraphy. Mo Xinglan, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch beside him, suddenly took out a zither, placed it on his legs and gently plucked the strings.

The soft tones sounded one by one, forming a series of beautiful and melodious tunes. Listening to them makes people feel relaxed and their restless hearts gradually calm down.

Chujiu paused in practicing calligraphy when he heard the voice, stood up, picked up a small stool, sat next to him, and looked at him with his chin propped up.

She remembered that she had asked Mo Xinglan if he could play the piano, and he had agreed.

But even though she knew he could play the piano, this was the first time she saw him play the piano.

He was dressed in white, with his long, dark hair draped lightly over his body, spreading out on the hem of his clothes that were spread over the couch.

Her long eyelashes drooped lightly, her eyebrows were gentle, and her pale lips were smiling slightly. She looked fragile and beautiful, making people unable to look away.

If Chujiu had not known this long ago, it would be hard to imagine that the frail young man who looked as gentle as jade at this moment could actually kill people without blinking an eye.

I have to say the contrast is too great, but he is really gentle and good-looking like this.

As Chujiu stared at Mo Xinglan in deep thought, the song was gradually coming to an end.

The white and slender hands gently placed on the strings, announcing the end of the song.

Mo Xinglan raised his eyes to look at her, and seeing that she was staring blankly again, he raised his hand and tapped her forehead: "Idiot, at least blink your eyes."

Won't your eyes get sore if you keep looking at it without blinking?

Chujiu was brought back to his senses by him. He blinked his eyes quickly a few times, and his eyes were a little sore.

After her eyes relaxed for a while, she smiled and stretched out her tender white fingers to fiddle with it twice, and said, "It's a real piano."

"Did I just play a lonely tune? You didn't even hear it?" Mo Xinglan said with a smile.

She waved her hand, "That's not what I meant."

He pouted again: "You don't know, I've only seen people playing the piano on their phones before. I've never seen it in person."

She would tell him about things on Earth from time to time, so Mo Xinglan naturally understood what the cell phone she was talking about was used for.

She raised her head and stared at him with sparkling eyes: "Xingxing looks really pretty when she plays the piano."

"Why, am I not good-looking the way I usually am?" He raised an eyebrow.

Chujiu's eyes froze, and when he saw his smug look, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he quickly said, "It looks good, it looks good at ordinary times."

I don't know who was the one who wanted to kill someone when she praised him for his good looks. But now he is getting better and better at using that face to seduce people.

Mo Xinglan then curved his eyebrows in satisfaction.

Chujiu was speechless for a moment, but then he thought about it and felt relieved. This was a way for him to slowly move on from the past.

Thinking of this, he felt much better. He lowered his eyes, and gently plucked the strings of the zither with his fingertips, asking, "Why do the stars still play the zither?"

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes to look at the little hand that was plucking the strings, then raised his eyes and said, "Haven't you seen my past?"

If you know, why ask?

Chujiu sighed and pursed his lips: "I have seen it, but not all of it, sporadically, and sometimes it was a mess. It was like a dream."

Mo Xinglan understood, lowered his eyes, and stroked the strings with his fingertips from time to time, reminiscing softly, "My mother taught me when I was a child."

Her little hand paused, and she looked up in surprise: "Mom really knows everything."

"...Yeah." He was silent for a moment before answering.

My mother really seemed to know everything, so I taught him everything.

Chujiu raised her lips: "No wonder Xingxing knows everything, my beautiful mother really loves Xingxing."

"Beauty...mother?" Mo Xinglan frowned.

This little rabbit really knows how to call people. Do all good-looking people have to have the word "beauty" added before or after their names?

Chujiu nodded: "Yeah, beautiful mother is beautiful."

As she spoke, she tilted her head and leaned on his arm, looking up at him, and her sweet voice rang out: "The beautiful mother gave birth to a beautiful star."

Mo Xinglan was stunned for a moment, turned his head away and muttered, "Little hooligan."

If he wasn't so pale, his face would have turned red again.

Chujiu chuckled complacently, thinking of something: "So, Xingxing's needlework was also taught by the beautiful mother?"

She thought it was possible, but also possible not. After all, few men in this world could sew.

Mo Xinglan fell silent after hearing this. He lowered his eyes with a calm expression and never answered.

My mother didn't teach me how to sew.

He remembers using a needle and thread for the first time when he was four years old.

That day his mother left again. He was playing with the little rabbit in the yard and accidentally fell down. A big hole was cut on his clothes and his body was also scratched.

He was afraid that his mother would be worried when she came back, so he wanted to mend the clothes. But he didn't know how to mend them, so he asked the little white rabbit to go out and ask other animals.

When the little white rabbit came back, it was holding a small cloth bag in its mouth, which contained a book and some needle and thread.

That book is about fashion design, and it teaches how to use needles and thread.

He used that book to sew up the hole in his clothes. Even though it was a little ugly, he thought it was okay at the time. As long as he hid it a little, no one would be able to see it.

When his mother came back, she found out. He told her the truth, and she was just stunned for a moment, then smiled: "My Lan'er is really amazing."

At that time, he did not think about why his mother did not teach him needlework. He just thought that his mother did not have time to teach him. After all, it was quite complicated to do.

Mother never mentioned it, and he always thought that everyone could sew.

After being released by Mo Hengsong, he could no longer wear his old clothes, and he had no spirit stones to buy them, let alone know how to use them.

So I found the book and learned to sew one using the fabric from old clothes. Although it was a little ugly, it was wearable.

He then sewed several sets of clothes, thus improving his needlework skills.

One time, the master came and saw him sewing clothes. His eyes were very strange, but the master just said in that strange tone: "You are quite hardworking."

He didn't understand, but he didn't ask.

It was not until the first time he went to the auction house in disguise to sell the refined pills that he overheard people talking about clothes.

"Where did you buy this dress? The style is quite novel. Get me one of these someday."

"Go away, go away, what are you buying? This is made for me by my wife. It's the only one of its kind in the world."

"Oh my, your wife's cooking skills are quite good. I envy you so much."