Ouyang Xueqing knitted her brows and twisted her butt, trying to find a more comfortable position but the injury on her spine prohibited her to do so, no matter what position it was, sitting strained her nerves and it caused her more and more discomfort.
Distressed, Mo Yujian moved closer and pulled her to his arms. "Lean closer to me."
They had gotten used to each other, but the other people couldn't say so. Seeing the girl humming softly and obediently nestling her back into Mo Yujian's chest, Wei Qiansi broke out in cold sweat and hastily lowered his eyes, his mind contemplating on all the possibility of this lady's identity.
Meanwhile, the main wife, Yu Mingzhi's eyes widened in shock and she covered her gasp with her sleeves, behind her, the two concubines and three children stared wide eyed.
