Yun Ran was still calm at this moment. She used her body to press down Mo Beiyuan, who was trying to rush out. Then, she shook her head at him, indicating for him to calm down and consider what they were going to do tonight.
Although Mo Beiyuan did not move again, his anger did not subside.
With a cold face, he listened to the conversation between the two people outside.
"That little girl indeed has a heaven-grade spiritual root, but the most elite group of people from the 12 Divisions of the Yuan Mansion are guarding that little girl. You don't know how much Uncle treasures his two bloodlines and Yun Ran."
Although Mo Chengwang was not the smartest among the princes, he was not stupid!
Now, he did not dare to touch his Imperial Uncle's treasure.
Even the Crown Prince, Mo Jinyu, had his hand crippled. If he touched that child, he would probably lose his life.
