He had finally found her after much difficulty, so no matter what, he wouldn't let go.
Qiao Mu's heart quivered, but she still raised her head and barked with a stern look, "Cultivate!"
Mo Lian nodded. "Okay, okay, we will go back right now to cultivate."
After saying this, he didn't give her the chance to object.
While flitting toward the bank of the lake with her in his arms, Mo Lian agonized: His darling has turned into a cultivating madman!
What to do? He was distressed!
What should he do if she just wanted to cultivate every day!
What if on the day of their marriage, this darling suddenly shouted "Cultivate, cultivate, cultivate" at him halfway through the marriage proceedings? How could he tolerate that…
Mo Lian straddled the horse despondently while carrying his little lady. After leaving the vicinity of Zhuzi Lake, he headed straight for the palace.
