Latest website: After eating the not-so-tasty, but reassuring dinner, Mo Cheng let out a long breath.

It's not that he doesn't need food. In fact, his demand for food is not low. The strengthening of [Dragon Bloodline] is neither scientific nor magical, but the part of the body that is consumed unexpectedly obeys the law of energy conservation.

Although Mo Cheng can eat a lot at one time, he won't be hungry for a long time. But here he has fought with the skeleton army for a long time, and there is no food that humans can eat in the territory of death.

So much so that now, Mo Cheng is in a state of "hungry", but these days, the group of nobles who are full of crooked ways are still trying to put love potions on the food he can touch.

"Oh, I thought you enjoyed being surrounded by women."

Mo Cheng gave Margaret a white look, "Don't talk like Wendisa, and I'm not stupid, I can clearly tell the reason for this kind of thing."

Another point is that Mo Cheng is vaguely aware that what happened in this historical fragment may have some connection with normal time.

Mo Cheng didn't want to wait until he went back to suddenly discover the existence of a great-great-great-grandson/granddaughter who was older than himself.

Any emotional event that occurred in the past when the linear time creature travels will bring a tragic family ethics comedy. What others watch is a comedy, so they don't know the mentality of the person involved.

Not to mention that when something really happened, he and the other parties involved were drugged victims, and the tragedy itself became even more intense.

Shaking his head, not wanting to continue talking about this topic, Mo Cheng changed the subject and asked Margaret, "How do you know I'm here?"

"I just happened to be here to read a book recently, and I saw you here alone when I came here."

Margaret also has her own troubles, such as some inquiries from Commander Brady and the senior members of the Lauren Frost family, so she often comes to the heights of Fort Cotten to read recently.

When there is no need to be busy, reading under the blowing of the night wind seems to be a good thing~lightnovelpub.net~Lauren Frost still brought books with him when he led troops to fight? With such doubts in mind, Mo Cheng took a look at the books in Margaret's hands, and saw some very distinctive titles.

"These should be written by Wendisa, right?"

Take another look, yes, it is the book written by the [Freedom] lover.

"Aunt Wendisa helped me dismiss Commander Brady. As a help, she needs me to read these books carefully, and then give a review."

The promised things need to be done, and compared to Commander Brady's inquiry, the after-view does not seem to be an unacceptable condition.

"So, you read it seriously?"

Although Mo Cheng hadn't read what Wen Disha wrote, he could more or less guess it. It was precisely because of this that he felt a little unbelievable. Could this thing really have such a thing as an after-reading impression?

"I read it, and I took notes." Margaret gathered the notebook in her other hand, which was obviously filled with her reflections on each of Wendisha's works.

Go to the place where I usually sit and sit down, open Wendisa's careful reading, and Mo Cheng looks at it for a while, Margaret is really reading carefully, not casually looking at it.

"Well, is this book interesting?"

I can't go back to my room in a short time, and it seems a bit too silly for two people to stay here without talking, so Mo Cheng thought about it and found a topic, "Can you tell me how you feel after watching it?"

"Some plots are not well understood, and there are some misunderstandings. In fact, as long as it is clearly stated, there will be no follow-up at all, but from the reader's point of view, it is still very attractive."

"The love between the two in the story is delicate and fragile like a spider's silk."

While looking at the book in his hand, the title of the book was partially covered by his hand, and Mo Cheng could only see the words "The Melancholy of the Young Master".

On the other side, he was holding a pen and writing his impressions in the notebook. Mo Cheng silently observed the number of words he had watched and written. Margaret had already reached the point where he could write 200 words of impressions on a single page.

Is this guy that hardworking?

Thinking of the diary and after-view homework assigned by the teacher when he was a teenager, he could fool around as much as he could. When I was in middle school and high school, I didn't even write about it.

You can even retort plausibly, whoever is a serious person keeps a diary, and how to write after-views after reading things that are forgotten.

Seeing that Margaret was engrossed in reading and concentrating on writing, Mo Cheng wisely did not disturb her.

When a person is concentrating on something, it is a wrong thing to interrupt rashly.

In this way, Mo Cheng and Margaret sat quietly in the night wind, one quietly emptied their minds with the wind blowing, and the other gained a lot from the stories structured in books.

This is a rare tranquility, especially for the two who will need to go to the battlefield shortly afterwards, this tranquil time is extremely precious.

"finish watching?"

"It's over, one book." After closing the books and notebooks, Margaret stood up and moved her body after sitting for a long time, "Aunt Wendisa brought her complete set of books with her, a total of more than 20 published books. , more manuscripts were killed.”

"That's really a big project." Mo Cheng really wanted to know how much Margaret's impressions would be after reading all of Wendisa's published books.

That should be a big number.

"Nothing, and those stories are interesting."

If she gets rid of some of her prejudices about Wendisa's behavior, Margaret also has to admit that Wendisa's writing is very interesting and really attracts her.

"Oh, that's right." After packing up her things, Margaret pretended to ask casually, "You disappeared with Princess Mishas for a while before. What happened?"

"Mishas? In order to avoid the attack of Archbishop Alfonso, she and I were sucked into the space turbulence."

I don't know why Princess Mishas was suddenly mentioned, but Mo Cheng does not doubt that there is him, or it may be after emptying his mind~lightnovelpub.net~ He hasn't recovered yet. He directly briefly described the situation at that time. Compared with the secrets he had already revealed, it seemed that there was nothing to hide about the original experience with Mishas.

Of course, he didn't say anything about the pink exotic lotus, the weird double arena, and Mishas once died and was rescued by his own reconstructed heart.

Some things are hard to explain, so talking about them will only lead to more problems.

"So, you not only lived with Her Royal Highness for a period of time, but also lived under the same roof?"

The temperature at night drops rapidly, and the cool wind keeps taking away the temperature that the human body should have.

Margaret's voice came faintly, "Mo Cheng, do you know what kind of crime it is to desecrate a princess?"

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