Kneeling on the ground trembling with fear, Bixi felt that she was extremely unlucky today.
"My Lord, please forgive me, my Lord, please forgive me..." Bixi begged for mercy stumblingly, not daring to even look at the person in front of him.
Lord Qi Mo was already feeling uneasy. When Bixi bumped into him, he was so angry that his beard fluttered.
His appearance was not good at all. All kinds of soups had soaked the Marquis of Jing'an like a drowned chicken. Even his brocade robes could not hide his filthiness.
While Qi Mo was brushing off the dirt on his body, he looked at Qi Mojing, who was standing beside him and looked handsome and spotless.
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