"Is Ninth Imperial Uncle alone? Has Qianying gone out?"
Luo Laya stepped in, carrying a bundle, and asked knowingly.
When she arrived, she had heard that Gu Qianying had gone out, and Old Man Guo and Old Man Wu had gone up the mountain to gather herbs.
Du Chun had also gone out, A Mu was not around, and Meng Yi was guarding Qiu Ling'er and the others.
Before entering, she had deliberately sent her maids away.
As for the white-clothed youth who had just returned to Gu Qianying's side – Leng – upon hearing that Gu Qianying was in danger, he had hastily taken his men and left.
At this moment, there were very few people in the inn.
Nangong Mo frowned as he watched Luo Laya enter and coldly ordered, "Get out!"
Back when they were still on Wu Yin Mountain, the moment he opened his eyes while unconscious, he saw Luo Laya's dagger hidden in her sleeve.
From that moment on, he had been wary of the woman before him.
Actually, it had been many years since he had last seen Luo Laya.
Moreover, back then, he hadn't known much about the woman before him; he had merely saved her.
What kind of person she was, or what had happened to this woman over the years.
He knew nothing.
Now, this woman was carrying Nangong Li's child, and his foolish nephew was still so devoted to her.
Even if he wanted to drive this person away, he had to think twice.
Luo Laya sensed Nangong Mo's aversion.
Her eyes showed anger, and she ignored Nangong Mo's words.
She closed the door, walked closer, and as she looked at Nangong Mo, her expression changed from anger to a smile: "Ninth Imperial Uncle, I've made a few small clothes for children these past few days and brought them over as gifts. Qianying is about to give birth, so you'll definitely need these little things."
Saying this, Luo Laya placed the bundle on the table, untied it, and took out several finished infant robes made of fine silk.
"I said, get out!"
Nangong Mo had never had a good attitude towards Luo Laya.
Luo Laya was not annoyed; she continued, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, Qianying went out in the middle of the night and hasn't returned. Do you really believe she went to investigate the identity of the Imperial Grand Tutor? Or is she meeting someone in secret?"
She dangled the two infant robes in her hand in front of Nangong Mo.
A faint fragrance wafted towards him.
Nangong Mo frowned, his eyes as cold as ice: "Shut up! I can allow you to have a safe pregnancy because you are carrying Ah Li's flesh and blood. If you continue to speak nonsense, don't blame me for disregarding your relationship with Ah Li and driving you away!"
Watching Luo Laya walk closer and closer to him.
Nangong Mo was extremely disgusted, and at the same time, an abnormal feeling he couldn't control was rapidly growing within him.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on the two small finished garments in Luo Laya's hand.
His eyes widened in anger: "You... what did you do to me... you!"
A strong desire within him seemed to be seeking an outlet, making his entire body abnormally hot, as if he were drunk.
"Brother Mo, what's wrong? Are you feeling hot? I'm here to help, okay?"
Luo Laya leaned against him softly, her outstretched fingers touching Nangong Mo's flushed cheek.
"Don't touch me!"
Nangong Mo tried to push her away.
But at this moment, he found that he had no strength at all.
His entire body burned like lava.
As Nangong Mo pushed Luo Laya, not only did she not let go, but she pressed herself even closer.
"Hiss~"
His collar was torn, revealing his white inner garment.
"Get out!"
Nangong Mo roared in fury.
Luo Laya remained unmoved.
She raised her hand and slapped Nangong Mo across the face. "Slap!"
As she pulled away from him, a malicious smile appeared on Luo Laya's lips, and the hatred in her eyes was no longer concealed: "Nangong Mo, if my sister were still alive, seeing you in this useless, pathetic state, do you think... she would still love you?"
As if talking to herself, she changed the subject and said with a sinister smile: "Oh, I almost forgot, my sister was killed by me. I chopped her body into pieces and made them into delicious meatballs, feeding them to her beloved pet, a white dog. I specifically starved that white dog for three whole days before letting it eat my sister's flesh."
As she said this, the scene at the time flashed through Luo Laya's mind, her features becoming even more contorted: "Watching my sister's pet eat its owner's flesh without leaving a single scrap, I was extremely happy. Finally, my sister was gone from this world."
"I took her place, possessing everything she had. Haha, it's just... she was still thinking of finding you in the capital until her death. Haha, my sister is truly a fool..."
At this moment, Nangong Mo could no longer hear anything. The abnormality within him surged to his head, overwhelming his reason.
Just then, the sound of the door being pushed open was heard.
A sharp glint flickered in Luo Laya's eyes. She gathered a ball of spiritual energy in her palm and raised her hand to strike.
The wheelchair Nangong Mo was sitting in was instantly split in half. He leaned forward and fell straight onto Luo Laya, and they both tumbled down.
"Ah... Ninth Imperial Uncle, no... Ah... no... Help me... Help me..."
Luo Laya cried out, feigning panic.
Nangong Li and Du Chun, who had just entered, were startled.
"Ninth Imperial Uncle... you!"
Nangong Li, his face full of anger, rushed over and pushed Nangong Mo away.
"Ah Li...呜呜... Ninth Imperial Uncle... he..."