“Hidden profound secrets?”
Song Wuji looked towards Nangong Mo.
His eyes held confusion.
Du Chun, Nangong Li, Duan Xifeng, Ouyang Qinglin, Meng Qinghua, and others also looked towards Nangong Mo.
Gu Qianying put down her wine cup and looked towards Nangong Mo as well.
Nangong Mo glanced at Gu Qianying, noticing her empty cup, and took it away.
He replaced it with a cup of hot tea.
Everyone's attention was on Nangong Mo.
As Nangong Mo set down the teacup, he continued, "In the 'Shan Jing Ling Lu' (Classic of Mountains and Spirits), it is recorded that in the southwestern lands, the spirit of the Blue Sea, guarding for a thousand years, awaits those with destiny."
This book not only recorded some treasures but also the entrance to the Blue Sea.
"In the southwest, the two Kun Qian dragons, seven stars descend, forming the Big Dipper. This direction refers to the Song family ancestral hall. Brother Song, have you heard of this saying?"
Song Wuji was a good friend of his wife and had helped her a lot during this time.
He had also hosted his good friends, which showed that Song Wuji was a person worth befriending.
However… the most important thing was his plans.
Upon hearing this, everyone showed expressions of shock.
Even Song Wuji was greatly surprised.
He knew that his Song family ancestral hall contained something different, but he did not know the true reason or the true object within.
"If this king has guessed correctly, the item passed down through generations of your Song family is not just what is outwardly left in your ancestral hall. There must be something else. Brother Song, you have not told the truth, have you?"
Gu Qianying did not drink the hot tea that was poured for her.
Seeing this, Nangong Mo got some other fruit for Gu Qianying.
Well, Gu Qianying was already full.
But facing her husband, who always thought she was hungry, she was a little speechless.
And on Song Wuji's side.
He was very surprised, not knowing why this Ninth Prince, Brother Mo, knew everything.
But when he thought of the Ninth Prince's other identity, the Lotus Emperor of the Immortal Realm.
Then immortals knew everything.
Since Nangong Mo had already asked.
Song Wuji felt there was nothing left to hide.
"Brother Mo is right, I did hold back. However, it's not that I wanted to hide it from my dear friends, but rather I myself am not clear about what the true profound secret of our Song family ancestral hall is."
Song Wuji noticed that everyone had almost finished eating from the tables.
He then instructed the butler to clear them away and also had the dancing girls who were performing leave.
When only Gu Qianying and the others remained in the hall.
Song Wuji unfastened his robe, revealing the mark inscribed with the character "Ling" on his chest.
As he was about to unfasten his robe further, Nangong Mo instinctively covered Gu Qianying's eyes.
As a result, Gu Qianying saw nothing.
But everyone else saw it clearly.
"What is this?"
Du Chun asked.
The others were as curious as Du Chun.
When Song Wuji tidied his robe, Nangong Mo's hand then moved away.
Gu Qianying looked at Song Wuji, she had seen nothing…
"What is it? What are you talking about? What did you see?"
Gu Qianying looked curious.
The others did not say much.
They all looked towards Nangong Mo.
Their meaning was self-evident.
Gu Qianying turned to Nangong Mo, "What exactly did you see? Is it inconvenient to say?"
"Or do you just want to deliberately hide it from me, are you bullying me!"
Only in front of those who cared about her would she become a little woman and throw a small tantrum.
At this moment, Gu Yefeng and Duan Xifeng, seeing their little sister getting angry.
The two brothers immediately glared at Nangong Mo.
As if blaming him with their eyes.
Ouyang Qinglin glanced at Gu Qianying and continued to drink cup after cup.
Du Chun and Nangong Li smiled, clinked their wine cups, both with a look of watching a good show.
Du Chun leaned against Ouyang Qinglin. After drinking a cup with Nangong Li, he turned his gaze back to Ouyang Qinglin.
"Come, Brother Ouyang, don't just drink by yourself. Here, I'll accompany you."
Du Chun understood Ouyang Qinglin's inner discomfort.
After all, he had made a fool of himself in the past.
But a forced melon is not sweet, he thought Ouyang Qinglin could understand this.
If Ouyang Qinglin could find someone he loved, like himself.
Perhaps his current predicament would be gone.
Thinking of this, he thought of his wife Meng Xiangxiang and his two lovely daughters.
He had been away from home for many days, and he really missed his wife and daughters.
It seemed that after this, he should return.
Du Chun drank with Ouyang Qinglin while thinking of his wife and children.
Beside them, Nangong Li fanned himself with his folding fan. At this moment, a woman's face appeared in his mind.
The corners of his mouth turned up.
When Nangong Li thought of the person in his heart, his mouth felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey.
Meng Qinghua and Duan Xifeng.
Meng Qinghua was thinking of the woman he deeply loved.
As for Duan Xifeng, he was carefree. After rejecting another woman's confession, he decided that from now on, he would focus on raising Xiao Yihao.
He did not need marriage, children, or a happy family life.
However… Gu Yefeng, sitting beside him, was a model husband.
He lived a very happy life with his wife and their two children.
He had come here after many years of not seeing his younger sister, Gu Qianying.
He missed her dearly and had come to visit his dear sister with the thoughts of his wife and grandfather.
Seeing that his sister was living happily here, he was much relieved.
However… after hearing about Nangong Mo's affairs, he began to worry about his little sister.
Nangong Mo.
Seeing Gu Qianying's childish anger.
He "pfft" laughed.
He raised his hand and gently pinched Gu Qianying's fair and smooth cheek.
He said, "Wife, you are my sky, my backbone, and the apple of my eye. How could I dare to bully you."
As he spoke, he grabbed Gu Qianying's hand, pulled her forcefully, and drew her into his embrace.
The young couple showed their affection on the spot.
Du Chun and the others were already accustomed to this.
Song Wuji also wore a smile on his face.
He looked back at Baili Jingxuan, who stood beside him with no expression.
He raised his hand and took Baili Jingxuan's hand.
Baili Jingxuan stood expressionlessly. A trace of warmth appeared in his cold palm.
Even so, he did not lower his gaze, and no expression appeared on his face.
He wrote the character "Ling" with his finger on Gu Qianying's palm.
Nangong Mo looked at her with a smile, "This character is the one inscribed on Brother Song's chest."
"Ling?"
Speaking of serious matters, Gu Qianying put away her childish demeanor.
She was always serious when it came to important matters.
Nangong Mo nodded at her, "Mm."
"This character represents…"
"If you want to know its use, as long as Brother Song agrees to us exploring the Song family ancestral hall again, then it will be possible."
Nangong Mo's intention was clear.
As he spoke, he stood up, holding Gu Qianying.
Seeing them like this, Du Chun and the others also stood up.
Song Wuji remained seated. He glanced at everyone, then stood up, "Then please, everyone, follow me."