บท 894: His Majesty's Being Protective, Si Fuqing's Face (1)

"Moreover, who allowed you to bring the little young master out?" Mo Chuyi didn't spare Si Fuqing another glance, her voice icy. "He can't speak now, and his hearing is impaired. Will you take responsibility if something happens?"

The guard's face paled, and he quickly knelt down. "Please forgive me, Miss Chuyi."

Mo Chuyi looked at Mo Chuxing, who continued assembling his hidden weapon without being disturbed by everything around him, and her brows furrowed deeply.

It was a joke that a direct descendant of the Mo family had developed aphasia due to excessive fright.

"Make sure to wipe your mouth after using the bathroom, otherwise what you say will sound unpleasant," Si Fuqing said calmly. "Little friend, don't you agree?"

Mo Chuxing paused for two seconds, then nodded.

Mo Chuyi stopped abruptly and turned sharply. "What did you say?"