Seser reached out and rubbed her wet hair, and smiled faintly: "Prince Mo wait a moment and let me put on my clothes and talk again."

Mo Xunhuan seemed to realize that he had entered Seser's inner room. His eyes swept, and his eyes suddenly became deep. At this time, Seser only wore a piece of cloth, which was wet, covering his body and unable to hide his graceful figure. His arms and neck were exposed, and there were also a piece of delicate red petals on his shoulders, which set off her white skin, and an indescribable intoxicating style.

"Okay!" Mo Xunhuan lowered his head and retreated from the inner room. It was not until he left the door that he calmed down the chaos in his heart. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the green leaves of the banana leaves in the yard. The beacon of the day appeared in front of him. Thinking of the feeling of the blood of his relatives flowing on his face, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

The breeze came gently, and it was stained with sorrow on his body, invisible, unable to grasp or drive away, but it could penetrate into his heart through his clothes.

Seser was wearing a light shirt and silk skirt, her hair was not dry yet, and she draped on her shoulders.

She stepped out of the inner room and saw Mo Xunhuan standing at the door silently, her back was so desolate.

In the past, she thought he was a person who was indifferent and laughed at others' slight humiliation and abuse. Until today, she realized that compared with the pain on his shoulders, the slight insult was as light as a feather and unremarkable. No wonder he didn't care at all. After experiencing the purgatory disaster on earth, would he still care about that little humiliation?

"Prince Mo, please sit down." Seser said with a smile, poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Mo Xunhuan.

"Just just now, my subordinates were reckless and disturbed Miss Jiang. I would like to forgive me." Mo Xunhuan held the teacup and said softly. In the misty water vapor, his black eyes were so deep that he could not see any emotion.

"Prince Mo, I think you have something to ask me for help, right?" Sesse smiled slightly.

Perhaps, before today, she still believed that Mo Xunhuan and her were fate, but after experiencing what happened today, if she still thought that way, she would be too slow.

The encounter in the gambling house may be accidental.

However, the song "Orange Song" that soothes her heart's depression was not played casually. He said it was playing the piano for his soulmate, which was obviously about her. He invited them to spend the night where he lived temporarily, and even brought her to Ye Wuya's mansion. What's more, the demise of his country that Ye Wuya told her this morning was probably what he had already arranged in advance.

Mo Xunhuan's eyes flashed and she said lightly: "Yes, Miss Jiang is indeed very kind. I really have something to do to ask Miss Jiang for help."

"But it's okay!" Seserning said.

She doesn't like the feeling of being exploited, but since she has the token of the East Pirate Head in her hand, she has some responsibility for those pirate affairs.

"I hope Miss Jiang can go to the East China Sea with me." Mo Xunhuan looked at her and said in a deep voice.

"Why do you think I can help you? Just the token in my hand? You know, my mother has passed away, and this token may have no meaning for a long time." Seser said coldly.

"No, I have found out that there are still more than half of the pirates, not really surrendering to the current pirate king, especially the four dragon generals who used to be." Mo Xunhuan said with a frown.

So, my mother's prestige is still there? Seser smiled. However, no matter what, she would go to the East China Sea.

"I have already asked Wuya to prepare the ship. Soon, we will set off!" Seser said lightly.

The light in Mo Xunhuan's eyes heated up. It turned out that she had already arranged a ship. It turned out that she had been willing to help him.

"But..." Seser spoke, narrowing his eyes and smiled, "I don't want the pirates to know the purpose of my trip, so if you go with me, it's best to dress up carefully. Don't let them recognize you as the prince of Yimai Kingdom. Things have not been done, and I don't want to cause trouble."

She did not forget the assassination on the street that day. Rururu Xunhuan went as the prince of Yimai Kingdom. If the pirates regarded him as Yimai Kingdom, and even she was eliminated, things would be bad.

"I understand." Mo Xunhuan frowned slightly, as if he was worried about his outfit.
Chapter completed!