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“Is it necessary?” groaned Sha Hualing.
Luo Binghe had a whole army of children, what was one more or less meant to do!?
Liu Mingyan sighed, her elegance unwavering as she pondered. Mo Ran.. She knew most of the children and Mo Ran she has never heard of.
[(☍﹏⁰) Hosts, he may be of interest..]
Luo Binghe’s face turned into an ugly sneer as he leaned back on his seat, Ning Yingying and Sha Hualing on both sides, how lecherous.
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The ‘moving painting’, which the entity known as ‘System’ called a video, showed a handsome young man with deep purple eyes and tousled ink black hair, tied in a ponytail with a blue ribbon and a sect’s uniform.
The video was slightly fast paced, expressions changing quite a bit with the song behind it matching the pacing. With each beat change, the photo changed in flashy transitions. With the flickering, the demon lord and his wives’ eyes constricted and squinted.
(IM SORRY IM TESTING IF I SHOULD DESCRIBE THE VIDEO)
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The next one showed more proactive scenes of Mo Ran. The youth truly was a vision of beauty in masculinity, the kind that would make one weak in the knees the moment he stepped foot into view. His long, ink-black hair spilled over his shoulders like ink in moonlight, strands catching against the prominent lines of his jaw.
His lilac eyes, half lidded, glowed faintly beneath the curtains of his dark eyelashes, a mix of eroticism and a emotion one couldn’t name. His robes hung loosely, collar tugged open to reveal a chest slick with sweat, muscles cut lean and fine.
A single drop trailed teasingly down the slope of his collarbone.
Behind the scenes, a brazen song played, words in bold written ‘CHUNKY’ with repetition and ‘PLUMPY.’
In the scenes, one thing was clear; he held no shame.
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The new one surprisingly revealed that the shameless male on screen is only 16!
Luo Binghe raised a brow, "this is Mo Ran?”
Sha Hualing: My, what a scandalous young man.
Ning Yingying: Ah.. Perhaps he’s
Liu Mingyan shook her head, “how can he be one of the children if he’s never been seen before in the palace?
[(｡﹏｡") Answering, Mo Ran is illegitimate; a bastard child.]
No wonder he was dressed so improperly and, in some scenes, a uniform.
That begged the question.
Luo Binghe’s crimson eyes narrowed as he heard the system’s mechanic voice reveal the truth. Who is his mother? Surely, she must be like one of the nobles or princesses he had met, or maybe a young lady of a good family. By his looks alone, he carried good genes of the demon emperor and of a fine mother.
The videos began getting repitive, the system seemed to have noticed the lack of reaction from the audience since it decided to begin playing something else. Of course it was still Mo Ran. That brought the question, why did they need to know about a bastard child?
Something told them the next ones weren't going to be any better...