Chapter 1215 - Reuniting (1/2)

Tang Mo’er was pasting a ‘double happiness’ character on the room door when she had an incoming phone call.

“Elder Miss, let me do it.” The maid took over.

“Okay.”

Tang Mo’er took out her phone and a contact appeared on the phone screen—-Silver Mask King.

Xuan Ying was calling her.

Tang Mo’er answered the call, “Hello.”

“Hello,” Xuan Ying’s voice came through the phone and he said, “Miss Tang, I heard that you have a good relationship with the young madam of Guding Castle. I hope that you can do me a favor. I’d like to invite Doctor Sikong over to the Snow Mountain Residence.”

Tang Mo’er smirked. “Silver Mask King, I forgot to congratulate you on your engagement today. Why are you looking for Sikong? Do you have some problems consummating your marriage?”

“…”

At her words, Xuan Ying’s forehead twitched, this Tang Mo’er was being sarcastic and shading him. He pursed his lips, his voice deepening. “It’s not me, it’s… Feng Lingxue.”

“What?” Tang Mo’er knitted her brows. “What’s wrong with Lingxue?”

“She’s… not well.”

Tang Mo’er’s pupils contracted, but she quickly recovered and sneered, “Congratulations, Silver Mask King, you’ve finally ruined her!”

Xuan Ying’s face turned somber. Tang Mo’er hung up the call.

Xuan Ying, “…”

Ah Zhou, “…”

“Master, what did Miss Tang say?”

Xuan Ying threw his cell phone aside. “She has agreed to help us.”

“That’s great.”

“Ah Zhou, you can leave now.”

“Yes.”

Ah Zhou stepped out of the room. When he closed the door, all he saw was his Master sitting quietly beside the bed, looking at the unconscious Feng Lingxue without blinking his eyes…

…

Tang Mo’er went back to her own room and she quickly opened the Wechat application, clicking on the group chat ‘Queens’.

The group chat had become a chat for mommies to share their pictures. Lu Yan and An’an’s twins were already one and a half, Fu Qinglun and Lin Shiyu’s Little Shushu was one year old and Little Lemon was attending school in Mexico’s Royal Academy, a beauty at such a young age.

Tang Mo’er made a group video call.

Someone picked up the video call. It was Lin Shiyu, her beautiful face appeared on the screen.

It was late autumn in Country A, but the temperature in Mexico was a comfortable 20 degrees.

Lin Shiyu had just taken a shower and was wearing just a negligee while her wet hair draped over her shoulders She held a towel in her hands, drying her hair while she looked over. “Mo’er, you haven’t gone to sleep yet?”

“Not yet, my younger brother’s wedding is happening in a few days and we’re all really busy. Shiyu, I’d like to ask you for a favor. Could you please let Doctor Sikong come to Country A? Lingxue is sick and she’s not in good condition now. We really need Sikong’s help.”

Lin Shiyu nodded, signaling ‘ok’ with her fingers. “He’ll be there tomorrow morning.”