Oops, the princess is surrounded by the male protagonists

Chapter 491 Old Man Tianji

Iron flowers intertwined in the air, sometimes like waterfalls, sometimes like stars. In the last blow, Mo Sijin used all his strength, and the molten iron turned into a golden light curtain, almost covering the entire sky of the courtyard.

"Wow, golden snow!"

Yuwen Tianle exclaimed and was about to reach out to take it, but was hurriedly pulled back by Yuwen Cheng.

"My dear, this is red-hot molten iron. What if it burns you?"

"But those big brothers are not afraid even though they are shirtless..."

"They are coated with a special grease so they are not afraid of molten iron splashing."

Mo Qingyan explained Yuwen Tianle's doubts with a smile. At this time, all the light curtains in the sky had fallen and finally disappeared into the night.

"Clap clap clap!"

Bai Yue's applause rang out in the silent attic. Mo Sijin raised her head and met those gentle eyes, her face instantly flushed.

"Hmph, vixen!"

Seeing the other party acting like this, Yuwen Yi immediately sneered disdainfully, while Mo Sijin, who was wearing an outer robe, had already jumped onto the attic with ease.

"Big brother, you are so amazing! The iron flowers you make are as gorgeous as the fireworks I saw!"

Yuwen Tianle stepped forward first to express his admiration, and Mo Sijin smiled and rubbed his head.

"If you want to learn, I'll teach you. Seeing how smart you are, you'll definitely be able to master it right away."

"Wow! Thank you, brother. You are so generous!"

While thanking him, the little boy glanced at Yuwen Yi, who immediately came forward like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"It's just blacksmithing, what's so strange about that? Tianle just said he loves fireworks, so from now on, uncle will take you to set them off every day."

"Wow, thank you uncle, you are so generous!"

Yuwen Tianle's eyes rolled and he moved closer to Bai Yue to report.

"Godmother! My uncle and brother are both so capable, I think no matter who I choose, I won't be at a disadvantage!"

"You little brat, what do you mean by you won't suffer any loss no matter who you choose? Do you mean you can be called Yuwen Tianle or Mo Tianle in the future?"

Yuwen Yi pulled Yuwen Tianle aside and was about to teach him a lesson, but Mo Sijin suddenly covered her waist and groaned softly.

"Sijin, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Qingyan wanted to go forward to check, but her grandson winked at her meaningfully.

"By the way, my village has recently forged a new magical weapon. Ah Cheng, Wen Zhu, would you like to come with me to take a look?"

She immediately understood and turned to look at Fu Wenzhu and Yu Wencheng.

"Qingyan invited me, so of course I have to go."

As soon as Fu Wenzhu finished speaking, Yuwen Cheng shook his head repeatedly.

"I'm not interested in magical weapons or anything like that. If it's gold..."

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the bricks and stones in front of Yuwen Cheng shattered. Seeing this, he hurriedly changed his words.

"Since Aunt Mo has asked, how can I not go? What I love most in my life is magical weapons!"

"Hmph, that's pretty much it."

Mo Qingyan grabbed Yu Wencheng's collar and jumped straight down from the attic. Fu Wenzhu glanced at Bai Yue and jumped down right after him.

"It's all my fault for not being skilled enough. I didn't master the essence of making iron flowers, and I accidentally let the molten iron splash onto my waist..."

Seeing the adults leave, Mo Sijin covered his waist and abdomen pitifully. When Bai Yue heard this, he quickly stepped forward to check his wound.

"Sister Yue, don't be like this. Brother Yi said that men and women shouldn't touch each other!"

Although Mo Sijin said this, her well-defined waist and abdomen moved closer to Bai Yue.

"You got burned because you wanted to make iron flowers for me to see, so I can't shirk my responsibility for your injury!"

Bai Yue didn't suspect anything and just took out a white porcelain bottle from her sleeve.

"My dear, please let me do this rough work!"

Yuwen Yi rushed forward and squeezed in between the two of them.

"Sijin and I grew up together, so I'm the most skilled at applying the medicine on him."

He snatched the ointment and glared at Mo Sijin with gritted teeth.

"Brother Yi is right. We have been very close since we were little!"

Mo Sijin lowered her eyelids, her tone a little timid.

"After all, since I was little, you always find opportunities to bully me!"

"you!"

Seeing that the other party was deliberately pretending to be pitiful, Yu Wenyi was so angry that veins on his forehead bulged. He scooped out a large amount of ointment and smeared it on Mo Sijin's waist.

"Sijin, when have I ever bullied you? Don't forget, when you wet the bed at the age of three, I was the one who hid it from you!"

"Brother Yi, you remembered it wrong!"

Mo Sijin remained calm, but took the opportunity to move towards Bai Yue.

"You were clearly the one who wet the bed when you were seven, and you even threatened me that if I told anyone, I'd be in trouble!"

"puff!"

Watching the two bickering, Yuwen Tianle couldn't help laughing first. After Yuwen Yi glared at him, he increased the strength in his hands by another point.

"Tap, tap!"

Mo Sijin grabbed Bai Yue's sleeve and asked for help with tears in her eyes.

"Sister Yue, help me! Brother Yi is bullying me again!"

"You little bastard, this is my wife, how can you touch her casually?"

Yu Wenyi, filled with jealousy, pushed his hand away.

"Sister Yue's grandfather is my grandmother's sweetheart. If we talk about relationship, I am closer to Sister Yue than you are!"

Mo Sijin turned around and took Bai Yue into the shadow of her body.

"Sister Yue, are you willing to let us become closer?"

"A closer relationship?"

Bai Yue, completely confused about the current situation, just looked at the boy in front of her in confusion.

"Yes, I heard from grandma that Grandpa Mo hopes to rekindle their relationship in Wulie Country. Then we..."

"That's enough. My wife is mine. I can't let you bastards take advantage of me again!"

As soon as Yuwen Yi finished speaking, a disheveled old man appeared in front of them like a ghost, and then he made a lightning-fast move and grabbed Bai Yue's throat.

"Madam! Sister Yue!"

The sudden change caused the two men to attack the old man almost at the same time, but the other party just snapped his fingers casually, and the two men were like being nailed to the spot, unable to move.

"You... are Mo Yingyun's granddaughter?"

The old man ignored the two people and just stared at Bai Yue with cold eyes.