"Exactly, anyway, Holy Son Mo Ziyang and Xia Lingxue getting married is a matter of time, their lifespans are limitless. It's just a wedding ceremony, whenever it happens is up to them!"
"That's right, but it's said that the Little Holy Son's health has never been good. Over the years, Holy Son has sought numerous famous doctors, but none could cure him. It's really strange..."
"Who knows, maybe this time, Holy Son and Goddess are marrying to bring good fortune to the Little Holy Son, perhaps he'll recover then!"
"Hahaha, makes sense. But probably because Little Holy Son Mo Yin is Holy Son's first son, Holy Son really dotes on Mo Yin..."
Di Minghan listened to the discussions in the hall, his gaze slightly darkened as he looked at Mo Jiuli. Mo Jiuli sensed Di Minghan's stare and asked with a slight smile, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me?"
"It's nothing..." Di Minghan responded.
