She swallowed. In this case, Chu Jiaowei broke into the palace and killed Beigong Tengxiao that day, perhaps on Mo Wuyou's order!
All along, she felt that Chu Jiaowei was the one she should guard against, but obviously she was wrong, a big mistake!
What she wants to defend is Mo Wuyou!
Mo Wuyou closed his eyes and said coldly: "Let her go."
Qin Luan gritted his teeth unwillingly, stopped stopping her, turned around and left angrily, followed closely by Luo Qianye.
The girl knelt down, kowtowed to Mo Wuyou, then stood up and left.
Mo Wuyou turned around, looked at her haggard and lonely back, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Since God won't let you be Chu Jiaoxing, just be an ordinary person...
Chu Jiaoli walked forward quickly and frowned eagerly. No, if she went down the mountain, she would meet Li Yuecheng.
Li Yuecheng is the concubine of the Prime Minister. When Beigong Qianqiu and Chu Jiaowei got engaged last year, he became a monk out of anger. Now if the two meet, Li Yuecheng will return to secular life and marry her.
In addition to loving Li Yuecheng deeply, Chu Jiaowei had another purpose in marrying into the Prime Minister's Mansion. She survived the Prime Minister and his eldest son to death, and with the help of Beigong Tengxiao's power, Li Yuecheng became the Prime Minister.
, and she became the Prime Minister’s wife.
Later, the weak Li Yuecheng finally failed her and was killed by her sword. She took Li Yuecheng's place and became Beiming's female prime minister.
Chu Jiaoli became the queen, and she became the female prime minister, both of which were the result of mutual use. If not, she would not have been able to enter the palace and kill Beigong Tengxiao easily.
As long as I hadn’t met Li Yuecheng, none of this would have happened!
After thinking about it, Chu Jiaoli frowned and said to Mo Wuyou: "Master, you'd better not let her go."
Mo Wuyou glanced at her, turned around and walked into the house, saying: "Go and squat on your horse."
Chu Jiaoli turned around and looked at his back and said, "If you don't want your daughter to become a widow at a young age, don't let her go down the mountain."
Then, she felt a strong wind blowing in front of her eyes, and she didn't know how Mo Wuyou, who had walked a certain distance, came to her. When she reacted, her neck was pinched tightly.
Mo Wuyou's voice was low, with a look of horror on his face, and he said, "What do you know?"
"I... know a lot..." Chu Jiaoli said with difficulty. Seeing that the force on her neck was getting stronger, she frowned and squeezed out another sentence, "I also know a lot... things you don't know.
..."
Hearing this, Mo Wuyou hesitated and slowly relaxed his grip, frowning and releasing her.
"Cough cough cough..." Chu Jiaoli gasped for air, coughed a few more times, and said, "I didn't mean to provoke you. How can a weak woman like me be your opponent?"
Mo Wuyou snorted coldly and said, "I'm sorry you don't dare, but what did you mean by that? Tell me."
Chu Jiaoli tightened her grip on her dress and said: "Actually, Jiaoli has lived once, and this life is a rebirth. She knows many more things than the average person. As long as the trajectory of the situation is not changed because of me, there will be no change."
For other changes, Jiao Li believes that there are some things that Master will definitely want to know."
Hearing this, Mo Wuyou slightly narrowed his eyes and said, "How can I trust you?"
Chu Jiaoli pondered for a moment and said: "It's meaningless to talk about the past, Jiaoli. Let's talk about the future. Master wants to lead the followers of Yousheng Sect to attack the imperial capital on April 15th this year."
, by then one hundred and fifty believers will be ambushing the imperial capital, preparing for a sneak attack, right?"
Hearing this, Mo Wuyou was suddenly startled. He was indeed planning on this matter and was planning to discuss it with Luo Qianye tomorrow. How could she...
He rolled his eyes and said, "Then, did I win?"
Chu Jiaoli paused slightly and said: "The day we invaded the imperial capital happened to be the day of Jiaoli's death. Jiaoli has no way of knowing the specific outcome."
Mo Wuyou slightly narrowed his eyes and said, "So, what do you think you can tell me?"
"Of course it's about the girl just now. I still know everything about her."
Mo Wuyou's voice was a little lower and he said, "You just said she would be a widow. What do you mean?"
Chu Jiaoli rolled her eyes and said: "Master, although you and I didn't know each other before, you and I both know that Li Yuecheng was a weak man who fled the monkhood alone after his eldest sister got engaged to Prince Qi.
Coward, how can I be worthy of your daughter? After coming down from the mountain, she will find a way to find Li Yuecheng and marry him. In the near future, Li Yuecheng will let her down. Instead of feeling sad at that time, it is better to cut the knot quickly now.
, to avoid future troubles forever."
Mo Wuyou raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow. Regardless of whether what Chu Jiaoli said was true or not, it did make some sense.
If being with Li Yuecheng can't make her happy, then what's the point of letting him go?
After thinking about it, he raised his voice and said: "Here comes someone!"
A cultist walked over quickly, lowered his head and said, "Yes, what are the instructions from the leader?"
"Go check the temple where Li Yuecheng is and bring him here."
"Yes."
Mo Wuyou looked at Chu Jiaoli and said, "Just now you told me, I hope this is a secret."
Chu Jiaoli nodded and said: "Jiaoli understands."
He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Will she be called Chu Jiaoping from now on?"
After all, if she changed her appearance and told others she was Chu Jiaoxing, probably no one would believe her.
"In Jiaoli's last life, I remember she changed her name to Chu Jiaowei, Qiangweiwei."
"Chu Jiaowei..." Mo Wuyou groaned softly and said, "That's right, let's continue to call her that way from now on."
The next day, morning.
The apricot blossoms in the courtyard are in full bloom, and the morning sunshine fills the courtyard with the sound of birdsong, which is so beautiful.
Chu Jiaowei put on a purple waist-length undershirt, and her hair was tied into the hairstyle she was accustomed to before.
Seeing the man in red sitting on the nanmu chair, she smiled happily, knelt down and saluted: "Master, thank you for being willing to accept me."
Mo Wuyou gently raised the corners of his lips and said, "My dear disciple, what I said yesterday was nothing but angry words. You probably won't take it seriously, right?"
Chu Jiaowei immediately shook her head and said: "I don't dare, as long as the master doesn't dislike me."
Mo Wuyou's fingertips gently rubbed the armrest of the throne, his evil phoenix eyes revealed an unpredictable smile, and he opened his lips and said, "I have prepared a surprise for you today."
Chu Jiaowei raised her eyebrows in confusion, and saw Mo Wuyou slowly raise his right hand, snapping his slender fingers, and soon a man dressed as a monk stepped into the courtyard.
He has a handsome face and is quite elegant even without hair.
When Chu Jiaowei saw him, she immediately smiled happily, quickly ran to him and said, "Brother Yuecheng!"
