The black master's face was startled, and the sly smile at the corner of his mouth instantly froze on his still handsome face.
His eyes paused, then returned to his mischievous smile. He walked to the couch and sat down. He said like a father to his daughter: "Of course she will get married when she grows up! If the girl doesn't like Murong Jue, why?
Master, how about I help you capture him and imprison him in the Snow Palace?" The dark-colored master said as if jokingly, as if seriously, and his eyes as black as obsidian exuded a majesty that others dared not look directly into.
Qingcheng raised her eyes, smiled bitterly, turned away from his gaze and said softly: "Then can you imprison all those people outside?" Even if he could really imprison Murong Jue, he could still imprison him.
Should everyone in the world be locked up?
"Girl..." Master Mo Se called her worriedly. It seemed that his Qingcheng was really sad!
"If I had known this, I would never have come back!" Qingcheng said with a smile as before, with tears faintly visible in her eyes as she glanced at him.
In fact, she felt very wronged and uncomfortable, but she could not vent it out wantonly, let alone say willfully: I will not marry!
If she does this, then she will sacrifice not only the lives of everyone in Ye Mansion, but also Yunmo... In fact, she and he both know in their hearts that once they escape from the imperial city again, if they are caught, they will still
There is no future, and you may even lose the life of the person you care about most!
How could she be willing to see him in any danger or hurt? Even though her heart was wrenching now, she was willing to bear such pain compared to losing him completely!
Qingcheng's murmur made Master Mo Se feel pain in his heart. This was the first time he had seen her like this.
A touch of sadness spreads around her. The more she forces herself to bury the most precious feelings in her heart, the more people who know her will feel distressed and worried about her!
"Girl, in three days, how about my master coming to kidnap the bride?" He said this. Even if he was openly his enemy to King Chen, he couldn't bear to see her so wronged and sad. But his words that sounded serious made her feel sad.
Qingcheng laughed out loud, raised her eyebrows, and asked with the same naughty tone: "When did you become a flower-picking thief?"
"Haha... let's see who pawned this flower?" Master Mo Se saw her smile, and took advantage of the atmosphere to relax and continued quickly.
Qingcheng understood that he had put in a lot of effort, so naturally she couldn't keep pouring cold water on him and making him worry. The two of them spent the subsequent words in laughter, and the two guard maids outside the door had already gone with Master Mo Se when he came in.