In the past, His Highness had no one or thing that he cared about, so others could not threaten him with anything.
Now...the woman he likes and his children are in the hands of others. This is a very bad situation for him.
Lan Qingyue didn't know Yue Ji well, but she had a vague feeling in her heart that Yue Ji was not an easy person to deal with.
Otherwise, he had sent so many people to secretly protect Mu Lingyue, but Yue Ji still got her hands on her.[
"Mo Nu, remember what I said. You are the person I trust most, so... don't let me down."
Mo Nu's eyes were red, he bit his lip, and after a while he nodded heavily. He had a thousand words in his mind, but in the end, he just said, "Your Highness... you have to be careful."
Biluo Cliff is as desolate as the legend...
There is no grass growing here, and there are layers of cold white mist surrounding it.
Even if you can see one or two flowers, they are as dark as ink.
Mu Lingyue thought of the tree she saw in the Demon World, which was also covered with black flowers.
No...it should be red.
Because the color is too dark, it looks like black.
Are the flowers here... so rich in color that they look like black because they have absorbed too much blood?
she does not know...
This is a strange place.
It's a strange, cold, depressing place that makes people feel like they can't breathe.
Mu Lingyue hugged the boy in her arms tightly.
Yue Ji was sitting on the edge of the cliff, humming something softly in a language she didn't understand.
"Are you curious why I brought you here?"
She sang a few lines, turned around, a charming smile appeared on her lips, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
Mu Lingyue looked at her coldly, "If you want to say something, then say it. If you don't want to say it, don't talk nonsense to me."
Yue Ji chuckled lightly, "Miss Lingyue, why are you so angry? You should have known for a long time that I, Yue Ji, am by no means a good person. From the day you chose to cooperate with me, you should have understood. Now
There is no point in regretting it again."
Mu Lingyue gritted her teeth and looked at her and said, "If you are dissatisfied with me, just come at me. The child is innocent, so let him go." [
Yue Ji lazily glanced at the boy. He couldn't bear the severe cold and had passed out. His usually red face turned pale and colorless, without any life at all.
She curled her lips, yawned lazily, and smiled very coquettishly, "If it was useless to me, I wouldn't have caught it. This child is very useful. I'm really sorry.
I can't let him go."
Mu Lingyue's eyes seemed to be bursting with fire, and the boy's body gradually became colder. Looking at his little face whose color was gradually fading, her heart felt like a knife was cutting it.
Her body was bound by Yue Ji's spiritual magic and she could not move.
"What do you want?" she roared almost losing her mind.
Yue Ji stretched out her fingers and gently touched the red cardamom on her nails. She half-opened her almond-shaped eyes and smiled softly. She said in a lazy tone, "Why are you so anxious? You will know soon. If
He really cares about what you mother and son say, and he will be here soon. Shhh, listen..."
She suddenly lowered her voice and put a hand to her ear.