The next day, New Year's Eve, was supposed to be the wedding day of Qiao Mu and Feng Jiang, but it didn't feel festive at all.
Last night, Fengjiang left.
When Qiao Mu went to find him, only a letter was left in his room.
Shortly after dawn, Qiao Mu went crazy and walked out carrying her dragon tongue silver gun.
Fortunately, Long Shiyi, who had gotten up early, met her and pulled her back.
Feng Jiuer slept deeply last night. Di Wuya personally changed her clothes and stayed by her side all night.
When Little Cherry came and knocked on the door, the person inside was not awake yet.
"Jiu'er, something happened! Something happened to the third prince!"
She shouted, knocked on the door casually, opened the door and walked in.
Yu Jingfeng, who was resting in the hall, sat up and strode forward to greet him.
"Little Cherry, what's wrong?"
Little Cherry came to the inner door and knocked hard.
"Jiu'er, something happened. Something happened to the third prince."
"Jiu'er, get up! Hurry! Otherwise Qiao Mu will go crazy."
Yu Jingfeng didn't expect Little Cherry to be so direct, and tried to stop her but couldn't.
He came to Little Cherry and whispered: "Little Cherry, my prince is back. What happened?"
"I know your prince is back and the third prince is missing. Quick, wake them up."
Little Cherry was so anxious that she continued to knock on the door.
"Jiu'er, the third prince has gone to find Feng Jin. Jiu'er, get up quickly."
"Qiao Mu is crazy! Get up and stop her quickly. She wants to save the third prince, Jiu'er, by herself!"
Feng Jiuer slept deeply last night, but when it was almost dawn, she had a strange dream.
She dreamed that Uncle Nine Emperors was back, and she also dreamed that her father was taken away, and there was a man whose appearance he could not see clearly, who fell in a pool of blood trying to save her father.
Although she couldn't see clearly what he looked like, her heart ached when she saw him fall.
This person is very important to her.
Who is he?
"don't want!"
Feng Jiuer suddenly screamed and sat up suddenly.
"Girl."
Di Wuya held her with one hand and stroked her head with the other.
He looked down at her and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
Feng Jiuer took a deep breath, raised her eyes to meet the man's gaze, her eyes were red.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I had a dream. I dreamed that..." "Jiu'er, something happened!"
Little Cherry's voice came again, "Something happened to the Third Prince, please get up quickly."
"Jiu'er!"
Feng Jiuer looked back and her eyes suddenly widened.
There was a "swish" sound in my head, and something flashed through my mind. Isn't that completely bloodless face in the dream that of Brother Three Emperors?
Feng Jiuer left the man's arms, got off the bed, and walked out without even having time to put on her shoes.
"Little Cherry, what did you say?"
Feng Jiuer opened the door with a look of horror on her face.
Little Cherry looked into Feng Jiuer's eyes and was also stunned.
"Jiu'er."
Her voice was a little softer.
"What did you say?
What happened to my Third Emperor Brother?"
Feng Jiuer grabbed Little Cherry's sleeves.
"Little Cherry, speak up! What happened to my Third Emperor Brother?"
Little Cherry didn't know that Feng Jiuer had a nightmare, so she definitely didn't understand why she was so nervous than she thought.
There was grief, hatred, and murderous intent in her eyes.
Such Feng Jiuer made Little Cherry unconsciously wonder, has something really happened to the third prince?
"Jiu'er."
Little Cherry was so frightened that Feng Jiuer lost her soul.
Feng Jiuer then let go of Little Cherry and tried hard to hide the fear she had brought out in her dream.
Emperor Wuya came over and put his robe on her body.
Feng Jiuer said nothing and was carried back.
"Jiu'er, the third prince is missing."
Little Cherry finally came to her senses and said softly.
When Feng Jiuer heard this, she pinched the corner of Di Wuya's clothes tightly.
"What exactly is going on?"
At this time, she must stay calm, otherwise Qiao Mu will really go crazy.
It was hard for Feng Jiuer to imagine what crazy things Qiao Mu would do after knowing that the Third Emperor Brother was missing.
If it were her, she was happily planning her wedding to her sweetheart last night, but today, if he disappeared, she would also go crazy, wouldn't she?
"I don't know either."
Little Cherry shook her head helplessly.
"I heard that Qiao Mu went to see the third prince early this morning. The third prince disappeared and only a letter was left in the room."
"Qiao Mu went crazy and went to save people with a silver gun. In the end, he was stopped by Long Shiyi and several brothers."
"Jiu'er, I really don't know what's going on. Please go and have a look."
Feng Jiu'er was placed next to the bed, she put on her shoes, and Di Wuya brought another piece of clothing.
Little Cherry said nothing more, took a step forward, and closed the door to the room.
When Di Wuya and Feng Jiuer passed by, there were still many people in the courtyard.
Qiao Mu was not subdued, she was just defeated by everyone.
She took her dragon tongue silver gun, rested for a while, and then glared at the people present.
"I don't want to hurt anyone, get out of the way! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Qiao Mu, what's the matter? Can we discuss it after Miss Jiu'er comes over?"
Yang Sheng was unwilling to get out of the way no matter what.
Judging from his messy clothes and the dust on his face and hands, he knew that he had been beaten a lot just now.
"Yang Sheng, get out of my way!"
Qiao Mu made a "swish" sound, grabbed the dragon tongue silver gun, and pointed it at Yang Sheng.
"If Fengjiang dares to escape from marriage, I must bring him back!"
"Yang Sheng, get out of my way! Get out of my way quickly!"
Qiao Mu's eyes turned red with anger. Today, no matter who it was, no one could stop her! In her red, bloodshot eyes, besides anger, there was more worry.
Qiao Mu also didn't want to show her worries, as if if she didn't worry, nothing would happen to him.
"Qiao Mu, don't be impulsive!"
Long Shiyi wanted to go over and get her silver gun.
Qiao Mu turned around and stared at Long Shiyi: "Let's go! Get out of here, let's go!"
"arbor."
When the tree was rotten, Feng Jiuer's voice with inner strength came in.
Everyone turned around and saw a woman wearing a snow-white robe appearing at the entrance.
The man next to her was also wearing a similarly white robe.
The two of them, one tall and one short, are both handsome and beautiful. They are a pair that makes others envious.
But, at this moment, no one has the mind to think about anything else.
"Jiu'er."
Yue Qinchun went over and handed the letter in his hand to Feng Jiuer.
"This is the letter found by Qiao Mu. Please read it."
Feng Jiuer took the letter and did not stop.
She walked straight to Qiao Mu, stretched out her white and slender hands, and grabbed the tip of the silver gun.
Qiao Mu looked at her for a while and then took back the silver gun.
"Come in and talk."
Before Qiao Mu could say anything, Feng Jiuer said softly, turned around and walked towards the main hall.
Qiao Mu held the silver gun tightly, grabbed it, and left.
Her footsteps were so heavy that it made people feel distressed.
If this incident hadn't happened, Qiao Mu would be the bride today.
