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When her heart was haggard and indifferent, a figure slowly appeared behind her …
Her pair of lonely purple eyes seemed to see through Qiao Qiao the figure of another man.
Was he thinking about that person?
In recent days, he had always been able to see such a depressing scene. He had always chosen to avoid her, and even when she was unconscious, he had clearly called out the other men's names. He had always been deceiving himself, persuading himself to believe that all of this still belonged to him.
Qiao Qiao was still lost in thought. Behind him, a pair of eyes had already studied her thoroughly. She looked sideways slightly, half of her perfect profile reflected under the Pear Blossom Tree; her light eyes, long and slightly curled eyelashes, with her tall nose, rosy little mouth, and her snow-white gown proudly standing there, causing He Ming's body to tremble. Even though he knew that everything he had achieved was just an illusion, he was still willing to do it.
"Why are you here?" Qiao Qiao who was still in the corner of her eyes glanced at the red dress that could not be ignored. She turned around and asked with surprise.
Looking at Qiao Qiao's rosy face, he could not help but laugh absentmindedly, "You just came back from the Demon Palace and went to the Pear Blossom Academy. You were not there. You only found out that you were here when you asked Xiu Luan."
"Right." Qiao still responded indifferently, then he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you find out about Vice Minister Liu and Minister Shen?"
"Yes, I am heading for the palace. The palace should report that Qingwu has been rescued by someone, and as for Vice Minister Liu and Shen Shangshu, after they heard that Yan Mo Chen had usurped the throne, the two of them who were the most against it vowed to support Qiao Nation to the death in the previous dynasty and were escorted by Yan Mo Chen into the palace." He You You replied, "Looks like Qiao Guo is a loyal person."
"That's good." As long as their lives were not in danger, neither the current Happy Empire nor the Forgotten Nation could lack such loyal followers. This was also why Yan Mo Chen did not dare to do anything to the two of them, right?
"I heard that the girl called Qingwu you found came to the Demon Palace?" He You You raised his eyebrows. This was what he had heard from the guard at the entrance after returning to the palace. He had only heard a little bit, but didn't know the details.
"Right." Qiao Qiao still nodded, "Qingwu was imprisoned in the Sky Prison and was saved by Yan Mo Chen's secret guard, Yan Mu."
"Oh?" He Ming You frowned slightly, his lips curving into a smile that was not a smile, "I didn't expect that the secret guard beside Yan Mo Chen would be loyal to you, the old emperor."
Qiao Qiao continued to snicker secretly. He did not want to echo He You You You's somewhat provocative words.
"No wonder when I first entered the palace, I heard that Yan Mo Chen's most capable assistant is now hanging by the entrance of the palace half-dead. So the reason for this is because of you." Seeing that Qiao was still silent, He You You continued to add his own words.
Qiao Qiao was still clearly shocked. She thought that Yan Mu was Yan Mo Chen's favorite person and that they grew up together since childhood, that they were like brothers. When she found out the truth, she would be angered by Yan Mu for letting Qingwu go, but she would never pursue the matter.
"What is it? Do you need me to rescue him? " He You You stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his lips, as if he was waiting for Qiao to beg him.
"No need." She still understood a little about Yan Mu. Even if she were to send someone to rescue him, he would not abandon Yan Mo Chen and leave with her. He told Yan Mo Chen that he loved him deeply as his master, but it was likely that they had already been relatives for a long time.
"Alright, I'll listen to you." He Mingyou spread out his hands. From the bottom of his heart, he wasn't prepared to spend too much effort to save the people around his love rival.
"I'll go back and take a look at Qingwu." It was obvious that Qiao Qiao did not want to talk to He Huan You any longer, so he simply found a reason and prepared to leave.
"Of course …" She pulled her into his embrace with all her might, bringing her into his embrace. Her pair of purple eyes seemed to be able to melt water as she gently opened her lips. A warm feeling swept past her ear, "Stay, and accompany me, okay?"
"Let go!" Qiao Qiao was still glaring angrily at He Ming You, struggling non-stop in his embrace.
"I won't let you go. Of course, I will never let you go. Just for a moment, like before. " He You You's voice was slightly begging, her eyes filled with anticipation.
"Let her go!"
Without waiting for Qiao Qiao to continue to refuse, a loud roar came from the beam, interrupting their struggle.
Qiao Qiao still raised his eyebrows. He saw Ji Mingyuan standing on top of the beam, dressed in dark robes. His usually warm and handsome face was now icy cold. His cold eyes were staring straight at the hand that was tightly holding onto Qiao Yifan, and his entire body was filled with anger.
"Who are you?" Suddenly, he smiled and clicked his tongue, "Oh, I remember now. You are the male consort of the palace, and you fell after taking one of my palms. You still dare to trespass into the Demon Palace today? It seems like if I don't teach you a lesson, you've forgotten about my identity."
"He You You!" When Joe saw that his hand was still gathering black air and was about to make a move, she roared and a pair of fishes pulled his sleeves and lightly shook her head at him.
Ji Mingyuan tightly clenched his fists. He looked at Qiao Qiao with doubt in his eyes.
"Ji Mingyuan, you can leave now. The palace is no longer mine, so leave the capital. The further you go, the better." Qiao Qiao's face fell as he spoke to Ji Mingyuan.
"Ran Er, you …" He knew that there had always been someone in Ran'er's heart, but he knew that that person wasn't him, and that person definitely wasn't the Demon Lord. He had always thought that as long as Ran'er was happy, even if the person who gave her happiness wasn't him, he would still be willing.
"I am willing to enter this palace." "Besides, you understand that I have never had any feelings for you. As for the fact that I wanted to bring you into the harem, that was not my intention. If you have any grudges, I'll seriously apologize to you here."
"Ran, you know, I don't care about that at all." Ji Mingyuan slowly loosened his grip on his hands and spoke in a deep voice.
"But I care!" Qiao was still shouting at Ji Mingyuan, "Go! Go!"
"But Ran'er …" Ji Mingyuan wanted to say something, but hesitated. He slowly stretched out his arm, intending to jump down from the rafters.
Qiao Qiao's ears still twitched as she heard the sound of a great number of footsteps nearing. She knew that things weren't good and glared at Ji Mingyuan, but her tone became even gloomier. "There's no but, I don't want to see you at all!" "Let's go!"
Ji Mingyuan was stunned. He feared that Qiao Qiao would treat him in such a manner. After a moment of absent-mindedness, he smiled and spoke in a bitter tone, "Are you trying to force him away like this as well?"
Qiao Qiao was still stunned, but then he smiled and said, "Ji Mingyuan, in my heart, you've never left a single spot. I've always thought that you were well aware of this. It seems that I've misunderstood you."
Ji Mingyuan laughed out loud as his voice trembled. "Good. If you let me go, then I'll leave."
With that, Ji Mingyuan looked at Qiao Qiao with a wistful look. He then leapt into the air, and the mysterious figure gradually left Qiao Yifan's line of sight.
Qiao once again turned his head to look, only to see He Ming's eyes filled with amusement. Behind him, a large group of Devil Palace guards were slowly approaching, shoulder to shoulder.
"All of you, step down!" He You You shouted coldly, and the guards behind him responded. Accompanied by neat footsteps, they gradually retreated.
Qiao still heaved a sigh of relief. Good, at the last moment, Ji Mingyuan had left …
"Of course, I didn't expect that you would have so many peach blossoms here." He Mingyou seemed to be joking as he said, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, "The previous Regent, the master of the Qing Jue Palace, the capital's number one gongzi …"
"Hur hur." Qiao Qiao still gave a faint smile as she interrupted He You You's mouth. That's right, in the modern era, she had lived for twenty years, yet she did not have a single peach flower by her side. It was unknown whether this was luck or misfortune for her.
However, Qiao Qiao still did not know that in modern times, she did not lack a single peach flower. It was just that the peach flower had just sprouted and was snapped by a black bloke like He You You.
"Of course, what are you thinking about?" Seeing that Qiao Yifan was still lost in thought, He You You couldn't help but stretch out his hand and wave it in front of her eyes.
"No, nothing." Qiao Qiao still returned to his senses and shook his head. His gaze was slightly evasive. "I'll return to Pear Blossom Academy first to take a look at Qingwu."
Without waiting for He Ming You to reply, Qiao once again quickly walked in the direction of the Pear Blossom Academy.
He You You was the only one left standing under the Pear Blossom Tree. The gentle smile from before froze on her face.
"Chimei!" He let out a slow shout.
"Your subordinate is here!" Not knowing where, Chimei appeared out of nowhere and respectfully kowtowed to He You You.
"From then on, there will no longer be a First Young Master in the capital. Do you understand?" He You You stood with his hands behind his back, his thin lips slightly curled up, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Yes, this subordinate understands!" Chimei bowed as she received the order. Her gaze followed the figure of the man who left the house just now.
"Go." He You You then waved his hand, which was devoid of any killing intent. What followed was an enchanting and enchanting look.
"Yes." Qi Mei stood up and chased after Mo'er.
He You You gave a light smile and began pacing slightly towards the direction of the Pear Blossom Academy …