C6 Catechism(6)

Qianqian heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing her smile. She ignored everyone and dragged her husband and daughter out with one hand.

Mu Fei panicked and chased after her. "Qianqian, if you have something to say, we'll talk about it later."

Unwilling to give up, Tang You followed, "Ah Hao, are you going to leave just like that? You don't want to vent your anger? "

The Emperor of Cangwu, Nalan Qiming, rolled his eyes. These two were useless. Even after so many years, they still couldn't forget about Bai Qianqian.

As long as she was there, things wouldn't be peaceful.

As the group of people noisily made their way to the imperial garden, someone suddenly pointed at the sky and cried out in alarm.

"What's that?"

The crowd looked up and saw a small black dot slowly approaching the palace. As it got closer, they realized that it was a huge butterfly kite, with two enormous wings fluttering in the air. On top of the kite was a handsome man with long hair as black as ink.

"Little Ya, let me do it as well."

That man's sword-like eyebrows were handsome and his bright eyes were burning like a fire. His entire body was exuding a wild aura.

Junyong recognized him and her mouth twitched. "Brother Zhuorann, you …"

Oh my god, the Tia Family young master's every action is unexpected and unfathomable.

Tia Zhuorann had an evil smile on his face, "Let's elope."

Junyong's head was full of black lines as she swore repeatedly and acted in an absurd manner.

However, his suggestion made her heart palpitate. She really wanted to leave this mess and follow the wind. She didn't want to face those complicated gazes filled with pity, sympathy, and pity.

She looked at her parents hesitantly. Tang Yuvhao nodded at her.

She heaved a sigh of relief. She had only taken two steps when her sleeve was grabbed. Mu Jinmo changed his elegant demeanor and said anxiously, "Yong, you're not allowed to leave."

"Can you control it?" She smiled coldly and pulled out a dagger from nowhere.

Blood flew like a butterfly as the sword raised and fell. It shattered to pieces on the ground, as if it was an irrevocable ending.

Mu Jinmo's eyes were bloodshot and his face was twitching in pain.

"Yong, don't be willful. Listen to my explanation …"

A long whip was like a snake, approaching menacingly like thunder and lightning. If one was hit by it, then one would either die or be crippled.

His reaction was extremely fast. His body flipped backwards, and with incomparable agility, he dodged the attack in time.

That whip didn't take advantage of the opportunity to give chase. Instead, it nimbly twisted and pulled Junyong's slender waist. Like a cloud, she floated up, and in just a moment, she was in Junyong's arms.

His black eyes were like flames ignited. They were sparkling and full of smiles. "Hold on tight, we're flying."

Tang Juannyong felt dizzy and dizzy. This was the feeling she always had when she was with him.

Unlike being with Mu Jinmo, who was as calm as a stream, it was indescribably comfortable …

"Uncle Hao, Aunt, I will take good care of Xiao Ya, don't worry."

Mu Jinmo was frantic. His face was as white as paper. "You're not allowed to leave. Yong, quickly come down. Yong, listen to me. Someone, get them down."

The palace guards hesitated before looking at the emperor. Mu Fei waved his hand and said, "Don't kill anyone, especially the princess consort. You must not suffer any injuries."

Everyone walked forward and aimed their bows and arrows at the kite. They were using all their strength, making the atmosphere extremely tense.