escape.
This is the only word she can think of now, but when she was just about to make a move. A faint sound like snowflakes suddenly rang in her ears, and instantly turned into countless sharp swords, piercing through her heart.
"If you want to escape, I can guarantee that your end will be hundreds of times worse than hers."
The guard would not doubt the authenticity of what Mo Qingli said.
Mo Qingli put Yueyao down, a touch of distress flashed in her indifferent eyes, "Yueyao, why don't you..."
"Princess, Yueyao is fine. Yueyao can survive." Yueyao pulled out a smile with difficulty from the corner of her mouth, causing the blood scab on the side of her mouth to burst into pain again. Then, she grinned and continued: "Besides, it's something made by the princess herself, servant girl, servant girl is reluctant to use it."
As she said that, a blush flashed across Yue Yao's face, but because her face was covered with scars, Mo Qingli didn't notice it.
I just felt a burst of emotion in my heart, and I became even colder towards the guard standing beside me.
"Say, when is Mo Qingyu going to do it?"
The guard trembled when he heard the words, "Wh... when did you do it?! I, I don't know."
Mo Qingli's eyes froze, she pinched the guard's neck with one hand, and lifted her up. The guard's feet gradually lifted off the ground, and an unnatural flush appeared on his face.
"Say."
There was no trace of emotion in Mo Qingli's voice.
The guard bit his lip, then closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.
"Princess."
Yue Yao screamed, Mo Qingli looked up, and found that the guard bit his tongue and committed suicide. Mo Qingli frowned and threw the guard to the ground.
Obviously, she did not expect that Mo Qingyu would have such a loyal guard following her.
But today's main purpose is to find Yueyao, and now that Yueyao has been found, other things can be postponed.
Mo Qingli brought the seriously injured Yueyao back to the mansion, and ordered someone to give Yueyao a simple wash, and Ran Ge rushed over with the medicine box.
When Ran Ge saw Yueyao's appearance, there were some tears in his eyes, but he held back and didn't let them flow out.
In the Motian Dynasty, it was extremely useless and cowardly for a woman to shed tears. Heads can be broken, blood can flow, but tears don't flow easily.
Ran Ge sniffed, turned his head and glanced at Mo Qingli, obviously blaming Mo Qingli, the master, for not being able to protect even one striker.
But Ran Ge still has the overall situation in mind, she knows that now is not the time to blame anyone, the most important thing now is to save Yue Yao first.
Mo Qingli turned around and walked out of the room slowly.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, a gleam of golden light flashed across her eyes, captivating people's hearts and souls.
A maid stepped forward and told Mo Qingli, "Princess Xiaoyao, Mr. Xiaoyao is not in the residence."
"Well, I see. Let's go!"
"yes!"
Mo Qingli rubbed her hands, and looked in the direction of Xiaoyao Yunyan's house, the look in her eyes was unpredictable.
In the early morning of the next day, Mo Qingli glanced at Ran Ge who was still treating Yueyao in the room, and Yueyao who was extremely pale with her eyes closed, before turning around and leaving the mansion.
The street in front of the mansion looked unusually deserted, calm when the wind and rain were coming.
Mo Qingli pursed her lips, got on the sedan chair, and went to the palace.
Outside the palace, the guards at the gate of the palace also looked solemn. Mo Qingli got off the sedan chair, just in time to see Li Jing's sedan chair also arrived at the gate of the palace. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and walked into the seemingly peaceful palace together.