Jiang Yanning still didn't look up, but knelt down again.
Jiang Yanning's previous offenses and insolence were all put away one by one. Just like everyone else, he bowed his head and never looked the emperor in the eye again.
As the legitimate son of the second branch of the Jiang family, doesn't he know the etiquette of respect and inferiority?
Everything in the past was a kind of showing off and secret joy.
What he can do, others cannot do.
He enjoyed Mo Qin's preference and indulgence towards him. He did it deliberately and enjoyed it.
But now, he doesn't want all of this anymore.
"Please let me go, Your Highness."
“…”
Mo Qin paused her fingers that were playing with the porcelain cup. She frowned and could only see the top of Jiang Yanning's head.
"Leave. Where to?"
“…”
Jiang Yanning didn't answer. I don't know whether he hadn't decided where to go or didn't want to say it.
Mo Qin stood up and walked slowly to Jiang Yanning. She said:
"Look up."
Jiang Yanning's body trembled for a moment, and it took him a while to slowly raise his head.
He looked straight ahead, not at Mo Qin.
If you are afraid of seeing it, you will feel soft-hearted and uncomfortable.
Mo Qin was obviously very unhappy about this, but there was nothing she could do.
Just like she did so long ago, she asked solemnly:
"Have you thought it through?"
Jiang Yanning clenched his hands under his sleeves, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and he spoke with difficulty and determination:
"I've made up my mind. I beg Your Majesty... to grant my wish."
“…”
Mo Qin reached out and pinched Jiang Yanning's chin, lifted it slightly, leaned in and kissed him.
Jiang Yaning's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and he raised his eyes in an instant, staring straight into Mo Qin's bottomless eyes.
The emotions that she had been trying hard to suppress burst out, and tears as big as beans rolled down her eyes, dripping onto the intricate embroidery on the hem of her clothes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Mo Qin stepped back and asked again:
"Must I go?"
Jiang Yanning blinked, and tiny tears appeared on her thick and curly eyelashes.
He curled his lips into a faint smile, like a delicate flower blooming on a cliff.
"Your Majesty, do you want me?"
Jiang Yanning climbed up Mo Qin's clothes with both hands, and half-crouched in Mo Qin's arms, "As long as Your Majesty is willing to let me go, Yanning will do anything..."
Mo Qin: “…”
Mo Qin paused for a while, then she raised her hand to stroke Jiang Yanning's long hair and compromised:
"Okay, I'll let you go."
Jiang Yanning felt that the embroidery on Mo Qin's lapel hurt his palms so much that the pain went all the way to his heart, as if it was cutting his heart open.
"Thank you... Your Majesty for your grace!"
Jiang Yanning kowtowed properly, then lowered his head and turned to leave.
Mo Qin looked at Jiang Yanning's back, feeling indescribable.
There is probably some anger.
The afterglow of Mo Qin's hand slid across the bows on the shelf nearby...
When Jiang Yanning was about to reach the gate of the courtyard, Mo Qin's voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Jiang Yanning!"
Jiang Yanning paused and before he turned around, he heard a sound of breaking air.
call out--
An arrow slipped past his side and hit the door frame of the courtyard gate.
Under the setting sun, the arrow had a light golden halo. Upon closer inspection, one could actually see very fine lines engraved on the arrow, like some kind of runes.
Jiang Yanning's pupils shrank slightly, and when he tried to take a closer look, he saw that the arrow had turned into powder and disappeared.
All that remained was the mark on the door frame where the arrow had pierced it.
This is the arrow from that night...
Jiang Yanning turned around and saw only an open door. The door was empty and Mo Qin was no longer there.
-
The new emperor's coronation ceremony was held, but the empress was not present. Afterwards, there was no imperial decree from the emperor to confer the title of empress.
Everyone thought that the emperor had finally abandoned the guilty minister Zhizi.
But soon, everyone discovered that Jiang Yanning was missing.
Yes, it's gone.
No one knew where he went.
-
Mo Qin was wearing a dark robe and standing in the dungeon.
Mo Yang looked up at her with hatred in his eyes.
"What have you done to me!"
It was very boring in prison, and Mo Yang could only think about random things. After thinking about it, she thought that the only possibility was that Mo Qin did something to her, causing her to lose that mysterious power.
Mo Qin had no expression on his face and looked at her as if she were an ant.
Aren't you awakened?
Whatever...
Mo Qin walked towards Mo Yang, and her slightly cool fingers fell on Mo Yang's eyebrows.
Mo Yang was nailed to the spot, unable to even move his eyeballs, and something drilled into his brow.
"Just stay here."
“…”
Mo Yang was terrified.
Stay here?
What stays here?
Wasn't she already imprisoned? How could she stay...
Mo Yang knelt where she was. In her remaining vision, she saw Mo Qin pick up something that looked like a stick and draw something around her...
It's like a sacrificial ritual.
Is this going to kill her?
No one gave her an answer.
After Mo Qin finished drawing the formation, he threw away the stick in his hand and stood in front of Mo Yang again. He quickly formed seals with his hands and a light golden light rose from the formation.
An invisible shackle bound Mo Yang tightly. Mo Yang didn't know what happened. She was not dead and there was no pain on her body.
But I have an inexplicable premonition that something is constantly slipping away and being worn away.
The dungeon is very special, there are no other inmates in it.
There are only Qingjia and Moyang.
Mo Qin used the same formation on both of them, which cost her a lot of energy.
When she walked out of the dungeon, the sunlight felt cool on her body.
If someone touched her fingertips now, they would definitely be cold.
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