Chapter 221 What is his Yue'er doing at this moment?
Lan Xiyue shook her head, her black hair fluttering in the wind, "It's okay." Before she finished speaking, the man in gray and several men in black were about to escape.
She just flipped her hand, and several silver needles shot out from between her fingers, with a cold light flashing.
At the same time, the broken jade fan in Dongfang Ming's hand flew into the air, and the edge of the fan drew a sharp arc of light.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
Several people fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
The folding fan spun back into its owner's palm. Dongfang Ming raised an eyebrow and looked at the girl opposite him, a playful smile in his eyes: "Xiao Yue'er's embroidery needlework is really superb."
Lan Xiyue glanced at the jade-like bone fan in his hand, and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "The blade in the fan of the evildoer is not an ordinary thing."
Suddenly, she felt a shadow looming, and Dongfang Ming was approaching. He leaned in close to her ear, his warm breath caressing her temples. "It seems Mo Liyuan is just so-so... Did he show up when Xiao Yue'er was in danger?" He lifted her chin playfully with his folding fan. "Why don't you follow me and ride the rivers and lakes?"
"Monster, stop it." Lan Xiyue slapped open her folding fan. She had always wanted to roam the world, but now she had a hidden mission. She wanted to rebel. There was only one year left, so she had to hurry up and build up her power.
Lan Xiyue felt a sudden pain at the back of her neck, and Dongfang Ming's knife had already fallen accurately.
When her consciousness became blurred, Lan Xiyue could only curse in her heart: Damn, what does this monster want to do... I was so careless!
Dongfang Ming steadily caught the limp body and stroked her furrowed brows with his fingertips.
"Xiao Yue'er..." A sigh-like whisper dissipated in the wind. "After all... I can't bear to see you marry that fellow Mo Liyuan. The fireflies of Miaojiang can illuminate the stars. If you don't like it... I will accompany you to the ends of the earth, okay? I only ask that you stay by my side."
The two figures disappeared in the mass grave, leaving only corpses lying on the ground in all directions.
An Yi and An Er broke free from the entanglement of the men in black and followed the traces of the carriage all the way to the mass grave.
Corpses were scattered all over the ground, blood had not yet dried, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell.
The two of them took a deep breath and looked at each other, seeing solemnity in each other's eyes.
"Search!" An Yi shouted, and the two of them quickly dispersed, searching among the corpses for clues. However, after a full circle, they still couldn't find Lan Xiyue.
An Yi clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Oh no! Where's the princess?"
An Er frowned and glanced around: "Could it be... that he was kidnapped by these men in black?"
As soon as these words were spoken, their hearts suddenly sank. If this were true, the consequences would be unimaginable.
An Er squatted down and pulled out several blood-stained embroidery needles from the throat of a corpse. His eyes narrowed: "These embroidery needles should belong to the princess!"
But the rest of the corpses were killed in one blow, with smooth cuts on their throats, obviously caused by some sharp weapon.
An Yi pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "It seems that someone came to the rescue and took the princess away."
An Er clenched his embroidery needle, worried: "But who is that person? Where did he take the princess?"
The situation was unclear, and any further delay would only increase the danger. An Yi made a quick decision: "An Er, report back to the master immediately. I'll go find the princess!"
An Er nodded heavily. This was the only way now. The two of them no longer hesitated, and in a flash, they acted separately.
Mo Liyuan left the palace, galloped on his horse, and hurried back to the Regent's Palace.
As soon as he dismounted from his horse, the butler came forward and before he could speak, he asked in a cold voice, "Where is Yue'er? Is she still waiting in the main courtyard?"
The housekeeper bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, the princess... the princess said she had something to do and has already left the house."
Mo Liyuan's eyes suddenly darkened, and the aura around him was like frost and snow, but he didn't say a word and walked straight into the mansion.
In the study, he slowly sat down at the desk, bent his knuckles slightly, took out a brocade box from his sleeve, and opened it.
Mo Liyuan picked up the blood jade bracelet from the brocade box, and gently stroked the blood-red jade with his fingertips, with a faint smile flashing in his eyes.
This is a token left by the Queen Mother to her future daughter-in-law, and is also a symbol of the Regent Princess.
His fingertips paused slightly, his eyes darkened, as if he was thinking about something. Finally, he put the jade bracelet back into the box and closed the brocade lid.
I will go find Yue'er tonight and put it on her myself.
Just as he was pondering, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps outside the door. Before he could pass on the message, a clear young man's voice rushed in.
"Little Uncle!"
Mo Yifan was out of breath from running all the way. As soon as he entered the room, he slumped down on the armchair beside him, his chest heaving. He took two sips of tea before he could catch his breath. He raised his eyes and said, "I heard that you asked the emperor to grant you a marriage?!"
His eyes widened in disbelief, "Little Uncle, your movements...are a little too fast!"
Mo Yifan looked at the bracelet on the table, stood up and walked over, "Hey! Isn't this the blood jade bracelet that the Imperial Grandmother has always treasured? It's said that the Imperial Grandfather obtained a piece of fine Hetian jade in the North Sea and gave it to the Imperial Grandmother when he came back. The Imperial Grandmother has always treasured it very much. It was only five years ago when my aunt got married in Saibei that the Imperial Grandmother asked the Sizhenfang in the palace to make two blood jade bracelets with that piece of Hetian jade. One was given to my aunt and the other is in the hands of the Imperial Grandmother. Last time, the Queen Mother asked for it, but was scolded by the Queen Mother and was embarrassed. It was really funny."
The little aunt Mo Yifan was talking about was Princess An Linchuan, who was two years older than Mo Liyuan. Princess Linchuan's biological mother died shortly after she was born.
The Queen Mother took Linchuan to her side and raised her since she was a child. She doted on her very much. When Princess Linchuan came of age, she invited many court ministers and princes to choose a husband for her, but Princess Linchuan didn't like any of them.
Five years ago, the King of Saibei, Wei Wuxian, came to Dongyao Kingdom to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday. Princess Linchuan actually fell in love with Wei Wuxian. Even though the Queen Mother was reluctant to let Princess Linchuan marry far away in Saibei, she could not bear her crying, so in the end the Queen Mother agreed to let Princess Linchuan marry to Saibei.
Mo Liyuan glanced at him calmly, closed the box, and put it into his sleeve. "Since you are so weak and short of breath, why don't you go to the Dark Guard Camp and train for three months tomorrow?"
Mo Yifan wailed upon hearing this, walked over, and slumped down in his chair, leaning back. "I'm not going! Is that a place for people to stay?" He curled his lips, moved closer, and said with a grin, "I just heard that the young emperor's uncle has come out of the palace, and I'm anxious to come and congratulate him!"
Mo Liyuan didn't bother to pay attention to him. His slender fingers tapped the table lightly, but his eyes involuntarily fell to the window.
——What is his Yue'er doing at this moment?
Mo Yifan looked at the absent-minded young uncle opposite him with a mischievous look. "Huh!" He suddenly leaned forward, a sly glint in his eyes. "Young uncle, you look so amorous. Could it be that you're thinking about Miss Lan? Tsk tsk tsk tsk! I'm afraid the young uncle's image as a cold-faced devil who doesn't like women will be ruined in an instant."
Mo Liyuan withdrew his gaze, his slender fingers stroking the celadon teacup, and glanced over coldly: "Are you free?"
"Ah?" Mo Yifan blinked pretending to be stupid, but saw that Mo Liyuan had put down the teacup.
"Since you have so much free time..." Mo Liyuan's voice was as cold as a pond, "Let's set off for Jiangnan tomorrow..."
Before he finished speaking, Mo Yifan jumped up as if he was on fire, and his scarlet brocade robe drew a panic arc in the air.
"No, no, no!" He waved his hands repeatedly, the jade pendant on his waist jingling. "My nephew suddenly remembered that there are still ten account books in the palace that have not been checked. And, my father asked me to go to the Shuntian government office to learn investigation from Master Bao and temper my temper. There are three murders to be investigated, and there is also the case of the theft in the Prime Minister's Mansion treasury. I am really busy!"
Amidst the commotion, the carved wooden door was pushed open with a creaking sound.
An Er stepped over the threshold with a quick step, his eyes anxious, and he clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "Master, something has happened."
Mo Yifan walked up to An Er and said, "An Er, what happened? You look so anxious."
"Tell me! What's going on?"
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