Vol 2 Chapter 1: Imperial palace

escape.
This was the only word she could think of now, but when she was just about to move. A faint, snowflake-like sound suddenly sounded in her ear, instantly turning into countless sharp swords, interspersed in her heart.
"If you want to escape, I promise you will end up hundreds of times worse than her."
The guard did not doubt the authenticity of what Mo Qingli said.
Mo Qingli lowered Yue Yao, and passed a distressed look in her indifferent eyes, "Yue Yao, why don't you ..."
"Princess, Yue Yao is okay. Yue Yao can survive." Yue Yao's mouth twitched a smile, driving the blood rash next to her mouth, and there was another pain. Then she grinned and continued: "Besides, it was something the princess made herself, slaves, slaves reluctant to use."
Speaking, Yue Yao's face flashed a touch of red, but Mo Qingli could not find it because her face was full of scars.
I just felt a touch of emotion in my heart, and was even colder to the guards standing by.
"Say, when is Mo Qingyu going to start?"
The guard heard the words, his body trembled, "Why ... when did you start ?! I, I don't know."
When Mo Qingli's eyes were frozen, she closed her neck with one hand and lifted her up. The guard's feet gradually separated from the ground, and an unnatural flush appeared on his face.
"Say."
There was no 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 had killed herself with a bite of his tongue. Mo Qingli frowned and threw the guard to the ground.
Obviously, she did not expect that Mo Qingyu would have such a faithful guardian to follow her.
However, the main purpose of today is to find Yue Yao, and now that Yue Yao has been found, the others can be postponed.
Mo Qingli took Yue Yao, who was seriously injured, back to the government. Then he was instructed to simply clean Yue Yao, and then Song rushed over with a medicine chest.
Seeing Yueyao's appearance, Acura suddenly had some tears in her eyes, but could not let them flow out.
In the Motian dynasty, women shed tears, which is extremely useless and cowardly. The head can be cut off and blood can flow, but tears cannot flow easily.
Acura sucked her nose and turned her head to glance at Mo Qingli. Obviously, it was strange that Mo Qingli was the master. Even one of her hands did not protect well.
But Acura still cares about the overall situation. She knows that this is not the time to blame anyone. Now the most important thing is to save Yue Yao first.
Mo Qingli turned around and slowly walked out of the door.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, a ray of gold flew over her eyes, catching the soul.
A maid came to Mo Qingli to confess, "Princess Xun, Xiao Yao side Jun is not in the house."
"Well, I see. Go on!"
"Yes!"
Mo Qingli rubbed her hands and looked towards Xiaoyao Yunyan's room, the look under her eyes was unpredictable.
In the early morning of the next day, Mo Qingli glanced at the chants that were still treating Yue Yao in the room and Yue Yao who was extremely pale with closed eyes before turning around and leaving the house.
The street in front of the mansion looks unusually deserted, and the wind and rain are quiet.
Mo Qingli sipped her lips, got into the sedan chair, and went to the palace.
Outside the palace, the guard at the gate of the palace was also solemn, Mo Qingli got down from the sedan chair, and just saw Li Jing's sedan chair also came to the palace door. The two looked at each other and walked into the seemingly peaceful palace.