1370: Leave with Me

Leave with Me

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Cult Master Ding looked at her with an obscure expression.1

Suddenly, the sounds of cracking bones rang out, and the figure of the sweetly smiling Miss Shaoyao abruptly grew taller, transforming into a tall man in purple robes. He smiled at her through slitted eyes, and he gave off a bewitching aura.

"Qiaoqiao, I'll apologize to you, okay?" He gazed at her pitifully as he explained, "I was wrong to pretend to be your mother to deceive you. I was also at even greater fault for abandoning your mother in the room! Tell me, how can you forgive me."

Qiao Mu looked at him expressionlessly and felt more bizarre the longer she examined him.

The familiar way he was acting didn't look like pretend!

But she clearly was not on familiar terms with him!

"Qiaoqiao?"

Qiao Mu's petite face remained taut. "You have come to die right."

"Why do you think that?"

"You had poisoned Mo Lian with devil grass previously. He has been frustrated that he couldn't find you for revenge! Aren't you looking to die by coming here yourself today?"

Cult Master Ding harrumphed. "He's lucky to not have actually died."

He was even marrying her right now. It simply surprised him greatly.

Even those poison experts might not necessarily be able to detoxify devil grass, this neurotoxin, yet how did Crown Prince Mo escape this misfortune?

Qiao Mu suddenly struck out her palm at him.

Cult Master Ding was taken aback, but he neither dodged nor evaded as he met this strike head on.

Qiao Mu was stunned by this guy's actions.

Could it be that his head had gotten wedged in the door when he left the house today? Otherwise, why would he take her strike head on?

"Qiaoqiao." Cult Master Ding gave a smothered cough and then said with a sigh. "You really want me to die?"

Qiao Mu was stumped. She was not interested in attacking someone who didn't resist at all either!

"Qiaoqiao." He subconsciously reached for her petite hand, but she shied away.

Cult Master Ding looked dazedly at his empty palm. A faint grief diffused through his heart as he looked up and stared straight at her.

The confusion in Qiao Mu's heart grew even more profuse.

She remembered very clearly that she seemed to not have any connection to this person besides their two not very pleasant encounters.

Why was he looking so heartbroken and woeful…

"What are you looking at." The little fellow was chagrined.

"You, you look especially good-looking today, Qiaoqiao." Cult Master Ding felt like he was rambling, not knowing what it was he wanted to say..

Yet Qiao Mu kept her face taut and did not let down her guard from beginning to end. "I'm asking you. What did you do to Shaoyao?"

"I didn't do anything to her." Cult Master Ding shook his head. "She'll probably come back in a bit."

"Qiaoqiao, leave with me, okay." He suddenly wanted to grab her petite hand, but she shied away again. He only caught on to her sleeve made of welkin brocade.

"Hey, you're being very weird. It's not like we're familiar with each other, yet you suddenly come and want me to leave with you. What do you mean?"

"Because you don't belong in this kind of palace at all! The sky is high for birds to fly and the sea broad for fish to leap! Qiaoqiao, isn't your future more vast than this?"

Qiao Mu faced him with her stoic face. "Even if I want to fly or leap, I wouldn't go so far as to leave with a stranger!"

Crazy! She had no idea what he had come here for.

This time, Cult Master Ding completely heard her words, as well as comprehended the meaning within.

"You, what did you say?"

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