CHAPTER 840: CHAPTER 688: SHOWING OFF THEIR LOVE

Ji Li still did not stop his hand, but asked solemnly, "When?"

Ayimulan: "Three months!"

"Too long!"

"One month!"

Ayimulan clenched his fingers.

Ji Li’s move abruptly halted, the fan blade stopped at Mo Yi’s throat, half an inch further and it would have been too late to save.

Blood flowed from Mo Yi’s wound, he couldn’t feel the pain in his body, but was suffering from "Deviation".

His eyes were bloodshot, on the verge of going berserk.

Ji Li used the fan as a tool to seal Mo Yi’s major acupoints.

Thus, it not only prevented Mo Yi from going mad but also from recklessly hurting others.

Primarily the latter.

Ji Li jumped off the stage, collecting his murderous aura, returning to his usual pretense of cool.

The female envoy beamed at Princess Wanping: "Princess, the Prince Consort is truly amazing."

Princess Wanping snorted noncommittally.

Ji Li went upstairs, glancing at Princess Wanping, then at Lu Yuan and Meng Qianqian’s side.

Princess Wanping muttered to herself, "If you dare to go over there, you’re dead!"

Ji Li originally intended to find his brothers, but for some reason, his back suddenly felt a chill. After hesitating for a moment, he walked to Princess Wanping’s side.

Princess Wanping snorted.

Tan’er and Meng Qianqian came out of the private room, the fight on the stage had ended, and Mo Yi was carried back to Yucheng Building.

Looking at the empty stage, Tan’er was full of disappointment: "What’s that? The fight was so intense, how come after just a while, it’s over? The one with the knives, who won?"

She asked Shangguan Ling.

Shangguan Ling responded: "Ji Li."

Tan’er nodded with satisfaction: "At the crucial moment, that rooster was indeed reliable!"

Shangguan Ling frowned and said, "You’ve been injured, why don’t you lie down carefully in the private room instead of running around?"

Tan’er stuck out her tongue: "I just want to!"

Meng Qianqian stood between Lu Yuan and Chen Long.

Earlier, she focused on pulling out the arrow and treating Tan’er’s injury, though she heard Ayimulan and Ji Li’s conversation, it was hard to imagine the scenario that forced Ayimulan to speak.

When Mo Ye and Du Nu had incidents, she didn’t care so much.

It seems Mo Yi holds a different place in her heart.

"Is Tan’er alright now?"

Lu Yuan asked.

Meng Qianqian nodded: "She’s not seriously hurt, just wanted her to rest, but she couldn’t stay put."

Lu Yuan glanced at the lively Tan’er: "Children aren’t afraid of pain, if you make her stay still, she might get bored and sick."

Meng Qianqian thought for a moment, and it was true.

Tan’er, whether it’s here or Treasure Piggy, they get hurt from falls but still want to keep playing.

Lu Yuan said again: "Did you hear what Ayimulan said just now?"

Meng Qianqian nodded: "She said she wanted to use the Shang family’s hostage to exchange for Mo Yi’s life."

"Do you want to ask who it is?"

Lu Yuan asked.

Meng Qianqian took a deep breath, shook her head: "It doesn’t matter who, as long as someone from the Shang family is still alive."

She had a faint suspicion in her heart.

After a pause, her gaze turned to Mo Yi and Ayimulan across the way.

Mo Yi lay limp, being treated by the Loulan Wizard.

Ayimulan’s expression was visibly more serious than when she first arrived.

To have ended up in such a situation must have been unexpected for her.

Should we say she overestimated herself or underestimated others?

She then looked towards Princess Wanping’s seat.

Ji Li sat by her side.

The two were talented and beautiful, well-matched.

Thinking back to when Ji Li was a penniless fortune teller who struggled to afford three meals a day, who would have thought he’d transform, clad in gold and silver blessings, into a Prince Consort?

"Thanks to Ji Li today."

She said.

It was not flattery, but Ji Li indeed made her see him in a new light.

Her understanding of Ji Li in her past life was still too little.

Living a second life, she discovered that this Rooster Guard was far stronger than she knew.

Emperor Liang was also quite pleased with the performance of the juniors.

In a world where new talent emerges in every generation.

With successors like these, he can rest easy in his old age.

"You’re still young."

Lu Yuan said freely.

Emperor Liang looked at his grandson with some surprise: "You boy..."

There was an unspoken understanding between grandfather and grandson.

One day, he would inevitably leave first, and the more capable people Lu Yuan and Meng Qianqian had around them, the better.

Today’s challenge seemed impulsive but was actually a choice he made after careful consideration.

The facts proved that his choice was not wrong.

The children were excellent, filling him with satisfaction.

Ayimulan said coolly: "Emperor of Liang Country, let today’s duel end here."

Lu Yuan replied with faint mockery: "What? Are you scared now?"

Ayimulan replied seriously: "It’s getting late, and I have other important matters to attend to, if you wish to challenge again, let’s arrange another day."

Meng Lang tutted: "Aren’t you just scared?"

Shangguan Ling: That "tut", why does it sound so familiar?

Will you die if you don’t mimic others?

Ayimulan directly looked at the Emperor of Liang: "Emperor of Liang Country, what is your intention?"

Emperor Liang, with his hands behind his back, emanated the majestic aura of an emperor, shaking the surroundings: "Since the Loulan Queen has matters to attend, then according to your wishes, let’s duel another day!"

"But remember, the duel between Liang Country and Loulan... is not over!"

He still had his mother’s revenge unavenged, how could he let Loulan off easily?

But he also understood the priorities of the situation.

Forcing Loulan to release the Shang family’s hostage was undoubtedly the most important matter now.

"Farewell."

Ayimulan rose and went downstairs.

Yucheng Building followed her out, carrying Mo Yi on their backs.

Duan Wenliang waved at her: "Farewell, Loulan Queen, take care on your way back!"

Ayimulan, leading the Loulan envoys, left Weiyang Building and boarded the carriage back to the residence.

Meng Qianqian and her group went to see the princess.

Princess Wanping waved her hand: "No need for formalities, today the Prince Consort helped you win against the Loulan envoys, so say, what does your Governor Mansion plan to do to thank the Prince Consort?"

Meng Qianqian: Just now you were yelling to divorce the Prince Consort, and now you’re in agreement?

Meng Qianqian blinked: "Five copper coins?"

Ji Li: "Good—"

Princess Wanping: "No way."

Meng Qianqian: "Can’t you two agree on something?"

Princess Wanping replied: "Five thousand taels."

Meng Qianqian trembled slightly: "Five thousand taels? If I dare give that, would he dare take it? Isn’t he afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Princess Wanping stretched out her hand: "You give it to me, I will keep it for the Prince Consort, I’ve tried it, it works."

Meng Qianqian: "..."

Even now, regretting tying this marriage knot!

The Loulan envoys returned to the residence.

Mo Yi’s injuries were severe, and the Loulan Wizard immediately treated him.

Yucheng Building wanted to peek inside, but unfortunately, couldn’t, as the Loulan Queen arrived.

He had been waiting for half an hour for the door to open.

As he was about to take a look, the Loulan Queen arrived.

Yucheng Building followed with Mo Yi on his back.

Duan Wenliang waved at her: "Farewell then."

Ayimulan entered the room and nodded to the Loulan Wizard.

The Loulan Wizard understood, leaning on a stick.

His eyes black as ink, Mo Yi weakly asked, "Queen, I have let you down."

"Do you really mean to give them the hostage? But he is Shang Jiu’s—"