1547 Wilted...
Qiao Mu snuggled into the nook of his neck before exhaling, "What if you don't come find me in Shuntian Prefecture on time?"
"It won't happen." Mo Lian was full of certainty as he turned his head slightly to look at her. "I make sure to keep all my promises to you!"
"I'm saying what if." The little fellow pressed, "If you don't come out on time, then I'll go find you at the Punishment Tower!"
Mo Lian nodded in both amusement and exasperation. "Okay!"
"Then you and Rotten Peach Blossom have to work hard together! Strive to get released in advance and come see me together." Qiao Mu yawned as she encircled his slender neck with her arms. She murmured, "I am also missing you, Lian."
She was already missing him when he had yet to leave.
Mo Lian turned his neck to look at the little fellow lying on his shoulder. He smiled tenderly as he stroked the back of the little fellow's head.
During this night.
The crown prince stayed awake the entire night, staring in a trance at the little lady he was holding.
It wasn't until daybreak that he regained his senses, and he watched as the first glimmer of dawn transitioned into the sunrise.
After stuffing something into her hand, he kissed her forehead before releasing her hands. He then departed nimbly from the room.
He walked alone to a gate that descended from the sky on its own. Before entering the gate, he turned around to gaze deeply at the closed room. He whispered in his heart: Qiaoqiao, wait for me.
He then vanished from this dimension along with this gate.
Qiao Mu seemed to have sensed something as she abruptly opened her eyes. When she discovered that she was holding something, she automatically looked down.
It turned out that it was a jade sculpture the size of her palm. It was carved in such a lifelike fashion, with those beautiful phoenix eyes seemingly sparkling in the morning sun.
The little fellow knitted her brows, her face scrunched up into a ball.
As she grasped the small sculpture in her hand, she rushed out the door without even bothering to put on a jacket.
It was tranquil and quiet outside the door, without a single trace of that guy.
The little fellow frowned aggrievedly as she clutched the small sculpture in her hand, and she glared at the empty space outside the room with reddened eyes.
It was clearly bright and sunny weather, but Qiaoqiao felt moody.
She returned to the room in melancholy and sat there for a while. It was only then that she slowly washed up like an old ox towing a beat-up wagon.
The crown prince's sudden departure created a huge shockwave through the court and the commons.
Even though he had made ample preparations beforehand, his departure caused many old officials to feel like the sky was about to collapse.
Even though the king had assured repeatedly that the crown prince was only going to the Six Prefectures to seek higher cultivation and would definitely return in the future.
But the court officials had still wilted and could not muster up the energy to carry out their duties.
They felt like His Highness the Crown Prince's departure had also sucked away the entire Mo Kingdom's spirit.
The old king, who had always been indulging himself in the good life, had been miserable these past few days even when Her Majesty the Queen Dowager was assisting him in handling state affairs…
Twelfth Mo and company departed with the General of Military Might Shi Guangfeng.
Besides the second young sir Shi Guangyun, even the third young master Shi Guangjin had been taken away.
Qiao Mu was unaware that the third young master Shi Guangjin, this hopeless romantic, had once sought Celestial Medicine Valley's Wenren Ningjing for medicine when the Wu Family's Eldest Miss Wu Xiaosu was on her deathbed.
However, when Wenren Ningjing examined Wu Xiaosu's condition, she merely said four words: 'There is no cure!'
Seeing that his beloved had died wronged, the third young master Shi Guangjin immediately wanted to cause trouble for Qiao Mu. However, the discerning second young sir Shi Guangyun stopped him beforehand.
