1874 You Owe Me One
If she dared say such brazen words to the emperor, she was afraid that the emperor would exterminate her tribe first even before the crown prince's return to the Divine Province!
Her heart hurt from getting stuck between a rock and a hard place!
She was simply in a dilemma!
Yet the man in front of her was totally unaffected and unconcerned, as if everything was beneath him.
At this time, Madam Jing was glaring vengefully at Crown Prince Mo and Qiao Mu as she held her lifeless daughter.
"The Jing Family will not take this lying down," Madam Jing declared with a contorted expression.
"Mother." Jing Linyao's expression turned sullen. "You cannot speak on the Jing Family's behalf."
Her words startled Madam Jing, and the latter glared at Princess Jing with hatred. She buried her head into her daughter's chest and wept loudly, "Minmin, my pitiful Minmin! Minmin…"
A cold smile surfaced on Crown Prince Mo's lips, and he stated nonchalantly while giving Madam Jing a glance, "Since you aren't willing to end things peacefully, you can all die here."
Jing Linyao's expression faltered, and she abruptly blocked the crown prince's way, declaring coldly, "Will Your Highness exercise your penetrating judgement. Jing Minyao has already paid the price for her foolish actions. If you continue to involve other people for this, it would be a bit… inappropriate."
Crown Prince Mo stared frostily at Jing Linyao for a while. When he saw that she did not intend to back down, he chuckled coldly. "You sure have guts."
"The crown prince is exaggerating." Jing Linyao bowed in salute.
In the instance that the two were talking, Madam Jing had already left while carrying Jing Minyao. Qiao Mu couldn't resist observing her rapidly retreating figure with curiosity.
Jing Linyao also seemed to have thought of something, and her gaze flickered. She bowed to the crown prince and stated, "Linyao will be retreating first."
"Princess Jing." The little lady's crisp voice smoothly entered Jing Linyao's ears, making her halt her footsteps.
When Jing Linyao turned to look into Miss Qiao's emotionless eyes, her heart involuntarily shuddered.
The little lady had clear eyes that could seemingly see into the depths of a person's heart. She couldn't help suspecting whether this little fellow had seen through her?
"Does Miss have any instructions?"
"Are you blind?" Mo Lian cast Jing Linyao a glance. "This is Our crown prince consort."
Jing Linyao silently lowered her head and gave a formal salute. "Greetings to the crown prince consort. Does the crown prince consort have any instructions?"
Qiao Mu's cold gaze fixated on Jing Linyao for a long time before she spoke. "Remember, you owe me one."
Hearing this, Jing Linyao raised her eyebrows, and her heart sank with a thump.
Not only did this little lass possess exceptional cultivation, but she was also this intelligent. She did not expect her to be so shrewd!
Meanwhile, Crown Prince Mo did not give Jing Linyao another glance and carried his little wife into the tavern.
The Little Despot, Dao Wuji, Qi Xuanxuan, and company naturally filed inside as well. It was time to rest after dragging this on so late into the night.
The innkeeper gazed worriedly at this group of villains that came walking in. He dared not slight them and hastily arranged all the empty rooms in the tavern for them to stay in. He also called for the frightened staff to quickly wait on them.
The disconsolate brandy-nosed senior was the only one left remaining at the entrance of the tavern. The chilly winds of December turned his mood even more glum.
'Go back and tell your emperor that there is no marriage engagement! We don't acknowledge it! Let him scram!' These were the last words the little lady left him.
