"Qiaoqiao." Duan Yue gazed bitterly at Qiao Mu, who had been snatched into Mo Lian's embrace. Afterwards, his peach-blossom eyes looked Mo Lian up and down while their gazes battled it out. "Hurry and release Qiaoqiao, you shameless guy! You scoundrel!"
He was so bitter! Ever since they parted at the Qin Estate, he hadn't seen his Qiaoqiao again!
The weirdest thing was that several days ago, he actually heard the people in the capital circulating news that the king had betrothed the Qiao Family's Eldest Miss to the crown prince.
What betrothal, he didn't acknowledge it at all! Did this king go nuts to blindy mismatch mandarin
If not for the Duan Clan's trivial matters that kept entangling him these past few days, he would have long snuck into the palace and met up with his Qiaoqiao, wuwuwu.
