Ye Mochen's face turned dark.
"Third Duke, if you don't agree, that beauty you hide will be broken, just like this hairpin."
A cold aura engulfed Ye Mochen. Ning Furong didn't seem to notice it and smiled. Her eyes were firm.
At first, she planned to finish everything here before finding him, but who knew that they would meet each other here.
Now, the empress of Purple Moon Nation was stranded in the burning Yangxin Hall and she had Ye Mochen's beloved in her hands. Even God was helping her.
"Prime Minister, let's settle the issue here first," Meng Liang reminded her.
"What are you anxious for? She can't run away." Ning Furong laughed at him. "Are you getting impatient already? Don't worry, she will be yours soon."
Meng Liang looked at Yangxin Hall. He felt worried.
Everything was too smooth…
Ye Mochen's gaze shifted away from the broken hairpin. His voice was cold. "What did you do to her?"
