This princess is inappropriate

Chapter 406 Absolute Power
When his thoughts were in confusion, he suddenly stared at her with a ruthless expression. This woman was trying to disturb his mind.

He gritted his teeth secretly, and said, "Whether she is dead or not, what does it have to do with me?"

"You!" Seeing his contemptuous and provocative eyes, Chu Jiaoxing couldn't help but get angry, "What's the matter?"

"If you really want to say it, it's just a plaything of this seat."

Chu Jiaoxing frowned, and said, "But the scroll in your room says..."

"The love of my life?" Mo Wuyou couldn't help but sneered, and said, "If you don't coax her, how can you willingly give birth to a child for me?"

Chu Jiaoxing obviously didn't believe it, and stared at him suspiciously: "You are the leader of Yousheng Sect, why would you go to so much trouble for a child?"

Mo Wuyou smiled treacherously, and said: "A good container is naturally worth playing with."

Chu Jiaoxing couldn't help being startled, so to speak, Mo Wuyou found Chu Yan because of the water control magic skill, after giving birth, it will be useless...

For some reason, her mind was in chaos. She gritted her teeth and said, "Chu Yan's death was planned by you?"

"She prevents me from cultivating Mo Wei, which is very obstructive."

"Slap!" There was a clear and loud slap, and Chu Jiaoxing, who was in a daze, came to her senses. Her palms went numb for a while, and she glared at the man in front of her viciously. He... really hurt Chu Yan? !
Mo Wuyou stared at him with sharp eyes, his dark pupils were filled with fire, he was as noble as him, and he had never been slapped by anyone, even though he was pierced through his lute bone and was so scarred, he still yelled angrily: "Naughty animal! You dare to hit me again!"

Chu Jiaoxing's eyes dodged for a moment, and she subconsciously took half a small step back. She knew that he had already been captured and had no power to fight back, but for some reason, she was still controlled by his breath, as if suppressed by her natural blood. The more she approached him calmly, the more frightened she would be.

Her mind was in a panic, she just wanted to walk away quickly, so she turned and ran away.

In the middle of the night, Chu Jiaoxing sat on a chair in a daze. During this time, her body still needed to be recuperated, and it seemed that her spirit had also been seriously injured. Chu Jiaoli took her back to live with her in the palace.

The maid brought a bowl of soothing decoction from outside the house. Chu Jiaoli took the decoction and wanted to feed it to Chu Jiaoxing's mouth. Seeing that she was motionless as if her soul was out of her body, she was also stunned for a moment, then sighed softly, put the bowl on the table, and dispersed the servants.

"After seeing Mo Wuyou, you have been restless. What did he say to you?"

Hearing her name, Chu Jiaoxing's body froze suddenly, and finally came back to her senses, her eyes were in a trance, sweating profusely, she lowered her head slowly, and said, "It's nothing."

Chu Jiaoli looked at the wax tears slowly falling from the candle on the table, and said, "After asking, how do you plan to deal with him?"

"I don't know." Chu Jiaoxing's voice trembled, and tears seemed to overflow from her eyes.

Chu Jiaoli sat beside her, raising her hand to gently caress her back, while Chu Jiaoxing leaned her head on her shoulder, and suddenly sobbed.

Chu Jiaoli didn't speak, just quietly accompanied her, and after half an hour, she fell asleep peacefully.

Chu Jiaoli sat on the edge of the bed, covered her with a quilt, looked at her red eyes, and exhaled softly. Chu Jiaoxing really knew the secret.

It's good to know, so she won't execute Mo Wuyou.

As long as Mo Wuyou has not been executed, there is hope.

However, even if Chu Jiaoxing did not execute him, Beigong Qianqiu would definitely not let him go.

Just as I was thinking, the candle on the table was extinguished after dropping the last drop of wax tear, and the room was completely dark, adding a bit of silence.

Chu Jiaoli's voice was gentle, like the wind on an autumn night: "Big sister, sleep well."

The door of the cell was opened again, and under the rustling noise, the woman stepped into the room lightly.

"Boom! Boom!" The heavy iron hook was taken out from between the flesh and fell on the ground, bursts of strong bloody smell spread, and when Mo Wuyou escaped from the confinement, his body swayed slightly, and he wanted to fall forward, but his hands were locked by iron chains and stretched straight.

Mo Wuyou slowly opened his eyes, looked at the blue figure hidden under the black cloak in front of him, narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and said, "You?"

Chu Jiaoli suddenly knelt down towards him, held his saber in both hands and presented it, lowered her head and said, "Master."

Mo Wuyou couldn't help but sneered, and said, "You still recognize me?"

"Master, this disciple will save you." Chu Jiaoli's voice was serious.

While Mo Wuyou was suspicious, he saw her slowly raise her head, her eyes were slightly red, and said, "I just ask Master to give the emperor's antidote to this disciple."

Mo Wuyou smiled mockingly, "Is he still alive?"

Chu Jiaoli couldn't help sobbing, and didn't answer him. After a long silence, she calmed down and said, "The key to the chain is in the hands of Beigong Qianqiu. If you promise to give me the antidote, I will try to steal it..."

Mo Wuyou narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and said, "Are you discussing the conditions with me?"

Chu Jiaoli clenched her hands tightly, and said, "Now that your skills are useless, you don't need to rely on me, you can only wait for death."

"Hmph." Mo Wuyou snorted coldly, and slowly clenched his fists tightly. Chu Jiaoli faintly saw the tendons on his arms bursting out, and the stretched iron chain suddenly moved, as if there were signs of a split.

Chu Jiaoli was startled, and suddenly took half a step back, saying, "Isn't your internal strength..."

As the words fell, the two iron chains binding his wrists were completely broken. His smile was sinister and strange, and he said: "I don't have internal strength, at least, I still have brute strength."

Chu Jiaoli's pupils shrank. She knew that Mo Wuyou's internal strength was strong, but she never thought that his strength could be cultivated to such a terrifying level. If Chu Jiaoxing knew, she would definitely regret not picking his tendons back then.

It was dawn, and Chu Jiaoxing was anxiously pacing in front of the door. Seeing Beigong Qianqiu approaching slowly, she walked over quickly, grabbed his collar, her eyes were flushed, and said, "Qianqiu, my sister...my sister was kidnapped by Mo Wuyou."

Beigong Qianqiu frowned solemnly, and said: "Mo Wuyou's lute bone is locked, and the key to the iron chain has always been in my hand, why does he..."

Chu Jiaoxing shook her head in a flustered expression, and said, "I don't know...the iron hook was taken off by someone, and the chains are all broken. It's all my fault, my falling asleep last night, and my letting Mo Wuyou breathe..."

Beigong Qianqiu took her into his arms, comforted the back of her head, and said, "There is no whereabouts of them yet?"

Chu Jiaoxing was so anxious that she burst into tears: "The entire imperial capital is about to be overthrown, and there is no movement at all."

"Don't worry, we will definitely find them." Beigong Qianqiu comforted her softly, but her heart was also uneasy. Now that his and Chu Jiaoxing's injuries are not healed, if Mo Wuyou wants to hold Chu Jiaoli hostage and lure the two of them out, it may be more or less unfortunate...

(End of this chapter)