Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 82 The Little Ghost Is Angry, The Consequences Are Serious

The atmosphere in the castle became extremely tense after Feng Sumo left.

Moxiluo changed his coat and was about to go out when a childish voice suddenly sounded, "You don't need to look for it."

Everyone in the living room turned their heads sideways after that, and their eyes fell on the face of the little boy who appeared by the door at some point.

Moxiluo walked up to him in a few steps, squatted down, and asked, "Ian, what did you say?"

"My sister has been away for a long time." The little boy called Ian said very calmly, and his big blue eyes flashed with pride.

"Did you see Su Mo leave?" Moxiluo asked while holding his hand.

"I saw it from a distance." Ian thought for a while, and added, "I saw my sister when she entered the castle wearing a wedding dress, so I knew it was her who left."

Moxiluo let go of his hand, and when everyone thought he would go upstairs to rest, he strode towards the outside of the castle.

Looking at the leaving figure, a tricky smile flashed in Ian's eyes.

Tell you not to take me to China last time!

In fact, Ian will appear in this place tonight because he intentionally sabotaged it.

Ever since Mo Yunqi's mother, the oriental princess, was added to the royal family, they have attached great importance to the education of their children in oriental culture. The father of Ian and his elder brother Lance was born to a side concubine, and they are also considered to be Moxiluo's younger brothers.

Ian is only seven years old, but he is very interested in everything in the East. Last time when he knew that Mesilo was going to T City, he strongly asked to go with him, but he refused, so he felt resentful.

Hmph, little prince Ian is angry, and the consequences are serious!

The great His Royal Highness Xi Luo probably never imagined that the bride running away before the wedding ceremony would have something to do with the help of a seven-year-old kid, right?

royal palace.

"Your Highness, according to reports from the mansion of His Royal Highness Xi Luo, the bride is missing tonight." Mrs. Debi stood behind Kanoqi, truthfully reporting the news she had just received.

"Is my Kanoqi's grandson not worthy of her?" Kanoqi's face was ugly, as cold as the frost of the twelfth lunar month.

Undoubtedly, this incident indirectly hurt his king's dignity.

Except for Mo Yunqi and Mo Xiluo, when did he receive such contempt?

"If His Royal Highness wants to intervene, Debi will arrange it now." Madam Debi lifted her lowered head after his words, glanced at his back, and spoke carefully.

"Help me summon Miss Ethel from the Duke Miller's residence tomorrow." The prince left a word and waved his hand to signal her to back down.

Debbie saluted and walked out of the room respectfully...

At the seaside, Ji Fengwu was playing wildly, Feng Sumo thought that all the people in Shenyintang were still in Monaco, so he was very worried and couldn't let go.

After playing at sea all night, when they landed, it was already daylight, and the two of them were soaked through, looking a bit embarrassed.

Ji Fengwu realized later that Feng Sumo was a girl with a relatively weak constitution. He was worried that she would catch a cold. After landing on the shore, he dragged her to the nearby clothing store, but she broke away from her hand.

"I'm not that delicate." Feng Sumo squeezed the water stains on his clothes, and patted him on the shoulder boldly, "I don't mind if you treat me like a younger brother."

Ji Fengwu heard a pain in his chest, and his eyes were momentarily sad.

Is that how she sees herself and her relationship?

"I'm going to buy two breakfasts." Taking a deep breath, Ji Fengwu came back to his senses, looked at the street by the bank, and strode towards a breakfast shop a few hundred meters away.

Feng Sumo stood where he was, trying to find a place to rest for a while, but turned his body away, but bumped into a man who was coming towards him.

Familiar masculine aura rushed towards his face, Feng Sumo raised his drooping head slowly, and his quiet eyes met Moxiluo's deep black eyes...

(End of this chapter)