Wolf king's pet princess

Chapter 124
The night was as cool as water, the lamps in the house swayed with the wind, and the faint firelight reflected through the gauze curtain on Ye Qianluo's pale little face, making her look even more haggard.

She had been in a coma for two whole days, and now she was still half asleep, calling Ji Wuyou's name intermittently.It was Ji Wuyou wearing a wedding dress and smiling at her again, but the next moment it was Mo Li who pushed her away fiercely, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss and wanted to shout but couldn't.She frowned tightly, sleeping very restlessly.

Hong Kam, who was guarding the bedside, finally couldn't help it, got up and rushed out the door. "No, no matter what, I can't let Mr. Wuyou marry the girl Molina."

"Then what can we do?" The dead fat bird sitting by the bed suddenly raised his head, with a helpless expression on his face.

"With this dagger, everything is easy to handle, unless Ji Wuyou loves Mo Li so much that she doesn't care what she does that violates moral conscience." Hongxiao held the dagger tightly in her hand and walked out.

"Wait, I'll go too." The dead fat bird thought it was reasonable, and then followed out.

While Ye Qianluo was unconscious, Ji Wuyou and Mo Li were celebrating their wedding happily.

Mo Shang probably didn't invite them because he was afraid that they would stop them, but when he saw the two people who came uninvited, the guard at the door drew his sword and blocked them from the door. "Excuse me, do you two have a post?"

"Post?" The red silk raised her eyebrows, cast a sharp glance at the guard who stopped them, and raised her neck and shouted into the Xitang: "Dare to ask Mr. Mo what you mean, we are guests after all, and Miss Mo is like this!" Why don't you invite us for a big happy event?"

Mo Shang in it, including the guests attending the wedding, could hear it clearly, and his roar clearly didn't sound like he was here to attend the wedding, but more like he was here to make trouble.Unable to withstand the threat of her sister crying, making trouble and hanging herself, she will marry Ji Wuyou even if she dies.In desperation, Mo Shang agreed to the marriage.I was afraid that something would happen if I invited Ye Qianluo and the others, so I didn't dare to invite them.Now that they came uninvited, they could only greet them slowly with smiles on their faces, and shout angrily. "Leave soon." Then he explained to Si Fatiao and Hongxiang with an apologetic face: "Mo Li asked everything to be simple in the wedding, so I only invited the Mo family. I'm really sorry that I didn't invite the three of you. By the way, where is Miss Ye?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask, your stomach is full of anger, Hongxiao sneered. "It depends on what your precious sister has done."

"What did Mo Li do?" Mo Shang looked puzzled, he really didn't know anything about what Mo Li did.

The dead fat bird snorted coldly. "Mr. Mo, is this your way of hospitality?"

Mo Shang understood, quickly raised his sleeves and said with a smile: "The two of you are talking inside."

Hung Hom and Dead Fat Niao stepped forward, but luckily the etiquette failed.When she heard the ritual official's voice of husband and wife praying to each other, Hongxiao stopped in time. "Wait."

Everyone didn't know why she suddenly asked to stop the salute, and they all complained.

The red silk lotus walked towards Mo Li, pretending to be festive. "Congratulations, Ms. Mo, and Mr. Wuyou."

Ji Wuyou just smiled back at her. "Thank you, Miss Hongxiao."

He looked more handsome in the gilded wedding dress tonight than he did a few days ago, and the red silk looked at the bright red, thinking of Ye Qianluo who was lying on the bed.Feeling sad for a while, he asked angrily, "Why don't you ask your savior, Miss Ye?"

Ji Wuyou froze for a moment, looked behind her, but did not see Ye Qianluo.Suddenly recalling the scene of Qianluo actively kissing him that day and night, her face blushed uncontrollably, and she asked unnaturally, "Why didn't Miss Ye come?"

"Ask this lady of yours?" The dead fat bird stepped forward, about to tear off Mo Li's red hijab.

Ji Wuyou pulled Mo Li over and stood in front of her. "What are you going to do?"

"What is it that your wife caused Miss Ye to lie unconscious on the bed. Do you know that last time she was seriously injured to save you, but yesterday Mo Li asked her to go to the dense forest, deliberately stabbing himself with a dagger to frame her. You mistakenly thought that Miss Ye was going to kill her, so you scolded her, and even took Mo Li and abandoned her. After you left, she met the 梼杌 Divine Beast, and almost died in the hands of the 梼杌 Divine Beast. Fortunately, she can control demons I escaped a catastrophe." The dead fat bird said the whole thing angrily, fixed his fierce eyes on Mo Li, and wished he could kill her immediately to relieve the hatred in his heart.

The people present heard the truth and whispered for a while.Some believe it, and some shake their heads in disbelief.

Knowing Mo Li well, Mo Shang's face suddenly became gloomy, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he tried his best not to reprimand Mo Li on the spot.

Ji Wuyou was dubious, because in his heart, Mo Li had always been as soft as jade, and it was impossible for him to do anything that would hurt others.

Under the hijab, Mo Li clenched his sleeves tightly, a little scared and even a little angry.They still came to spoil her wedding, and she would never allow it.Holding his head with his hands, his body softened on purpose.

"Li'er, what's the matter with you?" Ji Wuyou stretched out his arms to wrap her in his arms who was shaking.

Mo Li hugged his waist from behind, looking very delicate and delicate. "Worriless, I suddenly feel very uncomfortable."

Hung Hom gritted her teeth, and went up to Mo Li indiscriminately.Let her pull, and the hijab on Mo Li's head flew out lightly by itself.

When she saw the dagger in Hongxiao's hand, her expression suddenly changed.

Seeing that she was guilty of doing something bad, Hongxiao intentionally put the dagger in front of her face and asked, "Miss Li, do you know this dagger before?"

"Girl Hongmao, I kindly invited you in. Is this what you want?" Mo Shang didn't want to lose this person on the spot, so he frowned and asked coldly.

When Mo Li saw the dagger, it was as if she had seen a ghost. She was so frightened that tears rolled down her eyes to prove that she was a victim. "You guys, are you here to ruin my wedding on purpose?"

Hung Hom smiled. "Of course not, the main reason is that you killed Miss Ye first." Seeing that the goal was achieved, she turned around and walked to Mo Shang's side. "This dagger is exclusively for your Mo family, and it has ink characters engraved on it. It was your sister who used this dagger to frame Miss Ye, and then misunderstood Ji Wuyou so that she could marry Ji Wuyou."

"Li'er, but what did you do?" With the iron evidence in front of him, Mo Shang couldn't hold it anymore, and his cold light turned towards Mo Li.

Mo Li shook his head and continued to pretend innocent. "Girl Hongxiao, you wronged me, Wuyou?" She raised her head, and saw Ji Wuyou, who had been gentle before, with a hint of coldness in her moon-like black eyes, as if she wanted to see through the depths of her heart. "Is what she said true?"

"No, it's not." Mo Li kept shaking his head.

Hung Hom snorted coldly, feeling ridiculous that she was still trying to quibble in the face of irrefutable evidence. "I wronged you, so let me ask, how could this dagger night girl exist?"

"I, she stole Li'er's dagger." Mo Li panicked for a moment, and found an absurd reason to excuse himself, his pitiful eyes never leaving Ji Wuyou.

Ji Wuyou's gaze sank, and he asked coldly, "Is Hongxiao's words true?"

Mo Li felt his neck being strangled, and panic swept over him.Knowing how feeble and even ridiculous her defense was in the face of the evidence, she felt guilty and had no choice but to step forward and hug Ji Wuyou tightly. "Worriless, do you know that I will risk everything just to be with you?"

"If you don't care about everything, you can ignore her life and death. I really misjudged you, Li'er." Ji Wuyou coldly pushed her away, her eyes were indifferent, and no tenderness could be seen.

"Hmph, Miss Mo Li, you still haven't admitted it yet. Miss Ye's life and death are unknown now, does Mr. Wuyou want to continue worshiping with her?" The dead fat bird interrupted, seeing Mo Li's refusal to admit it, he was really angry where to come.

(End of this chapter)