"Uncle, I have nothing left except you. Don't drive me away. I don't want to leave!" Qingyi hugged Ling Aojue and burst into tears.

In all these years, except when he had nightmares, Qingyi had never cried so sadly, but at this time, Ling Aojue had to calm down, "This matter is settled!"

After saying that, he opened Qing Yi's hand and walked out without looking back.

Qingyi fell to the ground, looking at Ling Aojue's back, crying without a sound.

She didn't know what happened. It was because she provoked the relationship between the princesses, so the uncle was angry? Did he not want her anymore?

She just wants to keep her uncle, she just doesn't want him to marry someone else.

Qingyi sat on the ground for a long time. Xiaomei came in and persuaded her to talk to her, but she didn't respond at all.

The sky gradually darkened. When Xiaomei saw Qingyi sitting on the ground in a daze, she felt anxious. She ran out and called Zhan Yang who might still be in the dark, asking Zhan Yang to inform Ling Ao.

Jue, then ran back into the house.

However, when she returned to the house, she was shocked to find that Qingyi was missing!

It was completely dark, and Qingyi was wandering aimlessly in the palace alone. Even her uncle wanted to send her away. Maybe she was really a redundant person.

She walked to the pond and looked at the green water. She didn't know what she wanted to do. Just when her thoughts were drifting away, a strong force attacked her from behind. Her center of gravity was unstable.

He quickly moved two steps ahead, his feet came up empty, and he fell into the pool.

The pool water at night was icy and cold, and she couldn't swim. She struggled desperately in the water, but the cold pool water still submerged her body mercilessly.

Uncle...

Qingyi closed her eyes in discomfort, and just when she felt like she was about to suffocate, a warm chest enveloped her, making her feel inexplicably safe.

She didn't know how long she had been sleeping for, but she felt someone was rescuing her. When she woke up and opened her eyes, she saw a figure dressed in brocade silk. He was fiddling with candle wicks in front of the table. The stars were dotted, and the silver-white brocade shirt was on the table.

Under the orange light, it shines with warmth.

"I thought you were so stubborn, but I didn't expect that you would seek death for such a trivial matter!" Qingyi was staring at the man's back when an indifferent voice with a hint of ridicule turned towards her from behind.

It came out from the mouth of the young man.

With just one sentence, Qingyi recognized the owner of the voice - Jun Mo Li.

Which of his eyes saw her seeking death? It was obvious that someone knocked her down from behind?

What kind of person is she and what does it have to do with him?

Qingyi felt an evil fire spurting out of his body.

Feeling Qing Yi's anger, Jun Mo Li turned around, glanced at Qing Yi with cold eyes, and said calmly, "If it's what I want, no one can stop me even if the sky falls apart."

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That overwhelming and arrogant domineering attitude hit Qingyi's heart hard, and his whole body was lifted up, and a surge of anger arose in his heart.

Qingyi withdrew his gaze and sneered, yes, she would not die. How could she be killed so easily? If she died, wouldn't it mean that those who wanted to snatch the uncle away would succeed?
Chapter completed!