Don't Want to Let Go 3

  Mo Chen Huang heard this and felt extremely disappointed in Su Min. At such a young age, she was already so cunning. If she were to marry into the Wang family and gain power, it would be a disaster.

  "Considering her young age, I will spare her this time. She shall never be allowed to enter the palace in this lifetime." Mu Chen's face was filled with displeasure.

  "Thank Your Majesty for your kindness, thank Your Majesty for your kindness." Minister Su continuously kowtowed.

  Su Min was almost frightened out of her wits and sat on the ground, not daring to move, allowing the guards to drag her away.

  Bei Mo saw Xing Luya, this woman was more difficult to deal with than she had imagined.

  Su Min was stunned, and on the other side, the music started, and Beibei Mou's Ting jumped up to dance.

  Lan Ya Xiao let go, a woman who sought her own doom, dancing was not something she enjoyed, and besides, the one dancing was Bei Mo Yu Ting.

  She was so bored that she wanted to pick up her chopsticks and eat with her head down, but just as her fingers touched the chopsticks, she suddenly remembered what Zhu Ye said, and her fingers withdrew. She didn't dare to eat with her head down and pretend to be mute, so she had to get up and go out for some fresh air.

  "Where do you want to go?" Chu Ye grabbed her hand, his voice lazy.

  "Go to the toilet!" Lan Ya waved her hand.

  "Hold on." Ignoring Lan Ya's retort, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, causing her to cry out in surprise as she fell into his embrace.

  A cry of surprise once again drew everyone's attention, the official ladies whispered to each other, filled with envy, jealousy and hatred...

  Baili Liancheng's face turned white, his hands clenched into fists. He couldn't act rashly; if he rushed forward, it would only put Lan Ya in a more precarious situation.

  "Let go." Lan Ya shouted, her eyes involuntarily darting towards Baili Liancheng.

  As she saw him looking in her direction, she suddenly became flustered and pushed Zuo Ye away. It turned out that even if she had decided to give up, she still couldn't help but care about him...

  But if I really gave up, I wouldn't care at all...

  A flash of anger in her deep and mysterious eyes, she clamped down on his head with her mouth.

  Lan Ya glared with her eyes, unable to dodge, her mouth bitten and sore, filled with indignation in her heart. At the royal banquet, surrounded by officials and military officers, under the gaze of everyone, she was treated like this, and she also had self-respect...

  Her eyes were slightly moist, and she raised her hand to slap him.

  "You also want to give me a slap?" Jing Ye's eyes darkened, his gaze like that of a leopard about to pounce, as he grasped her wrist accurately.

  "You're shameless." She cursed in anger.

  All the officials widened their eyes, and their hearts were racing with anxiety. Anyone who dared to scold King Crazy would either be dead or crippled. This woman really had a lot of guts.

  Murong Chen's face was gloomy, and a series of unexpected events occurred at the banquet. He didn't have the mood to continue either.

  "Alas." Mu Chen Huang let out a deep sigh and turned to leave with a flick of his sleeve.

  The queen hastened to follow, turning her head to glare fiercely at the woman wearing a mask. A woman so lacking in etiquette, even if Crazy Child liked her, she absolutely could not be brought into the estate!

  "Your mouth is very dishonest." Zhu Ye Kuang Ming almost crushed her wrist.

  Lan Ya's body trembled with rage, and in the midst of a large crowd, she feared he would make an excessive move. In her heart, she didn't want to lose all face in front of Bai Lian Cheng, even if she wore a mask that covered her face, it couldn't cover her self-respect.

  All the courtiers saw the emperor and empress leave, and they also knew that this banquet could not continue. The emperor had left his seat, but there was still the mad king. Who dared to leave without the mad king speaking?

  Bei Mo saw the situation and a smile rose to her lips, looking at Ba Li Lian Cheng with an ambiguous gaze. The personality of the Crazy King was well-known to everyone; in such a public setting, he was unintentionally declaring his possession of this woman.

  "Lian Cheng, you said you would love me forever." Her body leaned in close to his, this man she truly liked, so she absolutely wouldn't allow him to have another woman in his heart, not even a glance was permissible.

  Women from their country are very possessive and when they fall in love with someone, they can go to any extent.

  A huge wave rose in Baili Liancheng's heart, and at this moment, his line of sight couldn't be withdrawn. Even when Beimo Pinting spoke to him, he was completely unaware.

  "Stop being so overbearing." Lan Ya met his gaze, she had only glanced at him lightly.

  "My tyranny goes far beyond this." He pinned her down, his voice low and menacing.

  He had long since said that his things, even if discarded, were not allowed to be touched by anyone.

  Lan Ya's arm was pinched very painfully, and a bruise appeared on her arm. He still didn't let go, and the pain in her wrist became more and more obvious.

  "A wild and absurd idea!" He exclaimed, a hint of terror on his face: "You want to cripple my hand?"

  The pain made her pale, and his previous words floated in her mind, "You're a devil, if your hands are crippled, what can you do?"

  The entire hall was eerily quiet, with everyone watching the Mad King's actions and the masked woman. Her slender hands were bruised and red in his grasp, and anyone who knew a thing or two about martial arts could see what the consequences of that force would be.

  Everyone's eyes were fixed on those hands, and the Crazy King was indeed unpredictable. The woman he had been doting on just a second ago was now about to have her arm broken by him.

  Nan Feng's face was somewhat gloomy, and the overbearing nature of Zhu Ye's tyranny could be imagined. If those arms were crippled, it would be a pity, a great pity, but his personality in this regard was actually the opposite of Zhu Ye's.

  The more he likes something, the more he wants it to be perfect. So, this woman interests him, and these hands are not to be wasted...

  Just as he was about to get up, the man on the left stood up first, seeing his intention. Nan Fengjin's body, which was just about to stand up, sat down again. It seems that not only him is interested in that woman.

  "So you will remember me even more deeply." He smiled like a demon.

  Lan Ya's face turned paler and paler, her eyes fixed on him, cold sweat dripping down, the bones in her wrist had already loosened a bit... Heaven was really unfair to her...

  A loud "bang" sound rang out, Lan Ya felt a sudden clarity in her wrist, a flash of white before her eyes, and then she was enveloped in someone's arms, spun around several times, and finally stood firmly on the ground.

  "A hundred miles of connected cities!" Beimou Pingting shouted loudly, her mind and blood boiling.

  Lan Ya raised her eyes and saw a familiar face reflected in them. Suddenly, she felt wronged, her eyes stung, and she really wanted to cry.

  "...Lian Cheng..." she involuntarily called out his name, her face under the butterfly mask tinged with desolation.

  "Sorry." Ba Li Lian Cheng's fingers tightened, he had promised her before that he would never let her fall into trouble again, but now he had broken his promise.

  Lan Ya was taken aback, hastily withdrawing the expression on her face, and stretched out her hand to push Baili Liancheng, showing some resistance.

  "Trust me, I'll take you with me." His voice was firm.

  Nothing matters anymore, nothing is wanted anymore, all plans are abandoned, he now only wants to take her away.

  I came back late today and updated late, sorry~~~~