Ji Yunyao screamed in fear, and there was a rush of horse hooves in the distance, followed by the man's furious scolding.
When Ji Wanrong heard this voice, his eyes lit up slightly, and the last trace of uneasiness in his heart disappeared at this moment.
Ji Yunyao's eyes also lit up in an instant.
"Bold thief, what are you doing? Put her down!"
Mo Jiecheng rode up and the first thing he saw was Ji Yunyao's pale face under the watery moonlight.
The wind was blowing now, and her white clothes were flying in the biting wind.
It was exactly the same scene that Mo Jie had thought about thousands of times when he dreamed about it at midnight.
Stars, his stars.
Mo Jiecheng forgot everything at the moment. He fell off the carriage before the horse stopped, and then staggered towards the cliff.
Ji Wanrong looked at Mo Jiecheng's appearance at this moment. His expression and his gaffe were almost out of her element.
For some reason, looking at his appearance, she suddenly felt a little flustered, and Ji Wanrong's fingers tied behind her trembled slightly.
Seeing Mo Jiecheng rushing over, Xiao Lu smiled again, her smile was very carefree.
"Prince Han? You are finally here. If you had been a little later, your savior would have fallen off the cliff again."
"She almost fell to pieces in order to save you, but now, your subordinates still don't choose her and insist on letting her die! It's simply ridiculous."
Mo Jiecheng's whole body stiffened as he listened.
My eyes were a little blurry, and it seemed like I was back to that windy night in the past.
That night almost became his nightmare.
Seeing Mo Jiecheng's appearance, Chongzhou clenched his hands into fists. He turned over and dismounted, then knelt down towards Mo Jiecheng.
He grabbed the hem of Mo Jiecheng's skirt, with some tears in his eyes: "Master, this time, Ji Yunyao must die! Master, don't think about the past anymore!"
Mo Jiecheng looked at Chongzhou in disbelief, raised his fist, and knocked Chongzhou over to the ground.
"She is my savior, how can you say such things?"
Chongzhou spit out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly grabbed Mo Jiecheng's hand.
"master……"
Mo Jiecheng interrupted him without hesitation: "She must die? Chongzhou, what are you talking about? Who gave you the power? It was the stars that saved my life in the past!"
Xiao Lu smiled, and then looked at Ji Wanrong with sympathetic eyes, still with a sarcastic smile on her lips.
Ji Wanrong's breathing was very slow at the moment, and her whole body was stiff. Looking at Mo Jiecheng's hysterical appearance, she felt strange.
He had been here for so long that he didn't even have time to take a look at himself.
Everything in front of her seemed to be an illusion.
Everything in the morning was just a beautiful dream she had had alone.
"Yes, Ji Yunyao is your savior, but this Princess Han is also your savior. Not only did she save you, she is also your first wife. She has a physical relationship with you and will have children with you in the future."
"Prince Han, if these two people can only choose one, and the other must die, I'm curious, who will you choose?"
Mo Jiecheng paused and turned his head stiffly, only to see another figure not far from Ji Yunyao.
Ji Wanrong was still wearing the same clothes as in the morning, his whole body was tightly tied up with ropes, and his body and face were covered with mud.
She didn't speak, her lips were pursed tightly, and Mo Jiecheng could feel her gaze like feathers, gently brushing against his face.
What was in his eyes was silent disappointment.
Mo Jiecheng's heart was shaken.
In the morning, she was wearing these clothes and lying in his arms.
That's when she asked herself: "Would you kill me?"
Mo Jiecheng's brain buzzed, and he felt that the blood in his body stopped flowing in an instant.
He felt that the surroundings were very cold, unstoppable cold, exactly the same as that night before.
He could hardly see the figures in front of him clearly. He couldn't hear a word of Chongzhou's words or Ji Yunyao's cries. He only remembered Ji Wanrong's look in his eyes.
"So Prince Han, I gave you time to think about it. Who are you going to choose? They both look scared! Princess Han, who was originally calm, is now panicking."
Xiao Lu asked with a smile.
Mo Jiecheng's jawline tensed up tightly, his eyes swept over Ji Yunyao bit by bit, and then fell on Ji Wanrong's face.
His face was completely pale, and big beads of sweat slipped from his forehead, and he no longer looked as wise and mighty as before.
His mouth opened and closed, and he seemed to be muttering silently: "Wait... wait... let me think again."
Xiao Lu burst out laughing: "Your Highness, Prince Han, I really didn't expect that you would be here today. Why, you don't want to save Princess Han, but you can't say it out loud?"
"Okay! I'll make it happen for you!"
After she said this, she looked at Ji Yunyao standing next to her.
Xiao Lu slowly untied the ropes from Ji Yunyao's body, as if performing the last rites before her death.
Ji Yunyao was so frightened that she was covered in cold sweat, tears bursting from her eyes. She trembled and pinched the hem of Xiao Lu's skirt, and knelt down straight in Xiao Lu's direction.
"No, don't kill me. I know I am still useful. If you keep me, I will be of great use."
"No," Xiao Lu shook her head gently, "You are wrong, it's not that I won't keep you, it's that Mo Jiecheng won't keep you!"
After she said this, she held Ji Yunyao's waist with both hands and deliberately lifted her high in front of Mo Jiecheng.
Mo Jiecheng stared at everything in front of him steadily, with a strange color hidden deep in his deep pupils.
After only a moment of silence, his hands slowly clenched into fists, his eyes were scarlet, as if his psychological defense had been broken, and he took several steps back.
"etc."
Xiao Lu made a move and turned to look at him with a smile.
"I choose...Ji Yunyao."
Everyone was stunned by Mo Jiecheng's words. Ji Wanrong raised his head in disbelief and looked at Mo Jiecheng's face.
As soon as Mo Jiecheng finished speaking, Xiao Lu started to giggle.
She dragged Ji Yunyao's waist and slowly lowered her down.
Ji Yunyao almost rolled and crawled to Mo Jiecheng's side, and suddenly threw herself into Mo Jiecheng's arms.
"Then push Ji Wanrong down!"
After Xiao Lu finished speaking, Ji Wanrong laughed coldly before Hu Dan could make any move.
She gave Mo Jiecheng one final decisive look, then turned her head firmly and jumped towards the bottomless cliff.
The hunting wind blew up the sleeves of her broad robe, and she was like a butterfly flying in the moonlight.
