Chapter 852: Chapter 852: He’ll Catch a Cold if He Waits Any Longer
Ye Jiu gave Sikong Mo a reproachful look. Sikong Mo received her gaze and immediately played the victim, fearing she might blame him. "He even slapped me. With his fierce strength at that time, if I hadn’t blocked his pressure point, it would have ended in mutual destruction."
Upon hearing Sikong Mo’s words, Ye Jiu immediately tugged at his clothes. "Then what about you, did he injure you?"
Sikong Mo was deeply warmed by her anxious expression. He reached out his large hand and grasped her small hand that was tugging at his collar. "Don’t worry, I’m not hurt."
Although he almost spat blood when he was first hit, he suppressed it later and adjusted his breathing. By now, he had returned to normal.
Ye Jiu ruthlessly withdrew her hand. "Since you’re fine, you should leave quickly. My father is still standing outside, and he’ll freeze if you take much longer!"
As soon as Ye Jiu finished speaking, the knocking on the door by War King was already heard from outside. "Qin Jiu, open the door for me... Hurry up..."
Ye Jiu stared wide-eyed at Sikong Mo standing in front of her.
Sikong Mo shrugged, resigned, and explained, "The war prince’s residence has many hidden guards. Just now, the commotion between me and War King wasn’t small, so it was inevitable to be discovered. It was expected that hidden guards would go to rescue him. Otherwise, even for your sake, I couldn’t let your father stand in the cold wind!"
"Knowing that someone would go to rescue him, why did you break into my room in the middle of the night? Isn’t this the perfect setup for him to catch you red-handed?" Ye Jiu grumbled.
"No," Sikong Mo chuckled lightly, then suddenly gave Ye Jiu a gentle kiss on the cheek. Moments later, he grasped the jade pendant and vanished into thin air.
Only then did Ye Jiu understand Sikong Mo’s plan and breathed a sigh of relief.
The more things went hectic, the more mistakes she made. How did she forget about the space where Sikong Mo could hide? That way, no one would discover him.
But if Sikong Mo wanted to see her, he could do so in that space. Why bother running this errand, especially only to get caught by War King?
With murmuring thoughts, Ye Jiu walked towards the door. "Coming, what’s going on in the middle of the night? I just fell asleep!"
Speaking, Ye Jiu reached out and opened the door, where only War King stood outside.
Once the door was opened, War King immediately pushed aside Ye Jiu, stepped into the room, and began scrutinizing every corner, even beneath the bed.
After thoroughly checking and confirming no one was in the room, War King asked Ye Jiu, "Where’s Sikong Mo?"
"What do you mean where’s Sikong Mo? Of course, he’s at his Royal Residence," Ye Jiu replied while yawning.
This time it wasn’t an act; she was genuinely tired. As she squinted, a tear squeezed from her eye and slid down her cheek.
With a sleepy voice, Ye Jiu spoke, "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"
War King didn’t reply but stood still for a moment before suddenly sighing, "Girl, don’t blame your father for being meddlesome. It’s all for your own good.
Regardless of whether your grandfather would approve of your relationship with Sikong Mo, even if your father fought for it here.
The tangled web within the War Prince Residence is not something your father wishes for you to be ensnared in.
You’re still young and don’t understand that a good family is far more important than a good man. The current old Princess Consort of the War Prince Residence is no simple woman. True loving parents would never wish for their daughter to have such a mother-in-law..."