CHAPTER 862: CHAPTER 707

"You’re not afraid?"

Ayimulan asked.

Meng Qianqian laughed, "Let’s make a bet, you won’t be able to take me out of the Capital City."

Ayimulan snorted disdainfully.

"If you don’t believe it, forget it."

Meng Qianqian looked away, picked up a pastry from the table, took a bite, and frowned disdainfully.

Mo Yi looked at her strangely, as if to say, aren’t you afraid of being poisoned?

The pastry was too sweet; Meng Qianqian didn’t like it. She simply opened the small brocade bag she always carried with her, took out a small jar of sour apricots, and started devouring them happily.

Mo Yi was utterly dumbfounded.

How could someone bring this along for a fight?

No, at that time, she was under Ayina’s witchcraft, clearly being controlled...

Could it be...

This person, even when turned into a "puppet," doesn’t forget to bring some snacks?

Meng Qianqian, while eating the sour apricots, smiled and said to Ayimulan, "Your guard has been staring at me since we got on the carriage. Could it be that he wants to change allegiance?"

Mo Yi swiftly drew a part of his Tang Blade.

"Mo Yi."

Ayimulan said, "You’re losing your composure."

Mo Yi frowned slightly and sheathed his Tang Blade.

He wasn’t someone who got angry easily, yet for some reason, this woman always managed to manipulate his emotions effortlessly.

After that, the three of them spoke no more.

The inside of the carriage fell into silence.

Meng Qianqian petted the feathers of the Hunting Eagle, silently reviewing the entire situation in her mind.

In her dreams, she felt Alina’s call, and under the control of witchcraft, she left the residence as if nothing had happened.

Lu Yuan was to attend the court early today, so Alina must have timed it right to act after he left.

And Chen Long didn’t reside in the same place as her.

She might have also instructed others not to follow, so for a short time, no one at the Governor Mansion would notice anything amiss.

She said that earlier to make Ayimulan think she had a backup plan, thereby affecting her plan or making her reveal more cards.

"Hey."

Meng Qianqian opened the curtain again, calling out to Du Nu outside.

Mo Yi’s Tang Blade was placed on her neck.

Meng Qianqian sighed and pushed away his Tang Blade, "I know, I won’t talk to him, don’t be jealous."

Mo Yi’s gaze turned cold, "You!"

The emotions he desperately tried to suppress surged again.

He really wanted to kill this woman, sincerely!

Meng Qianqian gave a mischievous smile, "Relax, you’re much more formidable than that guard outside; I couldn’t possibly want you over him."

Mo Yi nearly choked with anger.

He finally understood why this woman was so infuriating; her tendency to sow chaos looked exactly like it was cast from the same mold as Lu Yuan!

How did they put it in the Central Plains?

Birds of a feather flock together.

Two infuriating creatures!

The carriage hadn’t traveled for more than a quarter of an hour when the driver suddenly tightened the reins, bringing the horse to a halt.

Mo Yi hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

The driver said, "There, there’s someone."

Mo Yi lifted the curtain.

A student from the Imperial College leisurely strolled in front of their carriage, leisurely turned around, and leisurely lay down on the ground.

Then, he didn’t move.

A crowd of onlookers quickly gathered around.

The driver asked, "Lord Mo, what should we do?"

Du Nu exclaimed, "It’s you?"

Wasn’t the student from the Imperial College, who was faking an accident in front of their carriage, the same Meng Family kid who had beaten him up badly before?

This kid’s fists were as hard as a large pot, yet here he was pretending to be a frail scholar!

Shameless!