Feng Chen flung away his fingers and then smoothed the wrinkles in his clothes. “Bro, shouldn’t you go find where your wife vanished from?”
“When I left, Qiaoqiao was still deep asleep!”
Feng Chen felt exasperated.
“Couldn’t she have just, all of a sudden, woken up in the middle of the night?”
Mo Lian furrowed his brows. “Where could she go?”
Feng Chen rolled his eyes. He leisurely pulled out an emerald tree vine from his sleeve. “Little tree, where did your master go?”
The sapling did not respond at all.
Feng Chen beckoned to Mo Lian. “Gimme some fire. Come, come!”
*Swish.* A purple flame lit up between Mo Lian’s fingers.
Just as he got close to that tree branch, he heard Qiuqiu start squalling. “AHH, take it away, take it away! So hateful! Darn fire!”
*Pfft—*
Feng Chen stroked the sapling’s tree vine. “Then are you willing to talk now?”
“You guys are forcing a confession!” Qiuqiu hollered, “I won’t talk even in death! I will not hesitate to surmount mountains of blades or wade into seas of flames for Master! Just a mere bit of fire cannot scare, wahhh! Take it away, take it away, away!”
So hateful. Wasn’t that sacred fire!? He hated sacred lightning the most, after which was sacred fire!
Hateful, hateful, hateful!
What should it do if it burnt his tender skin?
Masta, wuwuwu… These two men are forcing me! Wuwuwuwu!
“I will tell Masta!” Qiuqiu wailed piteously, “You guys are bullying me while Masta isn’t here!”
Feng Chen smiled tenderly. “Then will you talk, Qiuqiu?”
“Wuwuwu! I will not yield to force! Qiuqiu has never been one to be scared of dying. Ahhh! So itchy, don’t roast Qiuqiu!” The vine segment started twisting while in Feng Chen’s hand. It was long before Qiuqiu screamed, “Y-You, stop! Hateful! Masta has been lured away by Ye Lingmin!”
Mo Lian’s expression instantly turned ugly, and he flicked the tree vine. “Where did she go?”
He sensed something strange about the matter from how Qiuqiu was trying to cover things up!
Something was fishy!
Feng Chen also chortled and flicked open his fan. He blinked his eyes and warned, “I advise you to be honest and fess up! Otherwise I’ll toss you into a manure pit later!”
AH!!?Qiuqiu immediately wilted.
These two bad people were able to think up all sorts of heartless tricks once they got together!
“Ma-Masta went, went to… went to Spring Abounding Parlor!”
“What??” The two men yelled at him.
What was this freakin’ name!
Just the name of it didn’t sound like any place good!
Qiuqiu was scared to speak, and he silently shed tears of sympathy for his little master.
Like he said, it was truly not wise to run after Ye Lingmin in the middle of the night.
“She’s inside right now?”
Qiuqiu tried to play dead, but Mo Lian picked him up and swung him around. “You can choose to talk now or talk after I roast you.”
Wahhh…
Masta, Masta! This man is exposing his scary true face!
Seeing that Crown Prince Mo was running out of patience and was just about to generate flames, Qiuqiu hastily said, “She-She’s at the door! Uh! My great crown prince, if you don’t get over there quick, per-perhaps… wah! This Spring Abounding Parlor is so luxurious! There are so many escorts, tsk tsk! Wow, that boy welcoming our little masta at the door is so pretty!”
Crown Prince Mo: !
Feng Chen: …
