Eraapos;s Solemn Con

"Idiot." Leng Junhan muttered under his breath. Feeling soft-hearted made him an even bigger fool; he was worried that she would be killed by the people Mo Su Yun sent after her, yet it wasn’t as if he himself wouldn't suffer the consequences either. Now, dragging a woman who couldn't do anything around to deal with the highly skilled palace guards of Nan Chu was just making things more complicated. Leng Junhan thought to himself that if he were to die, it would be because of his own stupidity.,"Who are you…" The leader of the palace guards was about to yell at them when he saw the person standing before him, causing him to take a sharp intake of breath. A man wearing white clothes and hair stood before him with incomparable good looks, yet just his calm gaze alone made him feel immense pressure. More importantly... This… "Duke Ding","With your big uncle around, what’s there to feel hard" Mo Xiuyao said coolly. Damn brat, still trying to earn Ah Li's sympathy! Really deserves a beating!。