The comatose Si Mingjing held Ye Nianbai very tightly, and Ye Nianbai did the same, his tender, lotus-root-like little arms grasping tightly around Si Mingjing's waist. The mother and child were locked in an embrace, inseparable and unwilling to let go; they simply couldn't be pried apart.
Qu Gaoyang huffed impatiently, "Forget it. That bastard Si Lisao deliberately gave me a fake Ajiu in the first place just to get his hands on this kid. I'll take the brat, hit Si Lisao where it hurts, and take them both away."
The guard then pointed to the fallen ones and asked, "My lord, what should we do with these men?"
Qu Gaoyang's face was sinister. "Kill them all!"
At that moment, Si Mingjing pressed her temples and suddenly woke up. Seeing Qu Gaoyang, she exclaimed in shock, "Qu Gaoyang?"
