A Woman Bravely Breaks into the Pirate's Nest: The Escaped Princess

Everyone stepped forward, pointed their bows and arrows at the kite, and were ready to fly. The atmosphere was extremely tense.

Zhuo Ran hugged the girl tightly in his arms, and with a calm effort, the kite flew upwards.

Tang Youhao's eyes flashed, and he gently waved his palm. As if receiving help, the kite swayed steadily, and the blue clouds flew straight up and flew away quickly.

Two red shadows fluttered in the air, soaring through the clouds and mist, and the two figures drifted farther and farther away, turning into small red dots, and finally disappeared into the distant sky.

Mu Jinmo's chest felt hot, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and shouted angrily, "Uncle Hao, why do you want to help him?" [

Tang Youhao asked coldly, "Why? Who are you to me? What qualifications do you have to question me?"

He handed his most beloved daughter into his hands, but not only did he not take good care of Xiaoya, but he also made her so sad that it would be polite not to slap him.

He usually looks stable, reserved, gentle and elegant, which complements the lively and active Xiaoya. They are a perfect match. Who would have thought that it would turn out like this?

You really know people and faces but don’t know their hearts!

Mu Jinmo felt as if he had been hit hard, his face was ashen, his mind was shaken violently, the old injury recurred, his vision went dark, he could no longer hold on, and fell backwards.

A frightened female voice sounded sharply from not far away, "Jin Mo."

A vigorous wedding ended quietly, leaving countless regrets and melancholy...

The sun sets in the west, the last ray of light in the sky gradually disappears, the dusk becomes dark, and the sky is filled with yellow sand.

The sky is filled with shining stars, so beautiful and dazzling that if you stretch out your hand, it seems like you can pick them off.

The flames of the bonfire were rising upwards, and the aroma of roasted leg of lamb hit your nostrils.

Jun Yong stupidly sat on the side with her legs folded. The firelight shone on her pretty little face, leaving a few shadows. The loose clothes made her look particularly petite and weak.

Tie Zhuoran couldn't hide his concern and looked at it again and again, but he couldn't help it.

"Cry, there is no one now."

This little girl is so stubborn that she doesn't know who she looks like.

Growing up, I always saw her being naughty and mischievous, always with a sweet smile on her face, but now the clouds are gathering, which makes people feel very distressed.

Juan Yong glared at him hatefully, "Aren't you a human?"

She's not crying. What's there to cry about?

Tears will only make those who hate her happy and happy, and those who truly love her sad.

Tie Zhuoran was filled with pity, and without showing any trace of his face, he made an ugly grimace, "I am a monster in the water. I am not a human being. There are no other people here."[

"You're so annoying." She casually picked up the jade pendant from her waist and threw it at her. Seeing that he caught it easily and blew it frivolously, she suddenly felt sad, and the suppressed pain erupted like a flood. "

Wow wow wow.”

There are no close relatives or loved ones around her, and no one who laughs at her. There is only a stinky guy who likes to tease her all the time.

Cry a little, is everything okay?

Suddenly, I burst into tears and was heartbroken.

Countless past events came to mind. How could her lover, who had grown up together as a childhood sweetheart, hook up with her best sister behind her back?

"How could he do this to me? He obviously likes someone else and yet he pretends to be so affectionate towards me. It's so disgusting."

"We grew up together, why does he treat me like this? If you don't like me, just tell me directly, I won't stalk you."

A hoarse cry expressed the grievance, pain and confusion in his heart, and complicated emotions poured out crazily.

Zhuo Ran pursed his thin lips tightly, and his ink eyes were darker than the night sky, as if he was holding back, he hesitated to speak, and wanted to go up to comfort him, but stopped three steps away, as if he was worried about something, and clenched his hands tightly.

The jade pendant in my fists and palms ached with pain.