After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

Chapter 735 Husband and wife meet
Meng Qianqian slowly lay down and held her breath.

After entering the tent, the man began rummaging through the bundles on the ground.

There was no murderous aura emanating from the other party; they were indeed simply searching for items.

Looking for... an item?
Meng Qianqian suddenly recalled Shan Cheng's words: "It doesn't matter whether he comes or not, we have something else that Shang Jue wants anyway."

Could he be—

Meng Qianqian suddenly opened her eyes.

Just then, Mo Yi returned from the restroom.

He noticed the commotion inside Meng Qianqian's tent and sensed an unfamiliar presence.

He immediately shouted sternly, "Who goes there?!"

The man happened to walk up to Meng Qianqian. He knelt on the ground, and Meng Qianqian sat up.

The two stared at each other.

Meng Qianqian made a shushing gesture.

The man was taken aback.

Mo Yi stood outside the tent and said coldly, "Come out! Otherwise, I won't be polite!"

Meng Qianqian shook her head at the man, signaling him to calm down with her eyes.

Mo Yi gripped the Tang sword at his waist and walked step by step toward the tent.

Meng Qianqian gently pushed the man aside, and with a flick of her wrist, she pinched two silver needles.

Mo Yi ripped the tent apart with a single slash.

Meng Qianqian's silver needles shot out.

Mo Yi's expression changed. He did a backflip to avoid the silver needles, slid back more than ten steps, and knelt on one knee to steady himself.

Then he looked up, and just as he was about to make a move, the masked man suddenly grabbed Meng Qianqian by the neck.

Mo Yi's knife stopped.

Shan Cheng stepped out of his tent, glanced around, and said to the masked man, "Let's talk this out. She's pregnant. Be careful not to harm her and an innocent life."

The man glanced at Meng Qianqian's pregnant belly, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face.

Meng Qianqian: "Don't listen to his nonsense. I'm not pregnant. I just gained weight from eating too much."

Shan Cheng: "...!!"

The man increased the force of his blows.

Meng Qianqian immediately showed a pained expression.

Shan Cheng frowned: "Wait! I know what you want. As long as you release the person, I can give you the things."

The man tilted his head and gave Shan Cheng a look that said, "Hand over the item."

Shan Cheng took something out of his pocket and was about to throw it to the man.

The man stopped Shan Cheng and gave him another look, signaling him to open the handkerchief.

Shan Cheng did as instructed.

Meng Qianqian looked closely and realized that what was wrapped in the handkerchief was actually a jade hairpin.

She was very familiar with this hairpin.

It was a token of love from Father to Mother.

My mother always wore it on her head.

So, it really is Father...

Meng Qianqian's heart was filled with turbulent emotions, blurring her vision.

Shan Cheng said, "I'll give you the hairpin, and you can release her."

A hint of hesitation appeared in the man's eyes.

Shan Cheng said, "The hairpin is an inanimate object. You can take it if you want, but it involves two lives. Human lives are at stake. You wouldn't want to harm innocent people, would you?"

The man reached out his hand to Shan Cheng.

Shan Cheng frowned: "You want the hairpin before releasing them? That won't do, what if you change your mind—"

Mo Yi said coldly, "Why waste so much breath on him? I think they're probably in cahoots. Leave her to me, don't worry, I'll make sure she lives!"

The implication is that there's no guarantee whether the injury or disability will be permanent.

"Mo Yi, no!"

Shan Cheng stopped him.

Mo Yi said coldly, "Shan Cheng, I'm giving you some face, but you don't really think you can order me around, do you?"

After saying that, he ignored Shan Cheng and slashed at Meng Qianqian and the other person with his sword.

Shan Cheng's eyes sharpened, and he turned the jade flute in his hand to block Mo Yi's attack.

Mo Yi gritted his teeth: "Get out of my way! If you dare to block my way again, I'll kill you too!"

Shan Cheng said solemnly, "You must not hurt her."

Mo Yi: "I don't care!"

The man's gaze swept over the two of them, then he unleashed a palm strike, sending the hairpin soaring high into the air.

He put the hairpin in his pocket and also kidnapped Meng Qianqian.

Mo Yi: "They've run away!"

Shan Cheng: "That's still better than being killed by you."

Mo Yi: "Are you crazy! Have you been bewitched by that woman too? Do you want to betray the Princess?"

Shan Cheng: "This is the Princess's wish; she must not be harmed."

Mo Yi realized he couldn't raise his power: "What did you do to me?"

Dan Cheng calmly said, "If you promise not to hurt her, I will let you go find her."

"you--"

Mo Yi was furious.

Inside the tent, Aymulan's calm voice rang out: "Shan Cheng, have Mo Yi bring the person back safe and sound."

Complete and intact...

Mo Yi clenched his fist: "Your Highness, why..."

Aymulan: "I don't want to say it a second time."

Mo Yi: "...Yes!"

Shan Cheng broke Mo Yi's spell, and Mo Yi chased after him, carrying a Tang sword.

After kidnapping Meng Qianqian, the man abandoned her halfway through the journey.

He complained that it was too slow to walk with people.

To his utter surprise, the hostages followed him on their own.

Meng Qianqian chased after him all the way.

He was fast, and so was Meng Qianqian; he was slow, and so was Meng Qianqian.

But Meng Qianqian's lightness skill was ultimately inferior to his.

They lost track of them in no time.

Meng Qianqian wasn't in a hurry and found a seat by the roadside.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the man returned dejectedly.

Meng Qianqian was not surprised at all.

She twirled the hairpin she had taken from the man. The man glared angrily at Meng Qianqian.

Meng Qianqian said, feeling wronged, "Who told you not to want me?"

The man was surprised.

Meng Qianqian felt increasingly aggrieved as she thought about it, her throat tightening and her voice choked with emotion: "Do you know how much I missed you? How relieved I was to find you still alive? I... I... I..."

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried hard to hold them back. "By the way, I'm not the Xiao Jiu I used to be. You don't recognize me..."

The man stared at her blankly.

Meng Qianqian burst into tears: "I'm Xiao Jiu... Daddy—"

boom!
A blade of energy that could shatter mountains and rivers pressed in.

The man quickly grabbed Meng Qianqian's shoulder, and with a leap, he flashed ten steps away.

The ground where the two had been standing was cleaved by the terrifying blade energy, leaving a deep trench and revealing jagged rocks hidden beneath the sand and gravel.

Click.

Even the stones cracked.

It was at this moment that the man's face mask fell off.

That was a face that had absolutely nothing to do with Shang Jue.

Not Daddy...

Meng Qianqian's heart sank.

But if he's not her father, why is he looking for her mother's hairpin?
A question flashed through Meng Qianqian's mind, but she decided to deal with the most urgent matter first.

She stared intently at Mo Yi: "Did the Princess give you orders to kill me?"

Mo Yi did not answer.

Meng Qianqian said, "It seems you acted on your own initiative."

Mo Yi: "You deserve to die."

Meng Qianqian said sarcastically, "Why should I die? Just because I disturbed your peace of mind? Are you afraid that if I don't die, one day I will betray the Princess for my sake?"

"court death!"

Mo Yi slashed at the two of them with his sword.

The man shielded Meng Qianqian with his body, but was blasted away by Mo Yi's sword energy, crashing heavily to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Meng Qianqian's expression changed, and she quickly shot out silver needles.

Mo Yi, however, had anticipated this and used his unpredictable movements to evade it.

"You're pregnant; you're no match for me!"

His blade was sharp and cold, reflecting the light in his eyes and brows, making him appear full of bloodlust and killing intent.

Meng Qianqian's arms sank as she put on silver silk gloves.

Mo Yi sneered: "You? Even Chen Long and Lu Yuan are no match for me!"

His aura had indeed become much stronger...

During this period, he definitely did not just practice evil arts; he must have... used other unorthodox methods to improve his skills.

"Suffer death——"

Mo Yi's internal force was so strong it was almost tangible, causing the man to cough up another mouthful of blood.

Meng Qianqian also felt her body becoming heavy and sluggish.

I can't lift my arm...

Not only that, her hand holding the silver needle... was trembling...

Mo Yi's strength... is probably underestimated by everyone...

A trickle of blood oozed from the corner of Meng Qianqian's mouth.

No refunds.

If I quit, I'll die.

She can't die; she hasn't seen her father yet!
Meng Qianqian stood in front of the man, took a deep breath, and suddenly flicked out the silver needles between her fingers.

The blade energy slashed horizontally and collided with her silken armor.

She was thrown heavily into the air.

However, the imagined internal injuries and pain did not materialize.

A large, broad hand caught her and promptly injected a vast amount of internal energy into her body, quickly forcing out the sword energy that hadn't yet managed to damage her meridians and foundation.

The blade energy surged back onto Mo Yi's blade, carrying with it another immense power.

Now it was Mo Yi's turn to be blasted away.

Meng Qianqian was held in someone's arms and slowly landed.

"Daddy!"

She turned around and looked at him expectantly.

However, when she saw that familiar face, her voice stopped abruptly.

Someone said aloofly, "Who gave you permission to randomly claim fathers?"

Meng Qianqian blinked and tugged at her ear: "Husband."

"Humph."

Lu Yuan gave a cold snort, slowly released her, and shielded her behind her, staring intently at Mo Yi, "I'll settle the score with you later!"

Meng Qianqian obediently took a step back.

Mo Yi clutched his chest, glared at Lu Yuan with a sinister look, and was about to make a move when he sensed several powerful auras rushing towards him.

He sheathed his sword and used his light-footed skill to leave.

By the time the Dragon and the Snake arrived, he had already gone far away.

Meng Qianqian walked up to the man, squatted down, and asked, "Who are you? Why are you looking for this hairpin? Did someone send you?"

The other person didn't say anything, threw a handful of sand at Meng Qianqian, and then ran away.

Meng Qianqian raised her sleeve to block the sand and sighed, "The clue we finally got is gone again."

This person is related to my mother; he is most likely sent by my father.

I wonder if he will relay his words of revealing his identity in his haste to his father.

If Father knew there was another Little Nine in the world, would he come looking for her?

"Are you OK?"

"Chenlong asked with concern."

Meng Qianqian shook her head: "I'm fine. I saw Ayimuran. She's not in Shanshan City. She wants to go to Liuli Island."

Chenlong said, "We already know."

Meng Qianqian asked, "Have you been to Shanshan City?"

"No, we split into two groups. Yu Chenglou and his sister went to Shanshan City, while we..."

At this point, Chen Long glanced at Lu Yuan and said, "We've decided to try our luck at Liuli Island."

It was Lu Yuan who insisted on going to Liuli Island, saying that it was impossible for his sister to have been kidnapped to Shanshan City. He even made a bet with Chenlong.

Lu Yuan held out his hand: "Five thousand taels. A bet is a bet, no credit."

Chenlong: "..."

I made it in time for the short, 3,000-word chapter!