The two of them, one tall and one short, are both handsome and beautiful. They are a pair that makes others envious.

But, at this moment, no one has the mind to think about anything else.

"Jiu'er."

Yue Qinchun went over and handed the letter in his hand to Feng Jiuer.

"This is the letter found by Qiao Mu. Please read it."

Feng Jiuer took the letter and did not stop.

She walked straight to Qiao Mu, stretched out her white and slender hands, and grabbed the tip of the silver gun.

Qiao Mu looked at her for a while and then took back the silver gun.

"Come in and talk."

Before Qiao Mu could say anything, Feng Jiuer said softly, turned around and walked towards the main hall.

Qiao Mu held the silver gun tightly, grabbed it, and left.

Her steps were so heavy that it made people feel distressed.

If this incident hadn't happened, Qiao Mu would be the bride today.
Chapter completed!