She had to appease his volatile emotions first, or else he might actually find someone to dispose of that unfortunate female cultivator.
It wasn't easy for her to save that female cultivator, Sister Hao. After immense struggle, the cultivator passed her tribulation and successfully advanced to the Divine Realm.
If she were to be secretly killed by Mo Lian for such a reason, wouldn't that be incredibly unjust?
Qiao Mu felt it was best not to provoke a man who had momentarily lost his rationality.
She secretly glanced at him and pouted her small lips.
Actually, she could understand Lian's thoughts. He simply wouldn't allow her to risk her life for some irrelevant people or matters.
But in fact, she hadn't risked her life.
She really wasn't impulsive!
She just didn't know why, but Qiao Mu felt incredibly confident that the Heavenly Dao Thunder Fire wouldn't dare strike her.
She couldn't explain where this inexplicable fearlessness came from.
"Why aren't you speaking?"
Qiao Mu presented him with the back of her head, adopting an "I don't feel like talking to you" demeanor.
"Speak," Mo Lian's mood improved slightly when he saw her obediently agree to his request.
As long as this little one was well-behaved, didn't put herself in danger, and didn't make him anxious and uneasy, he would let her do anything.
He reached out and pinched her small earlobe, his expression relaxing a bit.
Qiaoqiao turned her head and glared at him unhappily.
"Kiss."
He leaned in and kissed her small face, catching her small hand as she tried to wipe her face with her sleeve, and called out helplessly, "Qiaoqiao."
Don't think that if you turn back and look at Emperor Qiaoqiao with innocent eyes, this emperor will forgive your previous rebellious behavior.
"I'm scared," he whispered softly, rubbing against her forehead. "Just now, my heart almost jumped out of my chest."
In that instant, the panic deeply gripped by fear made him feel as if his world had plunged into darkness.
Heaven knew how much effort it took him to control the urge to lose control on the spot and instantly kill that tribulating female cultivator.
If that female cultivator's Five Spirit Samsara Tribulation threatened Qiaoqiao's safety, he would not hesitate to personally deal with that insignificant person.
In truth, he had always been such a ruthless person.
His bottom line was... his Qiaoqiao could not be harmed.
Qiao Mu turned to look at him, her heart inexplicably softening, yet she still felt that he had challenged the authority of the little emperor earlier.
And he had even used those terrifying little eyes to openly threaten the little emperor; she absolutely couldn't forgive him so easily.
He had to beg and beg until she forgave him, hmph!
Mo Lian haphazardly rubbed her head a couple of times, and as he carried her around a flower path, he saw Yulan Courtyard just ahead when he suddenly heard a chaotic sound of footsteps coming from around the wall of Yulan Courtyard.
"I'll kill you!" A sudden roar erupted, instantly followed by the sound of chickens scattering and a general commotion in the courtyard.
Mo Lian stood rooted to the spot with Qiao Mu in his arms.
The couple looked over, utterly bewildered, only to see a large group of nannies and maids, looking pale, running swiftly behind two people, one in front of the other, constantly exclaiming, "Girls, Madam, please stop!"
Qiao Mu immediately recognized Madam Hua, the Fifth Madam, who was running in front.
They had played mahjong together, so she naturally had a strong impression of the Fifth Madam.
After all, she had lost quite a bit of money to her!