Mr. Tan, why did Qi Jinqian call you Prime Minister just now?

Fu Xuechen suddenly made a move, lifted Qi Jinqian off Su Qingli, and threw him to the ground.

Then he stepped on him and pushed the hairpin into his body another three inches.

The fierceness in Fu Xuechen's eyes was not concealed at all. A thin blade slipped out of his sleeve and stabbed into his other shoulder again.

Qi Jinqian groaned, turned his head and spat blood foam on the ground.

"Master Prime Minister, you broke into the Qi residence at night and attacked important officials with a knife. Aren't you afraid of the emperor's blame?"

Fu Xuechen's expression did not change, he just tilted his head slightly to look at Su Qingli.

Her clothes were half-undone, and her snow-white shoulders and neck were stained with a glaring red, whose blood it was, no one knew.

His heart clenched violently, and he stepped forward to pick her up by the waist, wrapping her disheveled body in a dark cloak, and told Qian Jue, "I'll leave this to you."

Su Qingli was held horizontally in his arms, and the guards of the Qi Mansion were lying on the ground in a mess, and he had a smooth journey.

She didn't dare hold him too hard, and struggled slightly, "I'd better get down and walk by myself."

Fu Xuechen tensed his muscles and held her close to his chest, "It's okay."

Fu Xuechen didn't let her go until they got on the carriage. He then took off his cloak and put it on her.

Su Qingli huddled awkwardly in the corner of the carriage, sizing him up in the flickering light of a lantern. She asked, "Master Tan, why did Qi Jinqian just call you Prime Minister?"

The carriage jolted, and Fu Xuechen paused as he wiped the blood. His breathing rose and fell slightly, "I don't know either."

Su Qingli clenched her hands, but still smiled and thanked him, "Thank you so much, Mr. Tan, for saving me. I have no way to repay you."

"It's okay. I don't need your reward." Fu Xuechen picked up her hand and wiped the blood off her hand carefully. "Are you hurt?"

"Master Tan, I can do it myself." Su Qingli snatched the handkerchief from his hand and wiped her ears. "It's just a minor injury. How did Master Tan know that I was imprisoned in the secret room above ground?"

"The news of your disappearance spread from the Qi Mansion. Tan, thinking back to the strange things Miss Su had told him last time, locked his suspicions on Qi Jinqian." Fu Xuechen said truthfully, "So he took his servants and hid in the Qi Mansion, keeping a close eye on Qi Jinqian, watching him enter and exit the underground secret room. He then suspected that Miss Su might be trapped there."

Su Qingli didn't expect that he would remember what she said unintentionally.

She frowned worriedly, "But Mr. Tan broke into the Qi Mansion without permission and injured Qi Jinqian. I'm afraid he won't let Mr. Tan go easily."

Fu Xuechen smiled lightly, "It's okay. He has mistaken me for Fu Xuechen. I'm sure he will only cause trouble for the Prime Minister."

Su Qingli was speechless for a moment. Did Qi Jinqian really recognize the wrong person?

Her eyes unconsciously moved on Tan Xi again.

Fu Xuechen noticed her gaze and looked up to meet her gaze.

In order to dispel her doubts, Fu Xuechen changed the subject and teased her, "Miss Su, are you mesmerized by my heroic act of saving the damsel in distress?"

Su Qingli quickly looked away, twisting the handkerchief in her hands helplessly, "I..."

Fu Xuechen's smiling peach blossom eyes drooped slightly, "I believe Qi Jinqian will not give up on you easily. Miss Su, please stay at my house for a while."

Fearing that she would refuse, Fu Xuechen hurriedly added, "I have also arranged for your mother to move to another mansion. It's very safe."

Su Qingli didn't expect that he was so thoughtful that he even helped her settle her mother.

I guess he knew that she and her mother had a bad relationship, so he let them live separately.

She lowered her head and said sincerely, "Mr. Tan's kindness, I will never forget it. From now on, I will serve Mr. Tan like a slave."

"I just want you to live well." Fu Xuechen raised his hand and wanted to pat her shoulder.

Su Qingli looked at his hands and felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

Fu Xuechen hesitated for a long time, then put it down silently, "Let's go back home first."

Watching him withdraw his hand, Su Qingli lowered her head and pulled his cloak tighter, which was filled with his scent, making her feel particularly at ease.

Arrived at the mansion.

Maids filed in, carrying brand new dresses and ointments.

Fu Xuechen ordered, "Take Miss Su to the clean room."

Not long after, Su Qingli walked out of the clean room with her half-dried black hair, and bumped into Tan Xi leaning against the vermilion lacquer pillar with her arms folded at the corner.

He sat down, holding the golden wound medicine in his hand, "I'll help you apply the medicine."

Su Qingli nodded and sat down opposite him.

His bony hands scooped up some ointment and gently applied it to her earlobe. He leaned so close that he could even hear her breathing clearly.

Su Qingli stared at the man in front of her who was like the warm spring sun and who had saved her from the whirlpool of darkness time and time again.

There were thousands of thanks choking in my throat, but they only turned into slightly trembling breaths.

"Cold?" Fu Xuechen noticed her trembling and frowned.

His eyes fell on her half-wet long hair, and he subconsciously picked up the towel on the table to wipe it for her.

But such behavior is undoubtedly crossing the line.

He was silent for a few seconds, and finally handed the towel to her, "Wipe your hair."

Su Qingli took the towel, her fingertips accidentally touched the back of his warm hand, and she quickly turned her face away to wipe her hair.

Fu Xuechen smelled the scent of soapberry coming from her body and his breathing became heavy.

He lowered his head and asked her, "Do you plan to divorce Qi Jinqian?"

Su Qingli was stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

Fu Xuechen's pupils suddenly shrank. He treated her like this, but she was still reluctant to divorce him?

"Miss Su is nostalgic."

Su Qingli smiled and said, "My marriage to him was just a fake one. We only went through the ceremony without any complete rituals or official paperwork. Now I just consider it an agreement and we have no further ties."

Fu Xuechen finally put his heart at ease. He stood up contentedly and said, "Miss Su, please take a rest first. I won't disturb you any more."

"Goodbye, Mr. Tan." Su Qingli stood up and saw him off.

When they reached the door, Su Qingli couldn't help but call him, "Tan Xi."

Fu Xuechen looked back, his breathing slowed down, and he waited quietly for her to speak.

"Thank you for saving me. If it weren't for you, I would have..." Su Qingli's tears, which she had been holding back for a long time, fell.

Fu Xuechen frowned, but finally stepped forward and patted her shoulder, "It's okay, Qingli, I'm happy to help you."

Not wanting her to recall the sad things, he didn't stay any longer and said, "Have a good rest."

Su Qingli nodded and watched his back as he left, thinking only that she must repay him well in the future.

Support him no matter what he does.

She looked at the huge room, her heart warmed and her gratitude was beyond words.

Su Qingli was particularly sleepy that night, so she slept until noon the next day.

She hurried to the hall, only to see Tan Xi sitting quietly at the table waiting for her to have breakfast.

Su Qingli was very embarrassed, "Mr. Tan, why don't you eat first?"

Fu Xuechen stood up and pulled out a chair for her, saying gently, "Eating with two people is always more interesting than eating alone."