Chapter 9 Choice

Ling Qingyan shook her head.

"I fainted and didn't know anything. If Mansheng hadn't told me that I disappeared for a whole night, I would have thought I was just dreaming." Ling Qingyan recalled carefully.

"That's really strange." Ling Zhuo'an frowned, staring at Ling Qingyan with a somewhat aggressive look, "The assassin kidnapped you and then sent you back intact—"

"What's the point?"

"Yeah, what's the point?" Ling Qingyan supported her head, indicating that she didn't quite understand either.

At this time, she didn't dare to look at Mu Xianzhi next to her, for fear that Mu Xianzhi would think that she was hinting to the prince to take her life.

"Maybe the assassin caught the wrong person, and seeing that I'm smart, pretty, cute and kind, he let me go out of kindness?" Ling Qingyan laughed to ease the atmosphere.

Mu Xianzhi smiled.

"What are you laughing at, Master?" Ling Zhuoan asked.

"Princess Xiao has a childish mind and thinks too highly of the bad guys." Mu Xianzhi acted even more calmly than Ling Qingyan. "Perhaps the assassin poisoned the princess in an attempt to control her?"

Ling Qingyan's eyes widened a little and she looked at Mu Xianzhi in astonishment.

Dude, why did you blow yourself up?

Don’t want to live anymore?

Want to take her along?

"Why are you so surprised, Your Highness? It's not impossible." Mu Xianzhi said.

Of course she knew that this possibility was not impossible!

But how could he say it so eloquently!

"That's right, this possibility can't be ruled out." Ling Zhuo'an nodded, "But several imperial physicians have examined Tang Ning, and they found no evidence of poison."

Ling Qingyan glanced at Mu Xianzhi calmly.

Even the imperial physician couldn't find out what was wrong.

I don’t know where Mu Xianzhi got the medicine from.

As expected of one of the male protagonists, he is resourceful.

He can be so calm even when exposing himself, and remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses before his eyes.

"Since Your Highness is free, you can't fall behind in your studies." Mu Xianzhi handed her a scroll, "There are my annotations on it. Your Highness, take it back and read it. If you have any questions, you can ask me privately."

Ling Qingyan took it awkwardly.

Why do I chase her to study?

Ling Zhuo'an raised his eyebrows slightly, "Master Mu attaches so much importance to the princess's studies?"

"Your Majesty, please take care of Princess Tangning." Mu Xianzhi's voice was clear.

"Thank you, Grand Master." Ling Qingyan smiled bitterly, "Thank you, Royal Brother, for coming to visit Tang Ning."

Ling Qingyan did not rest for too long. The next day, she came to check in at Hongwenguan as usual.

Little girls all love beauty, and Ling Qingyan is no exception. Today she wore a light blue gradient long skirt, with the blue fading from light to dark. Butterflies fluttered on the hem of her skirt, and her outer shirt was as thin as a cicada's wing, revealing a light glow.

The perfect makeup enhances the girl's already bright face, making her eyebrows and eyes picturesque and her eyes look charming and graceful.

Ling Yao's gaze fell on Ling Qingyan.

Ling Qingyan's mother is a stunningly beautiful woman, so she naturally has a good complexion. It would have been fine if she just stayed in Yaohua Palace and dozed off before, but now she is dressing more and more ostentatiously, deliberately stealing her limelight!

I heard that Master Mu went to visit her in person yesterday.

Ling Yao held the handkerchief tightly in her hand, but she remained silent because of her father's beating. She had no place to vent her anger.

Ling Qingyan was chatting with Chen Mansheng when she heard a noisy discussion behind her.

The two of them turned around at the same time.

A young man with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth knelt in front of the desk, carefully tidying up the table for someone.

The boy looked young, but his face was so handsome that it could take one's breath away. His skin was extremely white, his eyelashes were thick and long, and his fox eyes contained bursts of coldness. There were scars on his body and face, and he had an extremely broken and enchanting beauty.

The young man wiped the desk carefully and meticulously, like an eagle whose pride had been broken, docile and non-threatening.

Almost all eyes in the room were on the young man, and many made sarcastic remarks.

"Isn't that the little hostage from Wei?"

"The hostage from Wei? Pei Wuyou? Is he still alive?"

"It seems that the Wei Kingdom had given up on him a long time ago. My father is really kind-hearted and spared his life."

Ling Yao also noticed the movement here and walked over to the Seventh Prince Ling Zhao. "Seventh brother, is this your new servant?"

All eyes were on him. Ling Zhao felt complacent and felt great about humiliating this Wei hostage. He raised his head high and raised his voice deliberately.

"That's right, my original servant is sick, and I can't find a suitable replacement at the moment, so I'm going to trouble this freeloader proton of ours!"

Six years ago, the State of Wei was defeated and sent Pei Wuyou, who was only ten years old at the time, as a hostage.

Even after the Wei Kingdom's national strength increased, no one mentioned Pei Wuyou.

He seemed to have been forgotten in Ling State.

Survive and perish on your own.

Just because the Emperor of Ling didn't take his life doesn't mean he has had an easy time these years.

[Host! The fourth male protagonist has appeared! It's Pei Wuyou! The established plot is that Chen Mansheng ran into Pei Wuyou in private, or perhaps felt sympathy and offered him many words of comfort, but Pei Wuyou didn't listen to a word he said, playing the female protagonist's pity and taking advantage of her, leading her to do many things that go against her principles!]

Ling Qingyan paused and turned to look at Chen Mansheng.

Chen Mansheng was frowning as he watched the excitement in front of him.

"Mansheng, what are you thinking about?" Ling Qingyan asked.

"I think he is a bit like me." Chen Mansheng recalled the days when he endured humiliation and looked for evidence to overturn the case.

In order to find evidence to prove the Duke's Mansion's innocence, she pretended to be a dancer to get information and also worked as a beggar in the market.

Naked, malicious gazes, unbearable, humiliating treatment.

Just grit your teeth and it will all pass.

"Do you want to help him out?" Ling Qingyan asked carefully.

Chen Mansheng shook his head. "Everyone has their own destiny."

After several years of growth, she is no longer the eldest daughter of the Duke's Mansion who could act as she pleased because of her backing.

She was already struggling to take care of herself and didn't want to be hated by any prince because of a stranger.

Ling Qingyan felt that Chen Mansheng was very smart.

She would not allow herself to fall into the danger of making enemies. Even if she felt that someone shared the same suffering as her, she would only say a few words of comfort if they met by chance.

What about her?

Ling Qingyan clenched her fists tightly.

When she was very young, her mother asked her what she wanted to do?

She said she wanted to be the sun, warming everyone, and everyone liked it very much.

At that time, when someone in the class laughed at a student with ugly teeth, she would stand up and speak for that student. When there was a classmate who bullied others in the class, she would roll up her sleeves and fight with the other person.

However, the sun needs people to hold it up in order to shine.

Later, her parents divorced and she lived with her aunt's family. She had a good personality since she was a child, and her parents and aunt's family all liked her very much.

She remains optimistic and positive. She will be so happy that she cries because everyone remembers her birthday. She will be happy all day because of a few more comments praising her on social media. She will be in a good mood all day because the weather is nice today.

But she never stood up for others again.

She is no longer the sun.

She seeks profit and avoids harm, does not want to trouble the people around her, and does not want her relatives to dislike her.

Ling Qingyan just needs to follow Chen Mansheng closely and prevent her from meeting Pei Wuyou alone.

Pei Wuyou is not a good person anyway. What if she attracts his attention and falls in love with the heroine at first sight and keeps pestering her to death?

Pei Wuyou finished cleaning up the desk of the seventh prince Ling Zhao and was about to stand up, but was pushed down by someone.

Ling Zhao held his shoulders and prevented him from getting up, and Pei Wuyou remained kneeling.

"My boots were dirty when I came here. Clean them for me."