"Could you get me some cold medicine?" Mu Xueyao asked the servant expressionlessly.

She's in pretty good physical condition, so even though she spent last night in a cold bathtub and slept on the floor, she only caught a cold.

"No problem." The servant glanced at her, then walked straight ahead without looking at her to get her some cold medicine.

Watching the servant walk away, Mu Xueyao flicked a strand of hair. Although her back and waist ached, it was still within her tolerance.

When the servant brought her cold medicine, she drank it and took a nap. When she woke up, she felt much better, but the soreness in her lower back and the tearing sensation in her body became more pronounced.

No, I can't get out of bed at all.

She frowned, staring intently at the ceiling above her head, a plan slowly rising in her mind.

"Major."

"Hmm, where is she?"

"Inside the house."

Suddenly, voices rang out in the hallway. Mu Xueyao turned her head to look at the door, her hand unconsciously clenching.

As the conversation ended, her door was pushed open.

Krissen glanced at her, his eyes cold and devoid of any emotion. "Can you get up?"

She didn't want to answer him, but when Mu Xueyao turned her head, she noticed a hint of impatience in his eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, her voice tinged with grievance, "...I can't get up."

"Tsk, what a waste." Hearing her words, Krissen mocked mercilessly, "The renowned princess of Capação, can't even get out of my bed?"

Damn it!

"What exactly do you want!" Mu Xueyao was provoked by his words and completely forgot the word 'patience' that she had been silently repeating in her mind.

"Do you think Mu Jingfeng would hand over Mu Qingyun if you were used as a bargaining chip?" Krissen's lips curled into a faint smile as he stared at her with interest.

No sooner had he returned to Mytel than his informant, who ran a small shop next to the Capa Dome Military Academy, told him that he had seen Mu Qingyun return.

Moreover, I must report to the King that he has also received news that Mu Qingyun is not dead at all!

The fact that the little creature with sharp claws hadn't died under those circumstances excited him.

Upon hearing this, Mu Xueyao suddenly looked up. What did he mean by that?

“Let’s make a deal. I want to exchange you for Mu Qingyun. If Mu Qingyun comes, I’ll let you go back to Capa Dome.” Krissen tilted his head and looked at her with a light laugh. “Otherwise, you can stay in my castle for the rest of your life and be a little canary.”

He wants Mu Qingyun?

Upon realizing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Mu Xueyao's eyes; she had actually thought of the same thing as Chrison.

In the past, if someone had traded her for Mu Qingyun, she would have felt frustrated, but if Chrisson wanted to make the exchange, she would feel incredibly fortunate.

Because she knew that if Mu Qingyun fell into this person's hands, she would definitely not have a good time.

“Yes, yes, I’m willing to help you bring Mu Qingyun over, but they probably won’t agree to a simple exchange.”

You won't agree?

Chrison focused on the second half of the sentence, his face showing undisguised disgust. "How can you be so useless?"

"you!"

Mu Xueyao instinctively wanted to retort, but Chrisson's gaze swept over her coldly.

She hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and suppressed her anger. "There are other ways. Give me a communicator first, and I'll contact them."

“Okay.” Krisen agreed immediately. After all, she was with him, and even if she told him about her current situation, the people from Capa Dome couldn’t fly over to rescue her immediately.

He took the communicator out of his pocket, adjusted the settings, switched it to Capa Dome's communication channel, and handed it over.

As soon as Mu Xueyao got the communicator, she quickly turned it on, thought for a moment, and dialed Wen Yue's number.

"Beep—beep—"

The communicator had barely rung a few times when it was answered immediately.

Who is it?

"Wen Yue, it's me."

She looked up at Chrisson and said softly, "Could you give your communicator to Mu Qingyun? I have something to say to her."

"Mu Qingyun?" Wen Yue's voice was full of confusion. "I don't know where she went. I saw Xiong Ruoyou searching for her all over the military academy but couldn't find her."

"Didn't find her? Isn't she at the military academy?" she asked doubtfully. "Then could you help me put this communicator with Mu Qingyun? I'll talk to her when she gets back."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yue was silent for a moment, then said softly, "She probably won't be back anytime soon. I heard from the rumors in the military academy that she seems to have gone on a long trip."

Going on a long trip?

Mu Xueyao looked up at Chrison in front of her. Chrison looked deep in thought, as if he was thinking about something.

"By the way, Your Highness, where did you go? Why are they all saying you've disappeared?" As soon as Wen Yue finished speaking, Krissen suddenly reached out and snatched the communicator from her hand.

After hanging up the communicator, Chris frowned. Mu Qingyun had gone on a long trip? At a time like this?

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

The undercover agent in Capacon, the major, is currently imprisoned. He has a lot of information about Mytel. He could have been killed, but the man is extremely cunning. He said that Mytel has planted an undefended bomb in a certain place, and only he knows the location of the bomb.

Therefore, and also because he wanted to extract information about his accomplices from him, Wang decided not to kill him for the time being, but to torture him severely in order to find the location where the bomb was planted.

That person was an extremely important undercover agent for Capaqiong.

Thinking of this, Krisen frowned deeply.

But does rescuing someone really require Mu Qingyun to come in person?

"Don't touch me during this time. After a while, when Mu Qingyun comes back, I have a way to get her to come to Mytel," Mu Xueyao said cautiously, watching Chrison's expression warily.

“You really have impressed me.” Krissen noticed her cautiousness and smiled sarcastically. “You have received a lot of praise from the outside world, even more than Mu Qingyun, who has plant-based abilities.”

Upon hearing this, Mu Xueyao looked up at him.

"But you actually gave in to me so easily, and you didn't struggle much last night. And now, for your own sake, you're willing to betray Mu Qingyun."

At this point, he sneered, looking at her as if she were an ant.

“You are far inferior to Mu Qingyun, and you do not deserve the praise that everyone has given you.”

These words struck a nerve with Mu Xueyao, and anger surged within her. She roared without restraint, "You say I'm not good enough? Who do you think you are? You pervert! In what way am I inferior to Mu Qingyun?"

She appeared out of nowhere, stealing my father's favor and even targeting me. I hate her; I wish she were dead!