Chapter 45 The Powerful Photographer vs. the Weak Substitute Daughter 7
The man in black groaned and lost some of the strength in his arms.
The inconspicuous long-handled fan was suddenly pulled out like a sword, and the shell fell to the ground. The thin and long tip suddenly stabbed back into the chest of the man in black.
She controlled her strength to the extent that a weak woman could exert, while at the same time hitting his heart directly, making sure that it hit his heart.
"Ugh... Damn..." The man in black has not fallen yet.
Lin Muqing picked up a vase and smashed it on the man in black's face.
"Ah——" The man in black grabbed her wrist, but his strength was not as strong as before, and he was kicked away by Lin Muqing.
The screams of pain attracted people outside.
Xi Chenmuhun, with a murderous aura in his body, used his inner strength to kick the door open and almost hit the girl who ran to the door.
Through the scattered door panels, the man quickly grabbed her arm and split the door open. He held her with one hand and slashed at the stumbling figure of the man in black with the other hand.
The sword that was originally aimed at the head turned and slashed at the black-clad man's arm.
It all happened in just a moment.
Blood splashed onto the window paper, staining it red.
"ah……"
Lin Muqing opened her eyes and buried her head in a somewhat familiar chest. The man's back was straight, thirty centimeters taller than her, and his strong and broad body blocked all dangers.
Her whole body was stiff and motionless, and in the eyes of others she looked frightened.
"Yunqin, come in and collect the bodies." Xi Chenmu's voice was cold and made people feel terrified.
When Yun Qin stepped in with his guards, he only saw the angry back of the prince, and the assassin they wanted to catch was lying on the ground, with one arm missing and a fan stuck in his chest?
It's funny no matter how you look at it.
The guards with swords held the man down, and Lin Muqing was taken out of the door by Xi Chenmu. She turned her head reflexively, and a big hand held her down again.
Xi Chenmu's deep voice echoed overhead, "Don't look."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes were moist, and she forced a smile, looking like someone who had never seen the world but was pretending to be strong.
Xi Chenmu let her go, put his sword behind his back, and put the other hand that had been holding her behind his back, and walked away.
"Thank you, Your Majesty..."
Inside the house, Yun Qin took out the fan and saw that the handle of the fan was made of sharpened wood.
He picked up the long, thin lid on the ground.
He walked to Xi Chenmu and handed it to him, "Prince, this was found on the assassin."
"Is this yours?" Xi Chenmu took the fan. One end was a woven palm-leaf fan, and the other end was a wooden tip stained with blood, which could be considered a sharp weapon.
The girl said without hesitation, "Yes." and lowered her head.
Xi Chenmu stared at the white skin behind her neck and pinched his hands in front of his abdomen, as if waiting for judgment. He didn't expect that she would pick up a sharp weapon without permission, but thinking about her trembling body just now, he seemed both brave and cowardly.
"This one is dirty, make another one yourself." Xi Chenmu said in a low voice without any anger.
She raised her head when she heard that, and the fear on her face disappeared.
Yun Qin raised his eyebrows. Is the prince still asleep?
It's even weirder than sticking a fan into your heart!
Yun Qin appeared serious on the surface, but he took the team of guards and ordered them to carry away the assassin, who was still breathing.
The room was covered in blood. Xi Chenmu's eyes swept across the room full of broken wood. He glanced at the girl's adoring gaze at him and said, "We can't stay here tonight."
Lin Muqing: "My Lord, where should I go..."
"The housekeeper will make arrangements for you. Just pack your clothes yourself." Xi Chenmu said, and walked down the steps under the eaves.
Lin Muqing thought he had left, so she ran into the room to pack two sets of clothes given by the government, as well as some miscellaneous items.
Unexpectedly, when she came out, the man was still holding the sword lightly in his left hand, with his back to her, listening to Yun Yi talking.
"My Lord..."
Yun Yi's eyes seemed to be inquiring and admiring, "Miss Lin, I didn't expect you to dare to attack the criminals."
Xi Chenmu pushed the sword forward, accidentally hitting Yun Yi's arm. His dark eyes narrowed dangerously, "Or wait to die?"
Yun Yi put away his suspicious expression.
She held the bundle and said, "Because I want to save my life, I... also want to take my aunt out."
Her words also indirectly explained why a murder weapon was needed.
"It's a small matter. This one is broken. Make another one yourself. Go back to sleep. I want to eat fish porridge tomorrow." Xi Chenmu's voice was clear and cold. The concern and warmth unconsciously revealed in his eyes could not be seen clearly in the dark, but his words could make people feel it.
She nodded rapidly, obviously delighted, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
At this time, Butler Liu also arranged Lin Muqing's accommodation in a room in the west wing, because the study was not far away in the front yard, and the area was heavily guarded by guards.
It's safe now.
Lin Muqing has strong adaptability and doesn't recognize the bed. As soon as he lies on the bed and covers himself with the quilt, he feels sleepy.
The system suddenly said in confusion: [The male protagonist seems to have a good impression of you...]
"Didn't you say he was misogynistic? Could it be that he didn't think of me as a woman?"
System [Where is it about phobia of women? ]
Lin Muqing counted the points he thought of, "There is not a single female mosquito in the entire palace. Combined with his upbringing... and the fact that he has never liked women."
The light in the system dimmed little by little [Hey, there is a long way to go, let's take it slow. If it doesn't work, we can drug him and force him! Our goal is to have a baby! ]
"Go away, I want to sleep." She covered her head with the quilt, not wanting to communicate with a machine...
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Xuanche Palace.
The house was filled with incense.
On the rosewood carved bed, Xi Chenmu tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep. It was the first time he suffered from insomnia.
Those bright eyes kept recurring in his mind, strong yet fragile, looking at him intently.
Maybe it was because she was scared at that time that he happened to appear?
However, as I was thinking about it, that addiction suddenly came back to me, and I had no choice but to go to the back of the yard to practice swordplay that night.
It was not until the early morning sunlight shone through the shadows of the trees onto his face that Xi Chenmu returned to his bedroom, sweating all over.
"The king wants to take a bath."
Four or five servants went to fetch water and prepare clothes in an orderly manner.
The man untied his belt, put on a thin white coat, and sank into the hot spring pool where white mist was floating.
Let the servants comb and wash your long hair.
…
dining room.
Xi Chenmu was wearing a dark brown court robe. When he walked in, the cold and tense feeling around him made the servants in the room bend their backs even lower.
Lin Muqing was also standing nearby, wearing a plain, light-colored cook's outfit, with her hair tied up and a pretty face.
When Xi Chenmu saw her, his eyes sparkled. He smelled the fresh fragrance of fish in the air, and his mood improved a little. He sat down in the main seat.
"Your servant greets His Majesty."
"This servant pays respect to the prince."
The girl stood aside with her head down, and Xi Chenmu became annoyed no matter how he listened.
He inexplicably felt uncomfortable at the bottom of his heart at this humble title.
"You stay, and the rest of you go out."
Xi Chenmu glanced at Lin Muqing and signaled, and the other servants took the order and left.
They were the only two people left in the house.
"My Lord, I will serve you some food."
She stood at the table and put a bowl of porridge in front of him.
Xi Chenmu was so close to him that the pair of white and slender hands slowly stretched out and put down the bowl and chopsticks in front of him. The moment she took them back, he smelled the familiar fragrance again, which was like a mixture of Chinese medicine and flowers. It was not the pleasant smell of the sachet, but he remembered it.
"Miss Lin is not a slave in this mansion, so there is no need to call yourself a slave."
Lin Muqing was a little surprised, with surprise and uneasiness on her face, thinking that he wanted her to get out.
"Then how does the prince plan to place my daughter?"
Xi Chenmu noticed her gaze and glanced at her inconspicuously. After thinking about it over and over again last night, he was touched by her last words.
"I plan to open a new winery in the imperial city. Miss Lin's cooking skills are unique. Would you like to go there to train some chefs?"
He picked up the white porcelain spoon, which seemed to still have her warmth on it.