Chapter 110 Debt of Love
Mu Xianzhi injured himself and staggered out of Prince Yong's Mansion.
"Master Mu!" When Mu Xianzhi came out, many colleagues came forward to show their concern.
"Your Highness, the princess is still inside!" Mu Xianzhi, who was always calm and composed, sounded unusually flustered.
Go ahead, don’t you like His Highness?
Go and rescue your sister from the fire?
And then died there.
Like Ji Yanxing, he died there.
Mu Xianzi was thinking maliciously in his heart, but his body was extremely weak and he needed someone to support him to avoid falling.
Ling Zhuoan was indeed panicked and extremely anxious.
"How could the princess not be found?" Ling Zhuoan couldn't calm down and think about the source of the fire. However, by the time he thought about it, all traces of Mu Xianzhi had been burned away.
Ling Zhuoan also wanted to enter the Prince Yong's Mansion, which looked extremely dilapidated and miserable.
The minister in front of him still refused to give in.
"The fire is now small, I'm going in! If anything happens to the princess, who will take responsibility?!" Ling Zhuoan said gritting his teeth.
His eyes were so anxious that they seemed to be spitting fire, and his voice was hoarse and angry.
"Your Highness is the foundation of the country. If anything were to happen to His Highness, we, the ministers, would be unable to bear the responsibility."
"Your Highness, you are blessed by heaven, and nothing will happen to you."
On the other side, Mu Xianzhi was exhausted and was sent back to the Taifu Mansion.
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Ling Qingyan fainted again.
Open your eyes again——
Such a familiar darkroom.
As night falls and the moon hangs high in the sky, the incense burner in the room slowly exudes the soothing and comfortable aroma of agarwood.
As soon as Ling Qingyan opened her eyes, she saw Mu Xianzhi. He was dressed in black, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, looking at the girl who had just woken up. On the table was Mu Xianzhi's golden mask that she had seen before.
Ling Qingyan blinked.
I don't know how I was abducted here.
She lay on the bed, their eyes meeting. Ling Qingyan swallowed and said awkwardly, "Good evening, Master Mu. Look at me, I'm such a fool. I didn't expect to dream about you. Let's go back to sleep."
Ling Qingyan turned over, her back facing Mu Xianzhi, her body tense, her hands tightly gripping the quilt.
Think quickly about your situation.
She remembered that when she was escaping, she bumped into Mu Xianzhi. She kicked him down and rode away his horse.
She also called Ling Zhuoan "husband" in front of Mu Xianzhi.
He is not a normal person. He won't get angry and give it to her.
Ling Qingyan's eyes rolled around, and suddenly she felt a cold touch on her neck.
Ling Qingyan subconsciously tightened her neck.
Damn, I really want to kill her.
No, he loved her, so she just kicked him. Although she kicked him hard, she was not an expert, so her kick should not have been that painful.
Because Ling Qingyan shrank her neck, Mu Xianzhi's hand with distinct knuckles was also pinched by him.
"Don't shrink." Mu Xianzhi's cold voice sounded.
Mu Xianzhi kept stroking the kiss mark on Ling Qingyan's neck, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, as if expressing her dissatisfaction.
"Why are you shaking, Your Highness?" Mu Xianzi sat beside the bed and forcefully turned Ling Qingyan's body over so that she was facing him.
Ling Qingyan had no choice but to look directly at Mu Xianzhi.
At this time, he was dressed in black, with a cynical smile on his face and sharp eyes, which was very different from during the day and very consistent with his identity as the leader of the assassins.
"Who's shaking?" Ling Qingyan said with a smile, "I just had a nightmare."
Mu Xianzi's hand was always on her neck. If he wanted to kill her, he wouldn't let her stay for so long, Ling Qingyan thought.
However, the next moment, Mu Xianzhi's terrifying voice came into his ears.
"Oh, so that's the case. I thought Your Highness was afraid that I would kill you." Mu Xianzi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled very beautifully.
But Ling Qingyan felt that this smile was frightening.
This psychopath!
At this moment, Ling Qingyan suddenly felt that it would be better to stay in the Eastern Palace. At least Ling Zhuoan had never thought of taking her life.
This Mu Xianzhi is a killer and he will take someone’s life if he is not satisfied with it.
At large.
Ling Qingyan calmed herself down and asked, "How could that be?"
"Taifu has no grudge against Qingyan, so why would he want to take Qingyan's life?" Ling Qingyan looked like he trusted him very much.
"No grudges or hatred?" Mu Xianzhi sneered, "How could Your Highness say such a thing?"
"Not to mention that you kicked me down two days ago and stole my horse—"
"Even if we go further, it seems that His Highness still owes me a debt."
Mu Xianzhi finally moved his fingers away from the red mark and moved them to Ling Qingyan's face.
"Debt?" Ling Qingyan looked puzzled.
"Debt of love." Mu Xianzhi looked straight at the girl on the bed.
Then I owe a lot.
"Oh, I really didn't do that well." Ling Qingyan actively admitted her mistake and didn't act stubbornly. "But the Grand Tutor is my Grand Tutor. I think that when a student does something wrong, the Grand Tutor should understand."
"No one is perfect."
"Taifu, you should learn from your mistakes."
"As for that kick." Ling Qingyan pursed her lips, "It was indeed me who attacked him while he was in danger."
"How about you kick me too?" Ling Qingyan looked at him with a smile, "But I'm not very strong, so Master, you should use the same strength as me."
After all, a kick shouldn't kill anyone.
Besides, Mu Xianzi shouldn't be so petty. She is so beautiful and cute, he should be reluctant to let her go.
"How?" Ling Qingyan's eyes were sparkling, like a crushed galaxy.
Mu Xianzhi seemed to be amused by her behavior and snorted coldly.
"As your tutor, I should understand when you do something wrong?"
"Ling Zhuoan is your brother. Why doesn't he understand Your Highness?" When Mu Xianzhi mentioned Ling Zhuoan, his voice became a little colder.
A cold wind suddenly blew, and Ling Qingyan's hair was blown up. She was so cold that she huddled deeper into the quilt.
"That's because he has lost his morals!" Ling Qingyan's words were full of accusations, hoping that Mu Xianzhi would wake up.
"Your Highness is really picking on the weak. You can't even handle your own brother, so how can you expect me to have any morals?"
"But...but he didn't try to kill me."
The little girl's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, soft and small.
"Your Highness, do you really think that I want your life?" Mu Xianzi narrowed his eyes, very considerately helped the girl tidy up her hair, and asked with a smile.
As soon as Mu Xianzhi said this, Ling Qingyan knew what was going on in this guy's mind.
For a moment I didn't know whether to be happy or speechless.
"You don't want my life?" Ling Qingyan confirmed.
"I was just trying to scare you." Mu Xianzi didn't know whether he was provoked by Ling Qingyan's mention of Ling Zhuoan or what, but he actually gave up the idea of scare her.
"How could I bear to kill His Highness? He is too frightened."
Knowing that the most dangerous Mu Xianzhi would not kill her, Ling Qingyan sat up suddenly.
"That's great! I knew that Master Mu is the person I admire the most. I kicked you out, but you still saved me from the fire and water!"
"Taifu Mu is so kind and generous. Qingyan will always remember this in her heart. You will be the person Qingyan is most grateful to. Okay, I will escape immediately. This will also save Taifu from trouble."
Ling Qingyan seemed like a different person. She no longer looked at Mu Xianzhi with a defensive and evasive look. Instead, she looked at him as if he were her benefactor, as if Mu Xianzhi was a very good person and she was extremely grateful to him.
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