Chapter 32 The Thirty-Second Kill

After Xiaoyu jumped away, Zhou Yi slipped back in from behind the corner of the house.

After being so angry at Xiaoyu, Zhou Xunran felt that the depression in his chest was relieved a lot, and even his breathing became lighter.

Seeing Zhou Yi coming in, Zhou Xunran also perked up: "How is Tian Xiaohui?"

Zhou Yi said: "He is still unconscious. The doctor said he should wake up in half an hour."

He thought about it, and seeing Zhou Xunran's relaxed expression, Zhou Yi asked, "Since you want to save Tian Xiaohui, why do you have to go to such great lengths to let her go to Cao Shipeng and suffer?"

Zhou Xunran turned his head and looked out the window. After noon, the warm sunlight gradually became cooler. He said, "Xiaoyu needs someone by her side."

Zhou Yi asked doubtfully, "Is Tian Xiaohui reliable?"

Zhou Yi said: "She was unreliable before today, but after she wakes up, Tian Xiaohui will be the most loyal and reliable sharp knife in Xiaoyu's hand."

Zhou Yi immediately understood what he meant.

Tian Xiaohui has a similar temperament to her father Tian Mansheng. They are both straightforward and stubborn. Once they set their minds on something, they will not turn back until they hit a wall. Even if they are at the wall, they will never change their mind unless they hit their head and bleed.

Now that she has come a long way, she will definitely think that the prince is her savior and will naturally obey him. The prince asked her to protect Miss Xiaoyu, and even if it cost her her life, Tian Xiaohui would protect Xiaoyu.

There was just one thing that Zhou Yi couldn't understand.

He asked, "Why did the prince keep Xiaoyu? According to the previous plan, wouldn't it be good to send her back to Jieyoumen to be an easy cook? The situation in the capital is very treacherous now, especially in the prince's mansion, which is full of dangers. Not only did the prince keep her, but he also went to such great lengths to find someone to protect her. Could it be..."

Secretly in love with the little fish girl.

God can testify that he dared not utter the last six words.

But through his naked eyes, needless to say, Zhou Xunran also saw what was in his heart.

He held his forehead weakly and said, "Get out of here too."

Zhou Yi shrugged and bowed to him: "Yes."

As soon as I turned around, I heard Zhou Xunran continue to say: "Follow Wu Jing to Qizhou secretly, find out the situation of the old couple and come back."

Zhou Yi's eyes lit up and his voice became louder: "Yes!"

He said that the prince would not really ignore the affairs of Qizhou.

Xiaoyu, who was being talked about by the two people, sneezed twice, packed up the leftover silver thread tofu soup in the kitchen and brought it to Minglu's room.

"This is the silver thread tofu soup I made for the prince, and I reserved some for Guard Lin. Sister Minglu, please pass it to him and tell him to thank him for bringing people to rescue me that day."

Ming Lu accepted it, "Lin Kun has already told me, as well as your conversation that day. I know it was my mother's fault that the prince hit your hand, and I was just thinking of bringing her to apologize to you."

Let Madam Zhao apologize to her? Thinking of how Madam Zhao had criticized her in the kitchen that morning, Xiaoyu felt like something was stuck in her heart and she felt very uncomfortable.

She waved her hand quickly: "No need, we are the younger generation, how can we argue with the elders?"

"That won't do," Minglu said as she walked out, holding Xiaoyu's arm, "We still have a long time to spend together. You are someone the prince values, so you will inevitably have to deal with mother. If this misunderstanding continues, it will only embarrass the prince."

As they walked to the door, they saw Madam Zhao approaching with a stack of papers in her hands: "Minglu, this is the pattern for the cover that I asked someone to find. I heard it was made by the embroidery room in the palace. Take a look at it...Xiaoyu? Why are you two together?"

Hearing her dissatisfaction, Minglu said, "Xiaoyu made silver thread tofu soup and asked us to bring it over for us to taste."

Madam Zhao looked Xiaoyu up and down. Before she could say anything suspicious, Minglu stopped her. She looked at her with a warning in her eyes: "Mother, what did I tell you?"

Aunt Zhao had two sons and one daughter. She loved her most, not her eldest son or the youngest son, but her second daughter who was smart and elegant and stayed by her side every day. Seeing Minglu was about to get angry, Aunt Zhao hesitated for a moment, "Mother knows, I won't tell you anymore."

Ming Lu smiled gently and said, "That's right. Xiaoyu will live in the palace from now on. If you become good friends with her, it will also make the prince feel more at ease."

Madam Zhao was still holding on, "She's only been here a few days. She's just a stranger."

Xiaoyu heard the reason why Madam Zhao was targeting her and said, "Because I'm a stranger? There will be more and more strangers in the palace in the future. How will you cope with it then, Madam?"

"How could there be a stranger? You are the stranger in the whole palace!"

Xiaoyu said as a matter of course: "Of course they are the prince's women. Three of them came not long ago. Although none of them can stay now, this also means that other women will come into the palace one after another in the future. After all, it is impossible for our prince not to marry and have children."

Nanny Zhao had been worried about this matter for a long time. Looking around the capital, men of the same age as the prince could easily run away with their children.

She couldn't say anything more than Xiaoyu, so she muttered to herself, "You're the only one who talks too much."

Minglu held their hands, clasped them together, and said, "Okay, one of you is my mother, and the other is my good sister. In the future, even for my sake, you must get along well with each other."

Nanny Zhao did not pull her hand away, but whispered, "As long as she behaves herself and takes good care of the prince's life and meals."

This can be considered a disguised form of surrender.

Xiaoyu could feel the rough skin of Madam Zhao on her palms. She felt strange. Madam Zhao had been living a life of luxury for so long and loved to dress up and take care of herself, so the skin on her hands shouldn't be so rough.

However, this thought was fleeting in Xiaoyu's mind, because Nanny Zhao had already pulled her hand away, snorted at her, and left with satisfaction.

Minglu explained: "Xiaoyu, don't mind it, my mother is just like that. In fact, she has already accepted you in her heart."

How could Xiaoyu not see it? "It's okay, I'll go back first. By the way, remember to let Guard Lin drink the silver thread tofu soup as soon as possible. If it gets cold, it won't have such good medicinal effects if you heat it up again."

Minglu nodded.

Xiaoyu planned to go back to Fenghe Courtyard to rest for a while, but when passing by Qingwu Courtyard, she was stopped by Zhou Yi.

Seeing that he was still carrying a bag, Xiaoyu asked curiously, "Guardian Zhou, are you going on a long journey?"

Zhou Yi nodded: "I'm going on a secret mission and I don't know when I'll be back. Miss Xiaoyu, I'll leave the prince in your care."

Xiaoyu assured: "Don't worry, Guard Zhou, I will definitely give you a fat and white prince."

Hearing her promise, Zhou Yi imagined the plump and white appearance of the prince and said with a smile, "I am really looking forward to it. You go in first. Tian Xiaohui has woken up and is talking to the prince. He told you to come back and find him."

Xiaoyu waved goodbye to Zhou Yi, and then she jumped through the gate of Qingwu Courtyard with her skirt lifted. Seeing that Zhou Xunran's door was open, she poked her head in and asked, "Prince?"

In the room, Tian Xiaohui was kneeling on the ground, and Zhou Xunran was sitting behind the desk, looking down at something.

Hearing Xiaoyu's voice, he looked up and said, "Come in."

Xiaoyu walked in and stood beside Zhou Xunran, "Prince, what's going on?"

Zhou Xunran explained in a low voice: "She woke up and said I was her benefactor and she had to come here to repay me."

After saying this, he pretended to have an epiphany, "Tian Xiaohui, since you want to repay me, I will speak for you."

Tian Xiaohui said: "Please speak, Your Majesty."

Zhou Xunran said, "I want you to follow Xiaoyu closely. Even at the cost of your life, you must ensure her safety for one year. After one year, both you and I will be gone."

Xiaoyu was listening attentively, but she didn't expect that this matter would turn to her: "...No, she is repaying a favor, what does it have to do with me? I don't want it!"

Tian Xiaohui: "Don't worry, my lord. I will protect Miss Xiaoyu with my life!"

Xiaoyu stretched out her hand to stop her: "No! Don't be so desperate, I won't accept this!"

[How ridiculous! Who needs a bodyguard? Besides, if she sees me going to the candy shop and tells the prince, I'm done for. No, I can't do it! Absolutely not!]

"Xiao Yu~" Zhou Xunran stretched out his index finger and tapped lightly twice on the back of Xiao Yu's hand which was placed on the table.

Xiaoyu could hear the helplessness in his voice and felt a little soft-hearted for a moment.

The next moment she came to her senses again. No, this matter could not be compromised. If she really agreed, it would be troublesome for her to go to their base to solve the problem in the future.

"I don't need her to protect me. You've seen my strength last time... last time. I can even protect you, so how can I not be able to protect myself?"

Zhou Xunran's voice was soft, "But I'm worried about you. Master only has two of us disciples, and my body is already like this. If you encounter any danger again, will you be worthy of Master?"

".....That won't work either." Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and insisted.

"You!" Zhou Xunran only said one word, and then took deep breaths as if he couldn't breathe, and his face quickly turned red.

Xiaoyu patted his back anxiously to calm him down: "Don't be impatient, talk slowly."

Zhou Xunran didn't say anything, his face turned red, and he just pulled her hand and asked her to look at Tian Xiaohui.

If this continues, he will suffocate to death!

Xiaoyu agreed to him: "Okay, okay, I promise you, hold your breath and try breathing in small sips."

Zhou Xunran listened to her words, took a small breath, and then slowly exhaled. After doing this back and forth more than ten times, his complexion began to return to normal.

Just this series of events made him break out in sweat on his forehead and nose.

Xiaoyu helped him stand up and said to Tian Xiaohui, "You go out first."

Tian Xiaohui felt that she would have to obey Xiaoyu from now on, so she stood up and walked to the door to wait.

Seeing that Zhou Xunran could barely stand up straight, Xiaoyu helped him walk to the bed and sat down: "Your Highness, why are you so anxious? If your condition gets serious, Doctor Chu will say that I didn't take good care of you."

Zhou Xunran was still a little exhausted, and his voice seemed to be floating in the air: "It would have been better if you had agreed to me earlier."

Isn't this just saying that he was angry at me? Xiaoyu was not convinced, "I just saw that she was so badly injured and she was limping. How could she protect me?"

Zhou Xunran said: "Injury, there will always be a day of recovery."

Xiaoyu muttered: "You also know that injuries will heal one day. I still remember that you owe me twenty-one slaps. When you recover, don't think you can escape!"

Thinking of the way she was spanked on the palm that day, Zhou Xunran's raised lips became a little stiff. He opened her palm and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Xiaoyu's body is strong and full of blood. The palms of his hands are full and rosy, and the pink flesh is plump. It looks soft and feels good to touch.

Zhou Xunran placed his thumb on top of her palm, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not press it down.

"It doesn't hurt now, but it hurt a lot then. It started from the outermost skin, and it felt like thousands of needles were piercing my flesh viciously at the same time, piercing through the skin. Then it felt like I was being roasted by a torch. If it continued like this in the afternoon, my hands would definitely turn into roasted pig's trotters."

Xiaoyu cried to this point, and unconsciously smacked her lips, changing the focus: "It's a pity that you can't eat meat, otherwise I would definitely let you taste my cooking skills. You don't know, my roasted pig's trotters are so delicious."

The regret and remorse in Zhou Xunran's heart just surged to his throat, but was suppressed by her last words.

"If you can't roast pig's trotters, roast something else."