Mu Ange was shocked, his heart was filled with turmoil: the mission of a death warrior is to kill, which is also the only reason for his survival. But a eunuch could change his mind. What kind of magic does this little Ningzi have?
"Perhaps we can start with the Imperial Observatory." In any case, his current thoughts are the same as Black Wind's.
"His Majesty reveres the path to immortality and has unwavering faith in celestial phenomena. If we can work on Xiao Ningzi's birth date and time, perhaps there will be a turning point."
Mu Ange nodded: "You are very smart."
Hei Feng remained expressionless: "Most of the people around the Emperor are like this."
Mu Ange looked at him and suddenly had an idea: "I admire you very much."
Hei Feng looked at the wristband beside him, which the little eunuch had made for him by hand: "If one day I betray him, the reason will definitely be him, and only him!"
Mu Ange smiled helplessly: Well, Xiao Ningzi, you actually managed to make a death warrior go so far as to rebel for you!
“Tonight, I have never been to the palace, nor have I ever seen you.”
Black Wind didn't take it to heart: "Of course!" After saying that, he vanished in a flash.
With the matter settled, Mu Ange felt it inappropriate to linger any longer. After Hei Feng left, he departed as well.
But just as he turned around, something bright flashed into his eyes.
Mu Ange glanced over instinctively and saw a white jade hairpin on Xiao Ningzi's table. Its smooth and full texture was glowing softly in the candlelight.
'That's really twisted.'
Mu Ange glanced at the hairpin and her face scrunched up. She never expected that a eunuch with such delicate skin would have such a perverted fetish as wearing hairpins.
The Three Princes' Palace.
A few candles cast a dim light, illuminating a warm room. The half-open door let in a warm light like the morning sun. An Ning stood there, leaning against the door frame, waiting for Mu An Ge to return. She peeked out several times, her eyes filled with anxiety: Mu An Ge is no good person. I wonder what he will do with Hei Feng.
When Mu Ange hurriedly returned, he saw a thin, small figure standing under the eaves at the doorway. The figure had somehow changed out of the eunuch's robes and was now wearing his own undergarments. The oversized robes almost completely covered him, and his hair was extremely disheveled, casually draped behind him.
Suddenly, Xiao Ningzi looked up and looked over. Her previously blank eyes now showed unease and worry when she looked at me.
"Who gave you permission to wear my clothes?" Mu Ange stood in front of An Ning, his anger rising.
"I bought it, is it enough?" Anning took out some loose silver coins and spread them out in front of him.
He had thought that such a spoiled prince would look down on a few taels of silver, but to his surprise, Mu Ange reached out and picked them up one by one, stuffing them into his sleeve.
Anning had miscalculated and felt a pang of heartache: Did she really want it?
Just as An Ning was about to ask about Hei Feng's whereabouts, Mu Ange coldly said, "Hei Feng, I killed him!"
"Killed him?" An Ning was instantly enraged, staring at him in disbelief. "How could you kill him?"
"Why can't I..."
Before he could finish speaking, An Ning suddenly reached out to hit him.
Mu Ange's expression changed drastically: "You still dare to hit me?" As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed An Ning by the back of the neck, lifting him up like a chick.
An Ning hovered in mid-air, still flailing her arms and claws, her curses growing increasingly vulgar.
"You dog of a man, you bastard."
"Shut up."
Anning roared, "No, who told you to kill him?"
"I did not kill him."
The air suddenly became quiet, with a hint of awkwardness.
An Ning stopped struggling, raised her head and stared blankly at Mu Ange, completely bewildered: "Then what did you just say...?"
Mu Ange's expression changed slightly, and he awkwardly turned his head away: 'Am I supposed to say it was just a joke? That would be too embarrassing.'
"Huh?" An Ning bit her lower lip and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Bang.
The next second, Mu Ange, enraged, threw her to the ground: "What are you laughing at?"
"Ouch, that hurts!" An Ning cried out in pain, clutching her bottom. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her tender little face scrunched up in pain.
Mu Ange frowned and looked over, her eyes full of disdain: Look at that frail appearance, she really does look like a delicate little girl.
"You're so frail and delicate, you really do look like a woman."
Suddenly, he recalled the jade hairpin in Xiao Ningzi's room, along with her slender figure and androgynous face. In an instant, a shocking idea flashed through his mind.
'Could he really be a woman?'
An Ning was still clutching her buttocks and crying out in pain when a sentence suddenly popped into her head, startling her so much that she jumped up. Although she didn't understand why Mu Ange would suddenly have such a thought, she knew that once her identity was exposed, she would be doomed!
An Ning, quick-witted, suppressed a chill and, in an extremely affected manner, made a delicate pinky gesture and said in a soft, drawn-out voice, "Ouch, that really hurts~" The drawn-out tone carried the nausea and greasiness unique to eunuchs.
Mu Ange immediately closed her eyes.
An Ning could clearly see that his face darkened by a shade.
'Mu Ange, what's wrong with you? How could he be a woman? But what's with the white jade hairpin on the table?' Mu Ange quickly dismissed her own thoughts, but she still had some doubts.
An Ning realized that he had seen the jade hairpin on her table. It was indeed the style she liked, and she had been happy for many days when she got it. But now, she absolutely could not keep it.
"Sigh, the thought of Sister Yun being alone in the palace makes me feel sad. I don't know when I can give her the white jade hairpin I bought for her before."
After saying that, An Ning sat down regretfully to the side, hanging her head and saying nothing more.
Mu Ange understood: Oh, so that's how it is.
"Before the morning court tomorrow, I will escort you back to the palace. Before 9 PM, please tell her that I rescued her from the palace."
An Ning nodded solemnly: "Okay."
This time it didn't work because the Golden Toad Gu took effect; otherwise, Sister Yun would have already fled to the ends of the earth. This time, we must succeed.
"Achoo!" An Ning couldn't help but sneeze.
Mu Ange glanced at him and said, "Get some rest."
“Okay.” After saying that, An Ning picked up a quilt and found the room she had stayed in when she last came to the mansion.
Watching her resolute departure, Mu Ange was furious: "Stupid eunuch, what you're carrying is my bedding."
An Ning pretended not to hear and ran away.
'What a joke! This bedding is made of silk. Knowing his obsessive-compulsive nature, he definitely won't sleep in it again if I've already done so.'
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