"Oh..." Muyin lengthened his tone, half smiling, "Then you mean, we have to rush through the woods to find a place to rest?"
"Yes, yes..." Xing'er nodded in panic, her face almost lowered to her chest.
"What are you afraid of?" Muyin glanced at her lazily, sneered, got up and got out of the carriage, standing on the ground.
"Shao'an, let's rest here for a while." Looking at Xing'er, Muyin's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment.
"Okay." Zhan Shaoan nodded, and he and Muyin arrived not far from the carriage and took a rest.
Xing'er pursed her lips and jumped off the carriage to chase after her. When she walked to a big tree, Muyin sat under the tree to rest. The cool feeling dispelled the summer heat. A gust of wind happened to blow, and the cool breeze blew.
Make people comfortable.
"Aren't you going to look after things in the car?" Muyin glanced at Xing'er.
When Muyin looked at her like this, Xing'er nodded in panic and apologized: "Princess, Xing'er just watched the princess come down and wanted to take care of the princess..."
"Take care of me?" Muyin sneered, "You want to know my whereabouts anytime, anywhere, or... you're worried that I'll run away."
"No!" Xing'er reflexively looked at her with her eyes wide open, a look of panic in her eyes, "Xing'er just wants to take care of the princess, she really has no other intentions..."
"Xing'er..." Muyin looked at her seriously and finally asked what he said, "Actually, the prince has already told me, why do you need to keep pretending?"
"This slave doesn't know..." After looking at Muyin, Xing'er gritted her teeth and lowered her head.
"I'll give you another chance. Do you want to tell the truth? If you tell me, I can give you a happy life. I hate...people who lie to me." Muyin's sharp gaze swept back and forth on Xing'er's face.
The compelling breath made Xing'er stir the corners of her clothes, but her teeth were still clenched tightly.
"There are very few people who know about me going to the hot springs with the Eleventh Prince. Why did Han Queluo take Yuan Hongxi there? Why is it that every time Yuan Hongxi appears here, Han Queluo can control it?"
"Why did Han Queluo and Shen Ning fall off the cliff and someone knew our whereabouts? We even pretended to be human skin masks and even understood our speaking habits? Why did someone lead me to Han Queluo on the wedding night?
Luo's door?
"Why did the rumors about the palace come so quickly? Don't tell me that Han Queluo did all this by herself? There was no one to help her!"
This long sentence frightened Xing'er to the ground. She cried with a sad face and her voice trembled: "I didn't... I didn't..."
"Even now, you still say this..." Closing his eyes, Muyin took a deep breath, "When Bai Zhu and the others were talking, you deliberately stepped forward to provoke me, didn't you just want me to take action? Do you think I really don't want to
What do you dare to do to her?"
Xing'er's face suddenly turned pale, she pursed her lips, raised her head suddenly, and looked at Muyin with a shuddering face, her face was silent, and she couldn't help but feel a tremor in her heart.
This... is still the reckless Muyin from before?
It seems like it has become different?
"When did you collude with her?" Standing up, Muyin looked down at her, exerting invisible pressure on Xing'er.
The heat hit again, and Xing'er's back was already wet. She bit her lower lip, not knowing how to speak, and she was already eagerly preparing to take out the dagger.
