0p0 Chapter 185 - There will be a reason to meet tomorrow
Chapter 185 - There will be a reason to meet tomorrow
After she finished speaking, Su Qing closed her eyes and leaned against the table leg. She couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart. If she knew that the reason why she couldn't get Feng Muyan was because Feng Muyan didn't like women, she would definitely be sad.
Feng Muyan didn't understand why Su Qing said that at first, but when he glanced at the porcelain bottle in his hand, he realized that he and Gu Qinghong had not discovered Li'er's identity, so it seemed that Li'er was poisoned by accident this time.
"Where is Gu Qinghong now? I can go find her right away. Why should I make things difficult for Jiujiu?"
"She must have a reason to want to see you tomorrow. It will be useless even if you kill me." Su Qing sneered.
Feng Muyan also knew that liking someone was actually an obsession. Sometimes, once you were trapped in it, you might not be able to get out of it no matter who tried to persuade you. Isn't it the same for him towards Li'er? It seems that he has to wait until tomorrow to go to Juechenpo.
After Feng Muyan left, Su Qing slowly raised his head, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly jumped up to push the door, but he couldn't open it no matter how hard he tried.
"If I ask you to run away again this time, I won't have to be a secret guard anymore." Qingying's voice came slowly from outside the door. Su Qing's hand, which was raised in the air and was about to knock down, stopped abruptly, then turned around angrily and sat on the rattan chair.
"Qingying, is the wound on your head really okay? Otherwise, you can go back and rest first, and I'll stay here." Yingren frowned as he looked at Qingying, whose head was wrapped in gauze.
"Yingren, do you look down on me? I can't fall down with this little injury!" Qingying waved his big hand angrily and put it behind his back, then continued to lean against the door panel without moving.
Ying Ren looked at the gauze knot on the side of Qing Ying's head with some pity. He wondered whether he should tell Qing Ying that the shape of the knot resembled a butterfly. After thinking it over again and again, he shook his head and climbed onto the roof.
It was almost noon when Mu Ziyan slowly woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Muyan's warm smile. He smiled happily and said, "Amu, how long have I slept?"
"It's almost noon now. If you don't wake up, you'll probably be hungry."
"Li'er, try taking a deep breath and see if you feel any pain in your chest." Feng Muyan stroked her messy hair that was soaked with sweat on her forehead and said softly.
Mu Ziyan took a deep breath as he said, and didn't feel any discomfort in his body, so he smiled faintly and shook his head at Feng Muyan, "I'm fine."
Feng Muyan held her hand and stared at it for a while. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the wound, he felt relieved. It seemed that Su Qing was still honest.
Feng Muyan woke up at four o'clock the next morning. He quietly left Prince Mu's Mansion when everyone was still asleep and went to Juechenpo in the suburbs alone. In his hurry, he did not notice the black shadow that flashed by.
It was not yet five o'clock when he arrived, so he had no choice but to tie up his horse, lean against a tree trunk, close his eyes and wait.
"Mu Yan, you are still very punctual. I really admire you for this." A cold voice sounded.
Feng Muyan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her, but he saw that she was alone and did not see Feng Shijiu. He immediately felt that Gu Qinghong had lied again.
"Why don't you ask me where Feng Shimei is?" Gu Qinghong asked with a chuckle.
Feng Muyan turned his eyes away from her, untied the rope that tied the horse, jumped on the horse and was about to ride away.
At this moment, Gu Qinghong clapped his hands twice and said, "Bring the people up!"
"Um... Um..." Feng Shijiu kept struggling in the hands of the two men in black. The two men in black with black eyes had no way to do anything to him. His master had ordered not to hurt this kid, but he too deserved a beating.
"I wonder if Your Highness has brought what I want. I don't have much time to wait any longer. I hope Your Highness the Ninth Prince will forgive me." After he finished speaking, he slowly placed the sword in front of Feng Shijiu's neck.
Feng Muyan turned over and landed on the ground, slowly walking towards Gu Qinghong, and finally stood in front of her. He gently grasped the sword with his right hand. Now, as long as Gu Qinghong's hand shook, his hand would be cut instantly.
Gu Qinghong's eyes were misty as he stared at the scar on Feng Muyan's face. The hand holding the sword began to tremble uncontrollably. Why did she always hurt him? Every time she said it was the last time, but she knew in her heart that there would not be a last time.