Chapter Ninety-Three: The Black Dog
Xian Yurui, who had just stepped into the threshold, walked to the table and poured himself a cup of hot tea. He said hotly, "It's getting colder and colder, and I'm going to freeze if you don't let me in again." β
Mu Hui glanced at him very indifferently and said coldly, "Is there anything else in Nanrong Mansion that I don't know?" β
Through the swaying lights, Xian Yurui looked at the woman in front of him more and more beautiful, and he smiled unconsciously. For him, the person in front of him is the lady he married home. He never believed in any afterlife or this life, but he believed in fate. If it weren't for fate, they would definitely not be foolish on both sides.
He took two sips of tea, then gently placed the teal teacup on the wooden table and said, "There are still a lot of things you don't know about Nanrong Mansion, so you must not act rashly. If there is anything urgent in the future, you will play this bamboo flute. β
Xian Yurui gently spread out his hand and handed it to Mu Hui, and a finger-thick bamboo flute lay there obediently in his broad palm.
"How loud can this thing be? Can you save my life at a critical moment? β
Mu Hui looked at the little thing and shook her head a little nonchalantly. When she needs help, she blows this, can he hear it when he is in Xianyufu? Even if she heard it, there was really something urgent, and when he came, her life would be long gone.
Xian Yurui seemed to see through her worries and said, "Don't worry, someone will hear your flute and come to save you." And I'll do my best to get there, you just have to hold on for a quarter of an hour longer. β
"Okay, I got it. Is there anything else you can do besides this? β
"Of course there is, I'm not done yet!"
Mu Hui said helplessly: "Then you go on, but if you say a few more words, you should leave here, it's getting late, and we are alone and widowed in the same room, which damages your reputation and mine." β
Xian Yurui looked at her expression when she spoke, and she didn't mean to joke, so she sighed and said, "Okay, I'll leave after I finish." Nan Rongmu may suddenly find out that you are not in the house in the next few days, and he will definitely send someone to look for you. When the time comes, you just have to be with me all the time. You don't care about the rest. β
Mu Hui was very puzzled and asked, "Why do I say that?" If I really say that, Nanrong Muhan will definitely deal with me even harder! β
Xian Yurui grinned and said, "It's okay, I'm just letting her deal with you." So I can deal with her. But don't fight her, you have to protect yourself. And you can rest assured that I will marry you, so don't care about the gossip. β
Mu Huiqi's green muscles burst out, she pushed Xian Yurui out hard, and then said angrily: "You dream!" You think I'm a fool? If I say so, won't you have to marry in this life? I've been with you all the time, and it's a shame that you can think of such a bad rhetoric! β
After saying that, she said, "Bang! The door slammed shut. Her chest was hard to calm down, and she shouted loudly outside the door: "Xian Yurui, I can tell you, you'd better break this thought, this matter is absolutely not good!" β
Xian Yurui stood outside the door and shrugged helplessly and said, "Okay, if it doesn't work, it won't work." You go to bed early, I'll think of another way. β
Mu Hui listened to his footsteps slowly moving away, and then returned to the table with peace of mind. Looking at the teacup that Xian Yurui had used, she sighed helplessly, this cup had obviously been used by herself just now......
Lying on the somewhat hard plank bed, Mu Hui shrunk down. She also covered herself with the cloak that Xian Yurui had sent, and the quilt in Yongning Temple was really a little thin.
The red lanterns in Namei's house swayed back and forth, as if they could fall at any time. It was already late at night, and even the guards who were on patrol at night found a warm room to sneak in. Nanrong Muhan crept out of the kitchen, holding a cloth belt in her hand and moving in it.
She skirted the garden and went to the green bamboo garden. After entering the dark room, she took out the living creature in the bag and asked, "Zhang Peng, how is this black puppy?" β
Zhang Peng raised his eyes a little weakly and nodded and said, "Fortunately, you check to see if he has any white hair on his body, if so, he can't use all black to heal my injuries." β
Mu Han picked up the black dog and watched it keep struggling, the bark of "woo ......" was very small, and its mouth had been fixed deadly. She looked back and forth several times before she finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's just a real pure black dog." I finally found it, and I have been rummaging through the dogs of the entire capital for the past few days. β
Zhang Peng said a little embarrassed: "I'm really sorry for your hard work these days." β
"It's not hard, it's fine. Heal your wounds quickly......"
Zhang Peng lowered his head and said helplessly: "Otherwise, you should go out first, I will clean up and you will come in again, I don't want you to see my ugly appearance......"
Mu Han nodded and walked out of the secret passage. She understood what Zhang Peng was worried about, but in fact, she also wondered if she could watch him drink blood as a blind eye.
Half an hour later, Zhang Peng walked out with the blood-covered cloth. He was clean and free of blood. Looking at Mu Han, he said with some embarrassment: "I've already cleaned up inside, but I need to go out and deal with this cloth belt." β
"It's okay, I'll take care of these things when you recover from a serious illness."
Zhang Peng said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of the cold, the current weather is comfortable for me, but it's easy for you to catch a cold when you go out." β
He put on a windbreaker for Mu Han very intimately, and when Mu Han turned his face, he had disappeared into the house. Seeing that her vigorous skills seemed to have regained their previous appearance, she let out a long sigh of relief.
Before this, she remembered that Nanrong Muhui was still in Yongning Temple at this time, and was with her fiancΓ©, and she hated it so much. If it weren't for Zhang Peng's serious injury, she wouldn't have been able to let Mu Hui live for a few more days.
There has been no response from the people sent over the past few days, and she doesn't know what the situation is over there. She thought that no matter what day it was tomorrow, she must personally take the guards to Yongning Temple to capture Nanrong Muhui, and only by holding it in the palm of her hand could she be tortured.
"Are you thinking about the Yongning Temple?"
Hearing Zhang Peng's voice, she immediately rushed over and hugged him and said, "Well, it seems that you are really well." In the future, I will have people specially raise some dogs in case of emergency. β
"The current Yongning Temple must be different from what we expected, none of the people sent in the past have returned, which means that there must be someone in the Yongning Temple to protect her, if you go recklessly and encounter danger, it will not be good."
Mu Han pouted, glanced at him and said, "I don't teach her a good lesson, I'm uncomfortable." β
"Is it because of Xian Yurui? Or do you really hate Nanrong Muhui? β