Xie Shurou was pulled up by a strong man, who wore the short arrow sleeves that guards often wear, and dragged Xie Shurou directly from the edge of the cliff like dragging a broken sack, and then threw her aside without mercy.

The catastrophe did not die, until both feet stepped on the ground, Xie Shurou breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. After this breath was released, the sequelae of panic and nervousness began to appear, and she began to tremble uncontrollably, and her whole body was weak like a puddle of mud, and she fell to the ground and could not stand up.

She sat on the ground blankly, unable to move, and after reacting for two seconds, she began to understand that she was safe, although her hands and feet were weak and she couldn't move, Xie Shurou still eagerly turned her gaze, wanting to see what happened to Mu Hongsheng.

And then...... Then she saw that there was a beautiful man in a gorgeous crow blue robe, who was holding Mu Hongsheng's waist with both hands and holding her in his arms.

This man...... How does it look familiar, it seems to be the king of letters...... What a king of faith?!!!

Xie Shurou's eyes widened in disbelief and looked at Zheng Ying, the king of letters, with a cold and furious face. Just now she was frightened by the experience of nine deaths, but now, Xie Shurou was frightened by the expression on Zheng Ying's face.

Zheng Ying had no intention of hiding her emotions at all, so the few people present could feel his almost substantial anger. Zheng Ying's aura in anger was too strong, making Xie Shurou, who was paralyzed on the ground and unable to move, shrink strangely, wanting to reduce her sense of existence.

Zheng Ying didn't get distracted to look at Xie Shurou who was paralyzed on the side at all, he was still glaring at Mu Hongsheng angrily, his teeth were clenched tightly, and it seemed that every word jumped out of between his teeth.

"Are you wrong?" Zheng Ying's voice was actually not loud, but it sounded terrifying: "Do you really know that you are wrong?" Why don't you tell me, what's wrong with you? ”

Mu Hongshang looked at Zheng Ying, and somehow a weak expression suddenly appeared on her face, and she whispered for a long time: "I...... Well...... I'm sorry I ......."

"Looks like you still don't have a long memory!" Zheng Ying sneered, and as soon as he let go and threw Mu Hongsheng on the ground, he took two steps back and stood face to face with Mu Hongsheng, his anger seemed to rise even more: "I don't even know where I did wrong, what do you apologize for?"

Mu Hongshang stared at Zheng Ying for two seconds, to be honest, Zheng Ying was so angry, she was also a little afraid, so Mu Hongshang didn't know what she was thinking, her mind was hot, and she slowly moved her weak arm, she endured the pain, slowly raised her hand slightly, stretched out her fingers, and gently held Zheng Ying's gorgeous sleeves, as if she was coquettish to her grandmother at home, holding Zheng Ying's sleeves and shaking them slightly.

"I was really wrong," Mu Hongsheng looked at Zheng Ying's face cautiously with a pair of big eyes: "I'm sorry for worrying you, don't be angry."

"Joke!" The aura around Zheng Ying seemed to be even colder, he unceremoniously pulled his sleeve back, and turned his back to Mu Hongsheng suddenly, looking like he was about to leave: "This king has nothing to do with you, what is there to be angry about, why worry about you?"

"Because ......" Mu Hongsheng was startled by Zheng Ying's sudden movements, and she subconsciously whispered: "Because you are a good person!" You have always been a very gentle and gentle person, and you will naturally worry when you see others in distress...... I...... Sorry, I'm talking nonsense again. ”

Hearing Mu Hongsheng's words, Zheng Ying suddenly stiffened. He snapped his eyes shut, and then a bitter smile crept up the corners of his lips.

Good? Joke! This was the second time he had heard this, and the two times he had heard the same person say such a thing, his state of mind was already very different.

Zheng Ying knew that he had planted it. It was planted in the hands of a thirteen-year-old girl without warning. Planted willingly, without regrets.

But so what, Zheng Ying reopened her eyes, and the gloomy anger in her eyes was gone, replaced by a lingering trace of despair.

So what? The girl behind him is surnamed Mu, the only daughter of An Guogong. Her identity is predestined, and she will never belong to him.

Zheng Ying was silent, Mu Hongsheng, who was standing behind him, seemed to be a little nervous, she took a step forward, as if she wanted to say something, but at this time, Zheng Ying suddenly turned around again.

He had already sorted out the expression on his face, whether it was anger or despair, it had disappeared, his handsome face was calm, his eyes were heavy, and he couldn't see any emotion, just staring at Mu Hongsheng quietly.

Mu Hongshang looked up with a smiling face, looking at Zheng Ying's calm face, as if she was even more at a loss, she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to speak, so she had to lower her head, like a well-behaved child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be scolded, pinching the corners of her clothes and standing in place, pitiful.

Zheng Ying forced himself to take his eyes off Mu Hongsheng, he raised his eyes, hurriedly glanced at Xie Shurou who was paralyzed on the ground in the distance, and suddenly unconsciously wrinkled his eyebrows.

"It's her again!" Zheng Ying's tone was not good, and she was stunned and startled Xie Shurou, who was shrinking to the side. What do you mean by "again"? She felt as if she hadn't offended the prince who had a very frightening temper.

I really believe that the surname of the prince's biological mother is Xie, and they are all relatives who turn the corner, so they don't look at her like this, right? Could it be because Zheng Jin's scourge is chasing her all day long?

However, in the next second, Xie Shurou knew that she had misunderstood. Because in the next second, she saw the little girl Mu Xiao, who had a very scary aura, King Xin, who taught her life-saving benefactor with a cold face.

"How many times has this been?" King Xin glanced at Xie Shurou, as if he was disgusted by her existence: "Why are you involved with her again." How many times do you have to risk her to remember it? ”

"Huh?" Mu Hongshang blinked, she didn't react to what Zheng Ying said for a while, she turned her head and glanced at Xie Shurou along Zheng Ying's line of sight, and subconsciously opened her mouth to distinguish: "I didn't ......"

"I still have to argue," Zheng Ying's brows almost condensed into pimples, and he directly interrupted Mu Hongsheng's words: "What happened in the Great Emperor's Sister's Mansion has almost spread all over Beijing. You have to save her when she falls into the water, and you have to save her when she falls off the cliff, when do you put your life into it for her, do you have a long memory? How much can you do as a little girl, and have you ever thought about others when you are a hero? If you are dragged down by her and fall off the cliff, how do you let Mrs. Mu and Mrs. Guo in the Anguo Mansion deal with themselves? You make ......"

Zheng Ying didn't finish a word, and closed her mouth suddenly. He seemed to be getting angry again, his beautiful lips were tightly pursed, and anger gradually rolled up in his eyes, staring at Mu Hongsheng unkindly.