Rong Hong glanced at Qin Muyue, with a smile on the corner of his lips, “Since it is a misunderstanding, then forget it.”


“Thanking Your Royal Highness Prince.” Qin Muyue shook the corner of her mouth, and was about to retreat and leave.


“There are not many followers on this trip, and no one recognizes the way to the imperial city, so it is better for Deputy General Qin to lead the way.” Rong Hong said quietly.


Qin Muyue froze, follower?


“This is the case, but there are still some things to be done at the border by me. It is better that I assign some high-powered martial arts people to escort His Royal Highness to the Imperial City.” She did not want to get entangled further with the Prince.


“Deputy General Qin should also return to the palace to participate in the feast hosted by the West. Then we will stay here for a few more days. After Deputy General Qin handles the border affairs, we can go to the Imperial City together.” Hong Ling opened her mouth, her face full of smiles.


Qin Muyue clenched her fingers slightly, so that she did not further speak out of turn. Is Rong Hong really not aware of the road, or is he helping out Mu Yunjin?


But at the moment, she could not refute the plea for an escort. She could only respond positively to this matter and leave.


After Qin Muyue left, Hong Ling walked to Rong Hong’s side, and smiled at the frustrated expression between his eyes. “No wonder His Royal Highness ran into Qin Muyue that day chasing after Mu girl, it was all over a man.”


Zhang Bai also looked at Hong Ling to the side, his face was not good. “This girl Mu is not inferior. I thought that it was a Jianghu woman who learned martial arts. I did not expect that she would be the respected and noble Princess Ning.”


“Yeah, it’s really incredible,” Hong Ling sighed.


Rong Hong was still thinking about the scene where Mu Yunjin was taken away by Chu Li. After listening to the words of Hong Ling and Zhang Bai, he frowned at them.


The two people’s eyes touched Rong Hong’s displeased visage, and they immediately dispersed.




Mu Yunjin was carried to the house by Chu Li. After Chu Li carefully laid her body flat, he stood by the bed and reached out to untie her belt.


“Hey, what are you doing?” Mu Yunjin froze, reached out and held Chu Li’s wrist, and stared at him in warning.


Chu Li lifted her hand, took off her belt, and crinkled his brows, “Checking your wounds.”


“I …” Yunjin was still a little hesitant, twitching her lips, “I’m fine, so don’t make such a fuss.”


Chu Li gave her a cool look.


“Look, then.” Mu Yunjin let go of his hands, and squeezed her lips, letting Chu Li untie her belt until she only wore her small clothes in front of him.


Chu Li saw Mu Yunjin’s original smooth and fair skin. At this time, she was covered with purple bruises and some blood streaks. His brows scrunched up, his eyes slowly falling to her lower abdomen, and with light hands touched her ribs.


“Ow–” Yunjin suddenly felt the cool touch, and took a breath.


Chu Li caressed her ribs, and his countenance gradually darkened. He fastened her clothes again and narrowed his lips. “What happened after this King left?”


Yunjin lay down in a comfortable position, blinked, wondering whether to tell Chu Li about Qiuye Taoist.


After thinking about it for too long, Chu Li was about to scold her fiercely. Yunjin had no choice but to make an excuse, “After you left, I went to Qingfeng Mountain to bask in the sun, and accidentally rolled down from the mountain.”