Mu Yuan didn't know how he returned to the room.

Stumbling or floating, you can't even remember how to take steps.

I only know that there was a breath of blood in my chest, which was tumbling and surging upwards.

Finally, after returning to the room, he could no longer help, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Young Master!" Xianglan almost cried! "Young Master, don't scare me, how are you?"

Mu Yuan didn't speak, and his face was expressionless.

Xianglan immediately turned around and went out to find a doctor.

But when he was about to go out, he heard Mu Yuan say hoarsely: "Don't... look for anyone."

He sat on the bed, lay down, looking at the heavy beam above his head.

The beams and pillars were like they were pressing on their hearts, as if they were weighing thousands of pounds, which made him almost breathless.

When his father left, he was still young. Although he knew that he was carrying heavy responsibilities, he was destined to follow a woman he didn't like.

However, such a promise is just a kind of obedience for a child.

Not from the heart.

Until that moment, he even felt that as long as the adoptive father agreed, he could not keep his childhood promises.

But I didn't remember that it was my father's words at the end of his life.

That's not a promise.

That is a mission.

From the moment my father passed away, it became his mission.

It's lingering, forever, trapped.

He closed his eyes, and the sourness in his eyes was completely hidden.

Is there no light in life ever since?

"Young Master..."

"I'm a little tired, Xianglan, go back." He didn't want to face any woman now.

any.

But at this moment, the door was pushed open.

Very rude way, without any respect.

The guard pushed the door open and retreated aside.

Chu Weiyun walked in, and there was always a look of pride between her eyebrows.

"Last night, you went to find Chu Qingge, and you were still resting at this time? What have you done?"

Mu Yuan felt a buzzing pain in his head, but he still got up quickly and saluted her: "Your Highness."

"I ask you, what did you do last night? Did you do something ulterior motive?"

"Your Highness, you can humiliate me, but please don't humiliate the Ninth Princess." Mu Yuan said expressionlessly.

"Oh? So, that bitch Chu Qingge is more important than yourself in your heart?"

Mu Yuan's palm was tightly pinched.

If she was not the little prince, based on the name of the Ninth Princess just now, his fist would have been swung out.

But he can't!

His every move involves two lives!

Chu Weiyun didn't want to bicker with him, so she said lightly: "Follow me to go out immediately."

Turn around and leave.

Xianglan was anxious and said hurriedly: "Your Highness, Young Master, you are ill. It is not advisable to go out today. Please ask your Highness..."

"Who are you? Are you qualified to speak in front of this palace?"

As soon as this was finished, the palace maid next to her immediately stepped forward and raised her hand to beat her.

Xianglan subconsciously wanted to avoid it, and Chu Weiyun sneered: "It's okay, if you hide, there will naturally be someone to bear the slap for you."

Those two old immortals obeyed her.

Not to mention just two slaps, she believed that they would not dare not give them a gift!

Xianglan's heart was shocked, and her eyes suddenly became desolate.

Two snaps and two slaps fell hard on her face.

Xianglan bit her lip and said nothing, so she could only endure it.

Mu Yuan was so angry that his palms were tense, but he could do nothing.

In order to prevent Xianglan from being wronged again, he quickly walked over: "I will accompany your little prince out, please."
Chapter completed!