Mu Qianyu, who was usually too lazy to talk anymore, felt that the moment she met the Xiao Family members, she would be forced into a situation where she couldn't help but spout rubbish.

"What about the window? You should be able to take it down now, right?"

Mu Qianyu pointed to the sealed window at the side, her beautiful eyes filled with anger.

"This King said that I don't like it. This is This King's place. No damage is allowed."

Xiao Chengyi emphasized again, his expression still as indifferent as before, as if he had completely accepted the fact that he was trapped with Mu Qianyu.

In other words, he didn't reject it at all.

"Then what should we do? We can't just sit there and wait for death!"

Mu Qianyu was enraged, her delicate and pretty face filled with dissatisfaction.

If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't beat the man in front of her, she really wanted to go up and grab his neck and ask him if he could stop being so casual and casual at this moment, as it had nothing to do with her.

They were locked up together! Alone!

Prince Li raised his head with great difficulty and sized her up. He saw that she was like a wild beast feeling threatened, and his entire being was uneasy.

It was as if this environment was a huge threat to her.

He was really strange, when he fell into her trap and met an expert like Gu Zhao, he didn't even see her frown for a moment.

Now that she was only locked up here, what was she afraid of?

Was she so worried that she would touch her?

"Yes."

Xiao Chengyi retracted his gaze, and no longer looked at her, replying with an unperturbed tone of voice.

Mu Qianyu really wanted to kneel for this master.

What does that mean? I can't think of anything to do with it.

Relying on others was not better than relying on yourself.

She turned and began to search the room for a blunt instrument with a hammer.

Since Xiao Chengyi was unwilling to help, after she found the hammer, he could just smash the window.

That would really drive her crazy.

However, after searching for a long time, she still couldn't find any blunt instrument.

The room that Xiao Chengyi lived in was arranged in an extremely simple and elegant manner.

It was hard to imagine that this was the prince's room. There was not the slightest trace of extravagance, instead, there was only ink, paper, and a stack of books.

Xiao Chengyi obviously had his own study, but in his own room, there was a small bookshelf.

The bookshelves were filled with all sorts of ancient books, and in front of the bookshelves was a small table made of pear wood.

There was a set of four treasures on the table.

Other than a painting of mountains and rivers, there was nothing else on the surrounding walls.

The aroma of the books in this room was just too strong.

As a result, if Mu Qianyu wanted to find a blunt weapon that could injure people in the house, she would probably be dreaming.

Thus, after searching for a long time, she realized that there was nothing she wanted, and her expression immediately became extremely unsightly.

"Don't worry, there's nothing here that you can break the window on."

Xiao Chengyi did not raise his head, her voice was so soft it was almost impossible to hear.

"Since you knew what I was looking for, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Mu Qianyu immediately became angry.

With an ashen face, her eyebrows knitted together as she stared at Xiao Chengyi in displeasure and complained.

After searching for a long time, she was tired to the point of gasping for breath. This man had already guessed what she was thinking, so why didn't he tell her earlier?

Xiao Chengyi did not answer her.

The fact that he couldn't find the blunt instrument didn't mean that he had to give up.

Mu Qianyu walked to the door, stared at the closed door and pondered for a long time.

He felt that the only way was to smash it open with a chair.

However, this door was not easy to break.

So she turned back to the window, feeling it was easier to smash it.

After making up her mind, Mu Qianyu no longer hesitated. She turned around and picked up the low stool beside the bed, raised it up, and was about to smash it against the window.

But before the stool in her hand could hit the window, her arm was seized.

The voice of the person behind him was still calm. "This King said that no one is allowed to destroy this place."

"Then think of a way to get out."

Mu Qianyu panicked and threw away the chair in her hand. She turned and stared at Xiao Chengyi: "It's not like you have no solution, why don't you think of one?"

"Even if you go out of the house, you can't go out."

Even he had to rack his brains for the Eleventh Uncle's array formation.

I'm afraid she won't barge out easily.

"That's better than staying here."

Mu Qianyu frowned, her tone full of displeasure.

"Go to sleep."

Xiao Chengyi pointed to the bed behind her.

Mu Qianyu immediately opened his eyes wide, and the light in his eyes sparkled.

What did he mean?

"What about you?"

Seeing that not only did he not get closer, but instead took a few steps back, Mu Qianyu lowered her voice and spoke with a bit of caution.

Xiao Chengyi did not reply, and only waved the book he had just taken down from the bookshelf.

Then, he sat down at the table, quietly reading a book under the candlelight.

From start to finish, the only person who was infuriated was Mu Qianyu herself.

She was all alone, anxious, angry, and annoyed.

When Mu Qianyu came back to her senses, he had already flipped through a few pages of books.

His white clothes were snow-white, as if he was not in the world of mortals.

Mu Qianyu looked at him blankly.

She had been to many places in the past few years, and had seen many people.

Everyone had different personalities.

However, there was no one who could cause her to feel curious at all.

This person did not seem like a person from the mortal world. His existence was just like a myth.

In her previous life, she had heard a saying that men were animals that thought for their lower body.

It turned out that she did not believe him. However, after what happened at the Blue Court, she did not doubt his words at all.

But what kind of situation was Xiao Chengyi in now?

"Still not sleeping?"

She stuck her head out of the window and looked at the man who was reading at night with a puzzled expression.

Xiao Chengyi's index finger flipped through the pages as he indifferently opened his mouth.

"I... I won't sleep. "

Mu Qianyu knew that it was hopeless to leave.

She did want to smash the window, but this grandpa would definitely stop her.

But even so, she could not sleep, or rather … He didn't dare to sleep.

"Go to sleep."

There was a touch of gentleness in his tone.

Mu Qianyu lowered her head and did not answer.

She had never been alone with a man in two lifetimes.

She lowered her eyes and rubbed the corner of her clothes uneasily, as if she was a child who had made a mistake.

After a long time, she heard a slight sound.

Raising his head, he realized that Xiao Chengyi had closed the book and was walking towards her.

Looking at his bright black eyes, her heart suddenly tightened.

What was he going to do?

Unexpectedly, after he walked over, he stretched out his muscular hand to touch her head and said with a gentle smile, "You haven't recovered yet, so you shouldn't stay up late. Sleep. This King will read and won't disturb you."

Mu Qianyu frowned and looked around secretly. After confirming that there was only a bed in the room, she muttered: "I'm not sleeping, you go ahead and sleep, I'll lie on the table for a while."

Last night, she was only interested in the Mental Exercise that the smelly old man threw to her. She didn't sleep well at all.

He woke up a bit earlier in the morning, so he was really starting to get tired.

A strong sense of sleepiness hit him in the blink of an eye, and he was on the verge of collapsing.

It was just that she did not want to sleep on that bed. Her heart was filled with a faint sense of fear.

Although her attitude was not that cold, her resistance towards men had never diminished.

No matter who that man was, even this Prince Li in front of him who did not have a single trace of hostility on him.