Chapter 873： If he dies my dad will be implicated

"yes."

The hidden guard got the order and waved his long sword, and made a deadly move.

Ye Qianning was startled, he reacted and left with a dagger in his hand.

"Ding"

The Yinwei long sword pierced Li Mu's back for a point and was knocked out.

"Don't kill him."

Ye Qianning said coldly.

Li Mu was frightened to death, and there was a stabbing pain from his back. If Miss Ye hadn't acted in time, he would have died by now.

Sang Zhi leaned on the railing, his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was low and angry: "He wants you to go back to Beili."

"What he said doesn't count." Ye Qianning's voice was clear.

Sang Zhi stared at Li Mu.

Li Mu lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, and he didn't dare to cry out because of the pain in his body.

If you are not stupid, you can naturally understand who the 'he' they are talking about, so it doesn't count? The emperor's words don't count, whose words count?

"Master Li, I am not from Beili. The oral instructions of the Beili royal family are useless to me. Master Li should go back." Ye Qianning said.

Li Mu raised his head, and didn't dare to say more here even if he had something to say. Enduring the pain, he got up from the ground, saluted in Sang Zhi's direction, and then limped away.

"Clean up the first floor."

Ye Qianning turned around and went upstairs.

Sang Zhi reached the stairs while holding on to the railing.

Ye Qianning stared at Lao Gao who was frowning: "You come with me."

After saying that, she walked towards the room.

Sang Zhi held his chest, and it was a bit difficult to walk, moving step by step.

The hidden guard downstairs wanted to fly over to help, but was stopped by Du Yi.

"Master, he is not in good health..."

"I don't like others to meddle in my eldest daughter's affairs." Du Yi interrupted coldly.

Yinwei was surprised: "Du Yi, how could you betray the Eighth Prince?"

"I was originally the guard of the Xiang family, and I followed the eighth prince, but because of the order of the young lady, the eighth prince was never my master." Du Yi's masters are only Ye Qianning and Xiang Minghou.

Yinwei was annoyed, and looked up at the back of his master who was walking hard.

Miss Ye is so bold, she dared to scold the prince like this.

Sang Zhi walked back to the room step by step.

Ye Qianning sat on the chair, her beautiful face was icy cold.

Sang Zhi's face disappeared from the gloom just now, walked over, and sat next to her while leaning on the table: "What did you save him for?"

"He is dead, and my father will be implicated."

Li Mu's death is not a pity, her father's life is valuable!

"Ahem..." Sang Zhi coughed lightly.

"You don't need to ask whether you will return to Beili or not. Now let's talk about your internal injuries." Ye Qianning stared at him beautifully.

Sang Zhi raised his eyes just to meet Ye Qianning's. Her brows and eyes were slightly cold at this moment, but he saw himself from the bottom of her eyes, and his heart gradually warmed up.

"I'm asking you something." Ye Qianning frowned.

"It's okay, I just met a few mice." Sang Zhi's voice was very soft, and his scarlet eyes were very bright at this moment.

Looking closely at herself in her pupils, she has enough of him in her eyes.

"I've seen your injuries. If you didn't force your internal strength, no one can do anything about it. What did the other party eat for you?" If you hadn't forcibly broken some restriction, you wouldn't have suffered such a serious internal injury.

Sang Zhi blinked slightly, and remained silent.

"Is it related to me?" Ye Qianning asked.

Sang Zhi's expression froze, and his scarlet eyes just flashed back to normal again. Even though he changed quickly, Ye Qianning still caught him.

"No." He said.

Ye Qianjing looked at him quietly, as if trying to see through him.