"Matchmaking?"

The smile on Yan Bai's face instantly vanished. He turned his head to look at Mo Ruyue and said, "Princess, I seemed to have told this question to the Emperor a long time ago." The marriage Mo Ruyue was talking about was the marriage between him and her, so how could he possibly marry her?

"There's no turning point in this matter." Yan Bai immediately refused, his voice decisive and without any hesitation.

"This …" She lowered her head and secretly let go of Yan Bai's arm. No matter how wild and unrestrained she was, under the condition of Yan Bai's resolute rejection that she could not agree to her engagement, she was unable to shake him off.

Looking at Mo Ru Yue's darkened expression, Yan Bai frowned slightly and sighed, saying in a calm voice, "I already said that back then, even though the Emperor acknowledged me as her foster son and even bestowed me the title of Prince, it was only a formality. I am the one in charge of my matters, and outsiders have no right to interfere, even the Emperor is not an exception. So don't waste your time on me. "

Mo Ru Yue's body suddenly stiffened. How could she not know about what he had said? It was precisely because she knew that Yan Bai was extraordinary that she treated him so differently … By the time she noticed it, she had already lost control of her heart …

She trained diligently just so that she could catch up to him a little. Originally, she was unruly and unruly, but she had never acted rashly in front of him. However, she still couldn't get his approval …

She was very curious. What kind of woman would be able to obtain his favor?

Seeing Mo Ru Yue's somewhat sorrowful expression, Yan Bai sighed once again and said, "Ling Yi, prepare some food. I am hungry, and I believe the princess is hungry as well."

"Yes sir!" Not long after he left, a group of people entered with plates in their hands.

Mo Ru Yue raised her head to look at the food before her and discovered that there were quite a number of dishes that she liked to eat. She felt a slight warmth in her heart and decided to just eat without caring about anything else.

"Oh yeah, Brother Yan, I heard that Nanmen Yan's hand was stabbed?" As she ate in silence, Mo Ru Yue saw that no one was speaking in an extremely awkward manner, so she could only cough lightly and ask.

Yan Bai was stunned. Could it be that the embroidery needle had been discovered?

"How do you know?" Yan Bai casually asked.

"I was at Brother Crown Prince's place this morning. Someone from the general's house came to call Brother Crown Prince, so Brother Crown Prince left."

Yan Bai's brows unconsciously furrowed as he asked faintly, "Mo Rufeng is in the Residence of General right now?"

"That's right, that should be right, after the South Gate Smoke was assassinated, she definitely had to investigate the murderer." That's right, that should be right, after the South Gate Smoke was assassinated, she definitely had to track the murderer. Although Mo Ruyue was a woman, she was also a princess. Under the influence of the royal family, she could clearly see some things, and she was not stupid.

Although he felt that it was impossible for Nanmen Yan and Mo Rufeng to suspect Nanmen Guo'er, he was worried that Nanmen Yan would make use of this chance to make things difficult for Nanmen Guo'er.

If it was just Nanmen Yan alone, Yan Bai would not have to worry at all. Even Mo Rufeng would interfere!

Even though Nanmen Guo'er was able to cultivate now and her talent was extremely high, she was still in danger when facing Mo Rufeng, who had a deep and profound cultivation base, as well as the City Lord's Mansion.

Furthermore... Mo Rufeng had a crafty eye. If he saw South Gate Fruit, it would not be hard to find something special about her …

This was the last thing he would allow!

Even if he knew that it was impossible for South Gate Fruit to fancy someone like Mo Rufeng, he still wouldn't allow anyone to spy on him!

… ….

Just as Yan Bai was frowning and pondering, the general's estate was already heavily guarded.

Crown Prince Mo Rufeng, Nanmen Kang Cheng, Nanmen Yan and other five to six people were sitting around the living room. Other than Mo Rufeng, several others had worried looks on their faces, while Nanmen Yan was sitting on a chair with a pale and aggrieved face.

Mo Rufeng was still wearing his purple robe. He was leaning back on the chair with one hand and looking at his fingertips with an indifferent expression. On his fingertips, he was fiddling with a tiny embroidery needle …

"Your Highness, can you guess who did this? "There's actually someone who secretly tried to harm Yan'Er, this must not be let go!" Nanmen Kang Cheng said with a face of grief and indignation, "This morning, Yan'Er's wrist was in excruciating pain while training her whip. Luckily this embroidery needle was discovered earlier, otherwise, Yan'Er's hand would not be crippled and it would have serious repercussions!"

"Discovered it early?" If it wasn't for the man's deep voice, people would have thought that it was a woman's voice. "Her wrist is in so much pain, if she still can't find out, wouldn't you all be trash?"

Mo Rufeng did not even raise his head as he spoke, he was still looking at the embroidery needle on the tip of his finger with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Hearing this, Kang Cheng's face froze, but he didn't dare to retort. He could only nod his head and say, "Yes yes, His Highness the Crown Prince is right!"

Mo Rufeng lifted his eyes to scan for South Gate Smoke. Looking at her cautious face while holding her hands, he sneered and said with an indifferent tone, "Don't worry, her hands are fine."

"Really? Thank you, your highness, the crown prince! " Nanmen Yan was immediately overjoyed as he hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

Nanmen Kang Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Mo Rufeng and asked, "I wonder, who was the one who tried to kill my daughter?"

Mo Rufeng's slender fingers knocked on the table and thought for a while before saying, "I've seen this technique before. It's the unique hidden strength technique of the Heavenly Note Sect."

"Heavens …" "Heavenly Note Sect?" Everyone was shocked.

Nanmen Kang Cheng's face was filled with disbelief as he said, "Heavenly Note Sect? Why? Could it be … "It's Duke Yu …"

"BOOM!"

Before Nanmen Kang Cheng could finish his words, he suddenly heard a muffled boom from his table. He lowered his head and saw that there was an unremarkable little hole on the ironwood table.

The small hole was left after the embroidery needle had been placed on the table. The needle had long since disappeared...

"Southern Gate's great general, there are some things that should not be said." Mo Rufeng said with an ice-cold voice, causing everyone to feel a chill run down their spines.

At the same time, Nanmen Kang Cheng also realized that he made a mistake. He hurriedly said with a regretful face, "What Your Highness said is correct. Your Highness, I have made a mistake. Please forgive me."