C24 There Were All Kinds of Birds Living in the Forest Especially Those That Were Shameless to the P

"That's true. In this forest, there are all kinds of birds, especially those that are shameless."

Mu Zhihuan could not be bothered with her as she turned to leave.

Being ignored like this, Yang Qiuyu's face darkened, "Heh, no matter what, we have to hide?"

The noise beside her ears made her a little irritable. She turned around, her eyes gleaming with cold light.

"Yang Qiuyu, don't think that just because my Ran Er forgot what happened back then, you can rest easy."

Mu Zhihuan sneered, "Did I forget to tell you that the crown prince of Great Yan Dynasty caught a cold and started a fever because of your foolish behavior?"

You have to pray that he will be safe. The Crown Prince's life is related to the fate of both countries. If something happens, do you think that Jiang Zhisu will be able to protect you? "

Yang Qiuyu's body trembled, her small face instantly turned pale.

Gu Mingxuan represented the Great Oblivion in coming here to reconcile. If something happened to him in Great Wei because of me, then it doesn't matter whether or not I've pushed the matter further.

In the end, she must be the scapegoat.

"No …" Impossible! If he was in such a serious situation, why didn't the Prince tell me? "

"Is that so?"

Mu Zhihuan sneered and did not reply. She just stared at Yang Qiuyu.

However, Yang Qiuyu's heart was getting colder and colder.

With regards to his own safety, Jiang Zisu actually hadn't revealed anything to her. However, he had told Mu Zhihuan what it meant. It went without saying what this meant.

Yang Qiuyu glared at Mu Zhihuan as if he wanted to eat her alive.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind him.

Yang Qiuyu's shoulders shook slightly, and instantly, she looked wronged. "I …"

Before she could finish her sentence, Mu Zhihuan interrupted her. "Who cares about what I do."

Right now, Mu Zhihuan didn't like Jiang Zhisu at all, and her tone was very straight:

"I want to request someone from His Highness."

Jiang Zisu had not recovered from her choking, but this person actually dared to come up and demand for his life. His face turned dark and stern.

"What do you want? Aren't you very good at it? Relying on yourself? "

Mu Zhihuan did not even raise an eyelid. "Then does Your Highness want me to go out of the manor every day to take care of Prince Great Yan?"

"How dare you!"

He refused without even thinking about it. He glared at Mu Zhihuan and said, "You have to know your own identity!"

With this roar, Mu Zhihuan did not make much of a fuss, but she had shocked Yang Qiuyu into a daze.

Hearing Jiang Zhisu's possessive words, Yang Qiuyu's heart sank.

Although Jiang Zisu was always the type to have a bad temper.

But he rarely had such an angry look in his eyes.

It seemed that he would only reveal his truest side to Mu Zhihuan.

Yang Qiuyu gripped her palms tightly. When she looked at Mu Zhihuan, the hatred in her eyes was practically about to materialize.

"Don't look at me like that. If Gu Mingxuan's illness isn't good, then we both know the consequences. I've already disguised myself to help you spoil your concubine."

Mu Zhihuan had an unperturbed expression on her face, but the corners of her eyes were suffused with an estranged light.

Staring at Mu Zhihuan, who was acting like this, a sense of irritation arose in Su Ming's heart.

This woman used to look at him with endless yearning in her eyes.

Since when had her eyes gradually become only filled with disgust towards herself?

This irritation immediately suppressed Mu Zhihuan's doubts about how she knew that Gu Mingxuan was sick.

"Are you threatening me?"

Mu Zhihuan threw up her hands, indicating that she was very innocent:

"How would I dare to? But Gu Mingxuan is like this because he saved Ran'er. If I didn't express anything, I think Ran'er would definitely think I'm heartless."

When Jiang Qing Ran was mentioned, the displeasure in Jiang Zi Su's heart receded quite a bit.

He cast a sidelong glance at the distant little lump, coincidentally meeting with that pair of bright eyes.

The little blob tilted his head and stretched out his small hand, happily waving it at Jiang Zisu and calling out to him from afar, "Father."

This sweet voice completely calmed Jiang Zixu down, but there was still the image of her and Gu Mingxuan embracing each other as they leapt onto the palace feast.

"Are you really doing this for Ran Er?"

"Otherwise? We met by chance, why should I be so good to him? "

Mu Zhihuan knitted her brows and said impatiently, "If you don't give it to me, then I'll be the only one …"

"Whoever you want can just tell the butler."

Jiang ZiSu cast a cold glance at Mu Zhihuan and a hint of warning could be heard in his voice.

"However, Mu Zhihuan, you need to know your own identity! You are the consort of my Prince Li's estate. "

"Yes, yes, yes, don't worry, I won't tell anyone who I am outside. I won't discredit the Mansion of the Rites."

With these perfunctory words, Mu Zhihuan hugged Jiang Qing Ran and disappeared from Jiang Zisu's sight.

Jiang Zi's eyes dimmed as he looked at her back figure, which didn't have the slightest trace of lingering feelings for him.

This damnable woman. Even though she knew he was talking about her relationship with Gu Mingxuan, she still tried to lie to him.

Yang Qiuyu's heart sank when she noticed Jiang Zhisu's strangeness. She leaned weakly against his chest and said gently,

"Prince, you haven't come to my courtyard in a long time. How about I make you a table of good dishes?"

Feeling the sweet scent from Yang Qiuyu's body, and looking at her pretty face painted with exquisite makeup, Jiang Zisu frowned.

Since when did he start to feel that the fragrance of Yang Qiuyu's makeup was too heavy?

"No need. This King still has some matters to attend to. Next time then."

Looking at Jiang Zixu's leaving figure, Yang Qiuyu gnashed her teeth in anger, "Mu Zhihuan! Jiang Qinggran! Just you wait! "

Qing He had gotten the news from the butler that he had been asked by Mu Zhihuan to go.

She almost ran like a wisp of smoke without stopping and arrived at the 'Lan Ting Xuan'. Her eyes were red and her voice was trembling:

"Royal Consort … You are real... Do you want to help me redeem myself? "

Mu Zhihuan had said that she wanted to redeem her body, but nothing happened after that.

Thus, Qing He already felt that Mu Zhihuan might have just been speaking her mind. However, he hadn't expected that she would really ask him to come over.

"Of course, but before we go to ransom, you have to help me take care of someone. Are you willing?"

You don't believe me? Was she that unreliable?

Not to mention taking care of her, even if she had to be a cow, she would be willing to do it.

Therefore, on the second day, Mu Zhihuan carried Qing He with her as she headed towards Gu Mingxuan's courtyard, right in front of Jiang Zhisu.

Upon entering the room, Qing He was stunned.

On the soft yellow bed, a beautiful man with black hair like a waterfall was attentively reading a book.

His slightly pale and weak appearance actually gave him a peerless aura.

Qing He couldn't believe his eyes. There was actually someone in this world who was so good-looking.

Mu Zhihuan wanted to introduce Qing He to Gu Mingxuan, but when she turned around, she saw Qing He's stupefied face.

Since it was funny in his heart, he just let her casually read it.