Madam, did she abuse the scum today?

Chapter 231 There is no other way but to wait

In midsummer, the weather is hot, but the wind at night is still a little cool.

The slap on the face was painful, and her trance thoughts came back instantly.

Wiping the tears off his face, Anu stood up, ready to go into the hall to see why Murong Jing hadn't come out yet.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Murong Jing striding out hugging the sleeping Chu Xingwan.

Seeing this, Anu sniffed, trotted to the front of the Maybach and opened the rear door.

Murong Jing gently placed Chu Xingwan on the back seat, and after fastening her seat belt, he looked back at Anu, let her sit in the back seat, and helped Chu Xingwan clean the wound, while he walked towards driver's seat.

Looking back at Anu who was treating Chu Xingwan's wound, he frowned and said "gentle" before driving away.

……

It was already an hour later when we returned to the villa.

It was past two o'clock in the morning, and the villa that had fallen into silence in the past was brightly lit at this moment.

When Murong Jing walked into the living room with the sleeping Chu Xingwan in his arms, Sun Yun who had been waiting anxiously greeted him immediately.

"Your Highness, you are back."

"Ah."

"Your Highness, that..."

Thinking of the person Shen Yan brought back and temporarily placed in the attic on the third floor by her, Sun Yun looked at him worriedly, hesitating to speak.

"It's okay, just let people watch, don't leak the news, mother will be back in two days."

"Yes."

After explaining to her a few more words, Murong Jing let her go down to rest.

Then he carried Chu Xing upstairs at night, and Anu followed behind him step by step with a wrinkled face.

Seeing this, Murong Jing frowned slightly, stopped and looked at her, "Anu, it's getting late, you should also go to rest."

"Your Highness, I have something to tell you."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Anu shook his head, bit his lower lip and looked at him stubbornly, refusing to leave no matter what.

Murong Jing sighed softly, and continued to walk towards the master bedroom.

After returning to the room, Murong Jing gently put Chu Xingwan on the bed, bent down to take off her shoes, put her legs under the quilt, and covered her with the quilt, then he stood up.

Pressing the swollen eyebrows, he glanced at Anu, then lifted his foot to the French window, and Anu immediately followed after seeing this.

Standing still in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Murong Jing reached out and took out the cigarette case and lighter from his trouser pocket, tore off the seal and took out a cigarette, held it between his fingers, lit it, put it in his mouth and took a deep breath, the smell of nicotine quickly It spread in his mouth, filled his lungs, and gave him some comfort in his restless heart.

Murong Jing put one hand in his pocket and held a cigarette in the other hand, watching the night outside the window slowly exhaling a circle of smoke.

His face was shrouded in billowing smoke, so hazy that people couldn't see clearly, so it was impossible to detect his true thoughts at the moment.

Anu stood quietly behind him, looked at his slightly lonely and hesitant back, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

For a while, neither of them spoke. In the smoky room, the atmosphere was oppressive and dull, which made people breathless.

After a long time, when the fireworks in Murongjing's hands had been burned out, when Anu's legs began to tingle and swell, and his eyelids began to fight non-stop, Murongjing, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth to speak.

"Anu, don't you have something to tell me? Tell me."

Perhaps it was because of smoking that his voice was exceptionally hoarse, no longer as gentle as before.

Anu glanced at him, silently took out the ice box and the letter from the bag he was carrying, and handed them to him.

"Your Highness, the master asked me to give this to you. You must put away the contents of the box. Don't tell anyone about its existence, even the side concubine."

When she was in the palace earlier, she wanted to give him something, but considering that there were many people in the palace and Chu Xingwan was there, she didn't say anything.

It was for these things that she lost her sister.

If she hadn't sent these two things out of the palace, at this moment, she should be by her sister's side, not in His Highness's villa.

Thinking of Ji Wuyou, Anu's heart felt like a needle prick.

As soon as he heard that it was something given to him by his mother, Murong Jing's tall body trembled uncontrollably.

Xingmu fixedly looked at the thing in Anu's hand, but did not reach out to pick it up, but asked tremblingly, "What is this?"

"I don't know." Anu shook her head, and she looked at the pale-faced Murong Jing with moist eyes, "Your Highness, the master specifically told me to hand over the item to you personally, presumably it must be a very important item .”

Murong Jing didn't say anything, but picked up the letter in her hand, quickly opened the envelope with trembling hands, took out the paper inside, and quickly read it.

A few minutes later, he withdrew his gaze from the paper, and after glancing at Anu, he silently took out the lighter, lit the paper, and the flames surged up, quickly engulfing the paper.

Bowing his head, staring fixedly at the paper that was gradually reduced to ashes under the burning of the flames, the emotions in his eyes were concealed.

The burning sensation at his fingertips made him frown slightly, and then he let go of his hand, leaving only a few pieces of paper falling down and landing at his feet.

Rubbing his fingers burned by the flames, he glanced at Anu, "Anu, you should stay here from now on, don't enter the palace."

As he spoke, he took the ice box from her hand, his hands trembled from the biting chill, and he almost knocked the box over to the ground, but fortunately, he reacted in time.

"Your Highness, why? Master, did she say when she will be back?"

Murong Jing shook his head, thinking of Ji Wuyou's explanation in the letter, his mood was suddenly heavy and uneasy.

However, no matter how uneasy and fearful he was, it was of no avail.

At this moment, he had no choice but to wait.

"Anu, I'm tired, you should go to rest too, from now on you can just stay here with peace of mind and do whatever you want, no one dares to underestimate you."

Since his mother specifically explained in the letter that he should settle Anu well, then he will definitely not let his mother down.

Pressing the center of his eyebrows wearily, Murong Jing waved his hand slightly to her.

"Your Highness..."

Anu opened his mouth, still wanting to say something, but seeing his tired face and the red blood in his eyes, he swallowed the words again.

He just bowed his head and muffled 'good night' to him, then turned around, walked out of the room silently with drooping shoulders.

When the door was closed, Anu glanced at Murong Jing who was standing lonely in front of the French window, lit a cigarette again and smoked fiercely, a touch of distress flashed in his eyes.

Master is gone, His Highness must be very sad.

Why is she not the same.

They were all abandoned by their master...

There was a burst of soreness and heat in the eye sockets, and a dull pain in my heart.

Thinking of one more thing that he almost forgot to tell Murong Jing, Anu blinked, suppressed the soreness in the corners of his eyes, and called out to Murong Jing, "Your Highness."

(End of this chapter)