The Proud Prince and the Arrogant Princess

Leaning against him, Xue Ruyun sat like this for the entire afternoon. Her eyes were tightly shut, and it was unknown whether she was asleep or awake. Mu Yong's entire body was stretched taut, deeply afraid that if he moved even the slightest bit, he would alarm Xue Ruyun. It was not easy for him to have such intimate contact with her. For the first time, he allowed her to rest on his shoulder. As he listened to her even breathing, his eyelashes trembled. If possible, Mu Ying hoped to remain seated like this until the end of time.

Xue Luoyun leaned against him, his eyes tightly closed, but his mind was abnormally clear. In the beginning, she felt sad for the fate of a woman. She lamented the fact that fate was unpredictable, and fate made fools of people. However, it wasn't her personality to be immersed in grief. She leaned on Mu Ying and felt that he was deliberately staying still, just so that she could have a stable shoulder.

Mu Ying had always been stern and solemn towards others, proud and uninhibited. However, Xue Ruoyun could feel that he still cared about him. Especially after interacting with him for a long time, Xue Luoyun gradually discovered that underneath his cold and lonely face was a warm and gentle heart. Perhaps it was a kind of kinship that came from the bottom of his heart after he was betrothed to his. Every time he felt helpless, as long as he was by his voice, he would feel a lot more at ease.

Leaning on Mu Ying's shoulder, she combed through the events of the past few days, gathering all sorts of clues and analyzing them one by one.

At this moment, they were almost certain that the Zhao family and Yang Er were conspiring to murder their mother. However, now that they had alerted them, there was no way that the Zhao family would personally say what had happened that year. As for this matter, it was a matter of time. If the coffin was opened for an inquest, many clues might be found. However, his mother's life was already miserable enough. As his daughter, he couldn't possibly disturb her peace. Xue Ruyun thought back and forth, but still couldn't think of a good plan. As a result, she continued to lean against him, deep in thought. Her thoughts flew to the various scenes and had already forgotten to lean on Mu Ying's shoulder.

"I have it!" Xue Ruyun called out and sat up.

Mu Sheng was quietly listening to the sounds of the insects and birds in the mountains, feeling the breeze blowing. He was delighted to see the beauty so close to him. After being called by Xue Ruyun, he immediately straightened his body. He turned his head and looked at her. Her face was brimming with radiance, and her eyes were filled with spirit. She knew that she must have an idea.

Mu Ying smiled at him. "We're not married yet. What's up?" Mu Sheng teased her intentionally.

Hearing his words, Xue Ruoyun knew she had said the wrong thing. She rolled her eyes at Mu Ying. "I said I have an idea."

"Oh? Tell me about it? " Mu Ying believed in her. Regardless of what happened to her, she would be able to quickly come up with ideas. As expected of the woman she liked.

"Since this Mrs Zhao will definitely not tell us what happened that year, let's find a way to make her tell us." A trace of craftiness flashed through Xue Ruoyun's eyes.

"How?"

"Come with me." Xue Ruyun was about to say something, but seeing how interested Mu Ying was, she immediately shut her mouth. She proudly crossed her arms, stretched out her index finger and hooked it, pretending to be arrogant as she spoke.

"You!" Mu Sheng was angered to the point that his face changed. He had never treated her in such a manner before.

"If you can't, then I won't say anything." Xue Luoyun said this as if he was about to leave with his sword.

"Come here!" Suddenly, a murderous look appeared on Mu Sheng's face.

"What's wrong, me, so what if I don't come …" Although he still had an appearance of being fearless, his voice was unconsciously lowered by a few degrees.

"To dare to be so rude to This King, do you believe This King can take your life right now!?" Mu Sheng's brows twitched as a burst of cold air emanated from his surroundings that sent chills down one's spine.

"That can't be true..." After all, this was a feudal society. He was a dignified recruiting king, and he was also a well-known general. If he truly wanted his life, it would be even easier than killing an ant.