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  My words didn't continue, I just tightly closed my eyes and silently stretched out my hand to pull my own sleeve.

  If it were him, he would understand after reading it. Would he still be nostalgic about the past? All I want is to live freely.

  However, faster than I could react, my hand had just touched the sleeve of his clothes when "slap" a loud slap landed on my face, stopping all my movements, with such great force that it almost made me unable to stand.

  Since I can remember, I have never heard a single harsh word from him, but now the one who is hitting me is actually him.

  Inside the Xuan Hall, a group of people, including Da Duguang Gong, were all stunned by this sudden change and fell silent.

  Nan Chengyao's face turned iron-green, with a hint of pale white. As the third prince of the Southern Dynasty, he had probably killed countless people, but beating someone up, and that someone being a woman, was likely a first for him in his life.

  But it turned out to be me.

  His voice was cold and hard as iron: "Who allowed you to mention this name? Get out."

  He didn't even wait for me to react, and impatiently instructed Qin An, who was waiting in the house: "Send her back, without my permission, don't let her take a step out of Guimeng Pavilion."

  Qin An stepped forward and said expressionlessly: "Let's go, Princess."

  I slowly stood up straight and gazed coldly at Nan Chengyao for a long time.

  Not saying another word, he turned and left.

  Qin An escorted me back to the Gu Mo Pavilion. I looked at him and asked, word by word: "Does General Manager Qin really plan to confine me here from now on?"

  Qin An's face showed a difficult expression: "Wang Fei, actually Your Highness..."

  I interrupted him wearily: "Just tell me yes or no."

  Qin An fell silent for a moment, then nodded.

  I burst out laughing, and he bowed deeply to me: "Please believe the princess, no matter what the prince does, it's all for the sake of the princess. The pain in the prince's heart won't be less than half of the princess's."

  "He's also in pain, but he's still heartless." I closed my eyes: "He doesn't want this child either, is he also thinking of me?"

  Having said that, I didn't wait for Qin An's reaction and got up straight to walk towards the inner room.

  It was just a guess, and there's no certainty, but it can't be denied that this idea truly existed in my mind, so I almost subconsciously blurted it out.

  I remember every word you said on that day, Chunjie.

  I still remember the way he looked when he mentioned Sangmu Qing making him take an oath, that kind of despair and helplessness that pierced to the bone, how could it be fake?

  He loves her so much, how can he bear not to agree with her. Since he is willing to follow her will and serve Nan Chongyue, what reason does he have to harm me? If it's Sang Muqing's intention, why bother going through all the trouble on Fang Zi's side, wanting to get rid of the child without harming my life.

  I couldn't help but think that this might be South Chengyao's intention, although I couldn't figure out the reason why he did so.

  Is it just because this child's body inevitably inherited the bloodline he didn't want to inherit?

  Is it just because Du Ruyin is already pregnant that he doesn't care anymore?

  A sharp pain rose uncontrollably from deep within me. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and forced myself to stop thinking about it.

  Nowadays, what I want to think about and what I want to do is just to rescue her.

  But he didn't even let me leave the ink house, did he also think that I wouldn't give up? So, what should I do now?

  I pressed my chest with my hand, taking slow breaths one by one, but it still hurt and I almost couldn't breathe.

  But no, I still can't fall down, or else how could I watch him get into trouble with my own eyes.

  Suddenly, a hand grasped my wrist and a thin silver needle accurately pierced my Yangchi acupoint, relieving the pain bit by bit.

  She glared at me with disgust, dressed in a white outfit: "I hate your half-dead appearance the most. If you can't even take care of yourself, why not just die and get it over with? You're only going to be a burden to others if you stay in this world!"

  I whispered a thank you, closed my tired eyes, and when I opened them again, I didn't expect that I still had to take this step.

  "Lingmou girl, I want to ask you for a favor." I looked at her and spoke softly.

  She sneered and laughed: "It's not even evening yet, how can the princess start talking about dreams?"

  I didn't bother to respond to her sarcastic remarks and continued speaking on my own: "In the past, when I was in Evil Doctor Valley, Mr. Su taught me a pill formula called 'Pihang Shengxiang'. After taking it, one's breathing becomes almost imperceptible, their body stiffens, and they appear dead. However, after a day and night, the effect naturally wears off, and the person who took it returns to normal. Although I know how to prepare it, I've never tried it before. I need to be absolutely sure, and I don't have time to slowly experiment, so I want to ask for Miss Lianmò's help."

  "Do you want to use this 'Pihang Shengxiang' on Murong Liu?" Lianmiao looked at me with a smile that was not quite a smile: "I have the medicine pill on my body, no need to go and prepare it——but I seem to have heard just now that the Third Princess can't even leave the Guimeng Pavilion from now on. Even if we get the medicine, how can we deliver it to the heavily guarded Tianlao death prisoner?"

  "In the middle of the bedroom on the third floor of Qian Tian Ju, next to a sandalwood bed, there is a hidden compartment. Inside this compartment, there are two more secret layers. In the second layer, there is a token that allows the prince to pass through. With this token, you can easily enter the heavenly prison."

  I took a deep breath and looked at Ling Wu: "I need your help, girl. Get this token and disguise yourself as a man in the name of the Third Prince to visit Murong Liu in the Heavenly Prison. Tell him that the Third Prince is thinking of him since he made contributions in the battle against the Northern Barbarians, so he specially sent someone to escort him on his last journey. I will write a note for you, please find an opportunity to give it to Liu along with 'Petal Fragrance', and after he reads it, he will understand what to do."

  Liu Mo followed Su Xiu for many years, and his medical skills and martial arts were all personally taught by him. His disguise technique was even more magical.

  Su Xiu had once said that if she left Yao Gu, she would establish her own sect in the Jianghu and wouldn't be inferior to Chun Yu Fei or Xiao Sheng Yin. She had also meant to let her leave, but Cui Miao refused to go no matter what.

  Now that things have come to this, I can only pin my hopes on her and believe she'll be able to do it. Even if Nan Xiangyao hadn't confined me, the bulge in my belly would still be impossible to conceal my identity, and I'd still need her help.

  But I'm very clear about her dislike for me all along, how could she easily agree to help me?

  As expected, Lian Mo sneered and opened his mouth: "The Third Princess thinks it's pretty good, but why should I help you?"

  I slowly and persistently opened my mouth: "Of course, I have no way to force you, Miss. What I want to let you know is that if something happens to me, then living alone in this world would be meaningless."

  "What does your life and death have to do with me?" Lian Luo still sneered.

  I took a deep breath: "It's nothing, miss. You can still escape and return to Evil Doctor Valley unharmed. I just don't know what you'll say to Mr. Su."

  She looked at me coldly, her voice as chilly as frost: "Are you threatening me?"

  I lowered my eyelids and spoke softly: "Sorry, I just want to live with you."

  "The three princesses seem to have forgotten that the third prince is a formidable figure, and his bedroom is not a place where others can enter at will. Moreover, they still want to obtain the imperial edict. Furthermore, isn't the princess afraid that the emperor will not be satisfied, and must slash a hundred thousand knives on Murong's dead body before stopping?" Her speech became faster and her voice colder and sharper.

  "That's my business." I slowly closed my eyes: "No matter what method is used, tonight, I will hold down the Third Highness, and the rest of the people, I think, are no longer a problem for the young lady."

  Chapter 102

  My words trailed off, and I tightly closed my eyes, silently stretching out my hand to pull at my own sleeve.

  If it were him, after seeing, would he understand, and would he still be nostalgic for the past, while all I want is to live freely.

  However, before I could even touch his sleeve, a loud "slap" echoed through the air as he delivered a heavy slap to my face, stopping me dead in my tracks and nearly knocking me off balance.

  Since I can remember, I have never heard a harsh word from him, but now the one who is hitting me is actually him.

  Everyone in the hall, including Da Duguang, was stunned by this sudden change and fell silent.

  Nan Chengyao's face turned iron-green, with a hint of pale white. As the third prince of the Southern Dynasty, he had probably killed countless people, but beating someone up, and that someone being a woman, was likely a first for him in his life.

  But it turned out to be me.

  "Who gave you permission to mention that name? Get out."

  He didn't even wait for me to react, and impatiently instructed Qin An, who was waiting in the house: "Send her back, without my permission, don't let her take a step out of Guimeng Pavilion."

  Qin An stepped forward and said expressionlessly: "Let's go, Princess."

  I slowly stood up straight and gazed coldly at Nan Chengyao for a long time.

  Not saying another word, he turned and left.

  Qin An escorted me back to the Gu Mo Pavilion. I looked at him and asked, word by word: "Does General Manager Qin really plan to confine me here from now on?"

  Qin An's face showed a difficult expression: "Wang Fei, actually Your Highness..."

  I interrupted him wearily: "Just tell me yes or no."

  Qin An fell silent for a moment, then nodded.

  I burst out laughing, and he bowed deeply to me: "Please believe the princess, no matter what the prince does, it's all for the sake of the princess. The pain in the prince's heart won't be less than half of the princess's."

  "He's also in pain, but he's still heartless." I closed my eyes: "He doesn't want this child either, is he also thinking of me?"

  Having said that, I didn't wait for Qin An's reaction and got up straight to walk towards the inner room.

  It was just a guess, and there's no certainty, but it can't be denied that this idea truly existed in my mind, so I almost unconsciously blurted it out.

  I remember every word you said on that day, Chunjie.

  I still remember the way he looked when he mentioned Sangmu Qing making him swear, that kind of bone-piercing despair and helplessness, how could it be fake?

  He loves her so much, how can he bear not to agree with her. Since he is willing to follow her will and serve Nan Chongyue, what reason does he have to harm me? If it's Sang Muqing's intention, why bother going through all the trouble on Fang Zi's side, wanting to get rid of the child without harming my life.

  I couldn't help but think that this might be South Chengyao's intention, although I couldn't figure out the reason why he did so.

  Is it just because this child's body inevitably inherited the bloodline he didn't want to inherit?

  Is it just because Du Ruyin is already pregnant that he doesn't care anymore?

  A sharp pain rose uncontrollably from deep within me. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and forced myself to stop thinking about it.

  Nowadays, what I want to think about and what I want to do is just to rescue her.

  But he didn't even let me leave the Mo Ge Pavilion, did he also think that I wouldn't give up? Then, what should I do now?

  I pressed my chest with my hand, taking slow breaths one by one, but it still hurt and I almost couldn't breathe.

  But I couldn't, I still can't fall down, or else how could I watch him get into trouble with my own eyes.

  Suddenly, a hand grasped my wrist and a thin silver needle accurately pierced my Yangchi acupoint, relieving the pain bit by bit.

  She glared at me with disgust, dressed in a white dress: "I hate your half-dead appearance the most. If you can't take care of yourself, why not just die and get it over with? Staying in this world will only drag others down!"

  I whispered a thank you, closed my tired eyes, and when I opened them again, I didn't expect that I still had to take this step.

  "Lingmou girl, I want to ask you for a favor." I looked at her and spoke softly.

  She sneered and laughed: "It's not even evening yet, how can the princess start talking about dreams?"

  I didn't bother to respond to her sarcastic remarks and continued on my own: "In the past, when I was in Evil Doctor Valley, Mr. Su taught me a pill formula called 'Pihang Shengxiang'. After taking it, one can stop breathing for a whole day and night, their body becomes stiff, just like death. However, after a day and night, the effect of the medicine will naturally dissipate, and the person who took it will be no different from normal people. Although I know how to prepare it, I've never tried it before. I need to be absolutely sure, and I don't have time to slowly experiment, so I want to ask for Miss Lianmò's help."

  "Do you want to use this 'Pihang Shengxiang' on Murong Liu?" Lianmiao looked at me with a smile that was not quite a smile: "I have the medicine pill on my body, no need to go and prepare it——but I seem to have heard just now that the Third Princess can't even leave Guimeng Pavilion from now on. Even if we get the medicine, how can we deliver it to the heavily guarded Tianlao death prisoner?"

  "In the middle of the bedroom on the third floor of Qian Tian Ju, next to a sandalwood bed, there is a hidden compartment. Inside the hidden compartment, there are two more secret layers. In the second layer, there is a token that allows the prince to pass through. With this token, you can easily enter the heavenly prison."

  I took a deep breath and looked at Ling Wu: "I need your help, girl. Get this token and disguise yourself as a man in the name of the Third Prince to visit Murong Liu in the Heavenly Prison. Tell him that the Third Prince is thinking of him since he made contributions in the battle against the Northern Barbarians, so he sent someone to escort him on his last journey. I will write a note for you, please find an opportunity to give it to Liu along with 'Petal Fragrance', and after he reads it, he will understand what to do."

  Liu Mo followed Su Xiu for many years, and his medical skills and martial arts were all personally taught by him. His disguise technique was even more magical.

  Su Xiu had once said that if she left Yao Sheng, she would start her own sect in the Jianghu and wouldn't be any worse than Chun Yu Fei or Xiao Sheng Yin. She had also meant to let her go, but Liu Mu refused to leave no matter what.

  Now that things have come to this, I can only pin my hopes on her and believe she'll be able to do it. Even if Nan Xiangyao hadn't confined me, the bulge in my belly would still be impossible to conceal my identity, and I'd still need her help.

  But I'm very clear about her dislike for me all along, how could she easily agree to help me?

  As expected, Lian Mo sneered and opened his mouth: "The Third Princess thinks it's pretty good, but why should I help you?"

  I slowly and persistently opened my mouth: "Of course, I have no way to force you, Miss. What I want to let you know is that if something happens to me, then living alone in this world would be meaningless."

  "What's it to me whether you live or die?" Ling Mo sneered again.

  I took a deep breath: "It's nothing, miss. You can still escape and return to Evil Doctor Valley unharmed. I just don't know what you'll say to Mr. Su."

  She looked at me coldly, her voice as chilly as frost: "Are you threatening me?"

  I lowered my eyelids and spoke softly: "Sorry, I just want to live with you."

  "The three princesses seem to have forgotten that the third prince is a formidable figure, and his bedroom is not a place where others can enter at will. Moreover, they still want to obtain the imperial edict. Furthermore, isn't the princess afraid that the emperor will not be satisfied, and must slash a hundred thousand knives on Murong's dead body before stopping?" Her speech became faster and faster, her voice cold and sharp.

  "That's my business." I slowly closed my eyes: "No matter what method is used, tonight, I will hold down the three princes, and the rest of the people, I think, are not a problem for the young lady."

  Still remember the shocking swan's reflection (harem)