No pop-up ads, so refreshing! Thanks for your support! Sounds good to me ^_^... Chapter 103

  "Miss, are you sure it's okay for you to stay here alone?" Shu Ying looked at me with concern.

  "It's nothing, I just want to be alone for a while. You can go to Hua Yi's place and sleep there tonight, and also let the servants in my bedroom leave." I said softly, rubbing my tired eyebrows.

  She looked at me like this and didn't dare say anything else, nodded and took the little maids down.

  Ling Miao coldly smiled at me: "The princess is indeed good at acting, wasn't the weak and frail appearance you showed in front of the young master before also an act?"

  I didn't notice the disgust and sarcasm in her words, I just looked at her lightly and said: "I don't want to say thank you, but Miss's kindness, Murong Qing will always remember it in his heart. Although Miss doesn't care about it, from now on, only if Miss speaks out, whatever I can do, Murong Qing will never refuse."

  "Murong Qing?" Lian Mo smiled: "She's long dead, who can I ask to fulfill it? Is the princess pretending to be Murong Qing and forgetting herself, or is she playing a word game with me, making an eternal promise that will never be fulfilled?"

  I stiffened for a moment, closed my eyes, and then slowly opened my mouth to say: "Whether it's Murong Qing or Ning Yuxuan, neither of them will forget their promise to the young lady."

  "What if I asked you to never see the young master again?" she smiled and asked.

  I took a deep breath and then said: "If this is the return you want me to give, I promise you, as long as nothing goes wrong."

  Liu Mo's smile suddenly turned cold: "In your heart, even Murong Liu is more important than the young master?"

  I didn't know how to respond, and she didn't wait for my reaction either. She said coldly: "The Third Princess owes me a promise, remember that I will come back to collect it one day. And if the princess can't hold on to the Third Prince, or if the Emperor insists on cutting off Mu Rong's head with a hundred knives to satisfy his anger, then don't blame me for taking care of the young master too."

  She finished speaking, turned around and left, her cold figure quickly disappearing into the night.

  The gate closed again, I sat quietly, watching the sky get darker and darker. I got up and poured the prepared wine on the window sill of the bedroom, then threw down the brightly lit red candle.

  Good wine will ferment on its own accord; a small spark can ignite a prairie fire.

  Nan Chengyao's various performances in the Si Yu Xuan, and deliberately confining me to the Gui Mo Pavilion, already imply that he has made up his mind not to help Rong, and even won't let me have a chance to get involved in Rong's affairs.

  In that case, if I simply invite him over, he may not see me, so this might be my only way out.

  I was actually gambling, betting that he cared about me, betting that he didn't want to give up on this child, betting that my original guess was wrong.

  Even if I lose the gamble, it won't be a crushing defeat.

  According to his words, he still needs me to continue bearing the name of the three princesses in order to win over the hearts of the people. In that case, he will absolutely not let me die easily.

  I covered my mouth and nose with a gauze soaked in clean water, while stretching out my left hand to stroke my abdomen.

  My child, I once vowed that no one would ever have the chance to hurt him in the slightest, but now it is I who has put him in harm's way.

  Although I had previously asked Liao Mo to help me stabilize the fetus, and I also prepared enough clean water and gauze in the room to avoid inhaling too much smoke which is not good for the child, however, I still couldn't take good care of him.

  The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and the noisy and frightened voices outside the door came intermittently.

  "The princess is still inside, hurry up and save the princess..."

  "...now it's burned like this, can't get in anymore, can only try to put out the fire..."

  "...Go and inform His Highness the Third Prince..."

  I slowly closed my eyes. The big fire in Guimoge should attract the attention of the entire Sanwangfu, and it should be easier for Liuyue to get the token.

  Only I don't know if he will come and how long I have to wait again?

  Even with my mouth and nose covered, the thick smoke still made me tear up uncontrollably, coughing painfully again and again.

  I used all my strength to keep myself conscious and clear-headed, enduring the high temperature and the approaching flames.

  Then I saw him, wrapped in a wet blanket, coming from the midst of the raging fire, getting closer and closer.

  The water droplets on his hair fell onto my face, the smoke was thick and heavy, I couldn't see his appearance, nor could I open my mouth to speak, all I knew was that he tightly wrapped the wet blanket around me, then hugged me and dodged the collapsing pillars, leaping out of the window sealed by flames.

  He pressed my face into his chest, I couldn't see anything, all I could hear was the sound of the wind.

  Closed his eyes, it was powerless, and also didn't know how to face it.

  If I were sober, what should I say to him and how could I keep him from leaving?

  There are many things I dare not say, and there are many things he won't believe.

  So I could only close my eyes and pretend to have lost consciousness.

  He carried me to the side hall of the Returning Ink Pavilion, and Su Ying's sobbing echoed in my ears. I knew she must have been frightened out of her wits, but I couldn't open my mouth to comfort her.

  "Your Highness, why not let Shu Ying help the princess change first to avoid her catching a chill? Your clothes are also soaked through. Xun Yun has already brought over some new ones, I'll help you change into them." Xun Yun said softly as she followed closely behind us.

  I felt that my body was carefully placed on the kang, and then Yu Yin accompanied by a few maidservants helped me change out of the clothes that had been soaked through by the quilt.

  Then there were footsteps, and I leaned into a warm chest once again.

  Someone gently wiped my face with a warm towel, and someone else took my pulse by lightly grasping my wrist. Throughout the process, I leaned against Nan Chengyao's chest, and Chun Yu's voice rang out.

  Luckily she covered her mouth and nose, so nothing big happened. Chun Yu loosened his grip and continued: "However, the body of the third princess was originally weak. From the pulse, it can be seen that her emotions have been fluctuating greatly recently. If this continues, not only will the child be in danger, but she herself will also be in danger."

  "I'm still saying the same thing." After a long while, Nan Chengyao's voice slowly rose up, as dark and deep as night.

  Chun Yu's expression was tinged with a hint of mockery as he said, "With the Third Prince's words, when the time comes and I take away the child, don't blame me again, Your Highness."

  It wasn't until much later that Nan Chengyao spoke up again, only two words, sinking into indifference: "Won't."

  I almost used all my willpower to control myself from trembling, but I couldn't stop it, and the increasingly severe chill spread from the bottom of my heart.

  However, I couldn't do anything, and could only soften my body, leaning against his chest, letting his hands stroke my long hair one by one.

  Chun Yu Yi left, he sat up straight, as if wanting to put me down and get off the couch.

  I took a deep breath in silence, relaxed my body, and followed his movements, as if unconscious, and leaned closer to his chest.

  I felt his body stiffen and then slowly relax, leaning back against the pillow, still holding me, his breathing softening into silence.

  Time passed bit by bit, although I closed my eyes, but I didn't dare let myself fall asleep, I don't know if he was still awake.

  It wasn't long before the door was opened without any reserve, and then Ling Mo's voice rang out with a hint of sarcasm and laughter: "The princess is indeed capable, able to drag the third prince down to this point! Here, third prince, your token, returned to you——"

  Still remember the shocking swan's reflection (harem)