C10 Nightfall

In the misty autumn rain, there was a man wearing black tights looking at the second floor of the inn. His eyes were sharp as he placed his hands behind his back, and after a long time, he touched his chest with one hand and closed his eyes.

The room was not a big bed, which was enough for the two of them to lie down side by side. A screen separated the room from the room, and inside was a large bath barrel, as early as when he went upstairs, the guard beside Ming Ruofan had already prepared a baby, ordering people to heat up the water, while Qian Mu stood by the window, watching Ming Rufan calmly sit at the table, pouring tea for himself, enjoying the contrast between the room and the simple and crude wood. She wasn't born that way. If he wasn't a favoured prince who stood above all others, if their relationship didn't come from such a reason, then perhaps she really would be moved by such a man, even if he seemed cold and unfeeling.

Looking out of the window, the silhouette of the man in black suddenly appeared in her mind. The fragrance of the osmanthus flower was very familiar, but she did not have any memory of it, and that inexplicable feeling was too strange. The man appeared again today, and she did not know where he was going next, but what she knew now was that this trip was definitely not a simple one.

"Madam, I am calling you." He heard a voice calling his thoughts, and when he turned his head around, he saw Ming Ruo Fan's face, which seemed to radiate even more coldness. He saw Lin Fan lowering his head out of habit, pretending to be respectful, and was used to lowering his head not because of his cowardice, but because of a natural reaction that had been there for a long time. Old Qi said that her eyes were always filled with a stubbornness and tenacity that made people want to conquer her, and that her previous status didn't deserve that kind of expression, nor could it protect her self-esteem. Since then, when she begged, when she was talking to others, or even when she used to lowering her head to hide her emotions.

"Go take a bath." She looked at him and didn't even say a word, feeling even more dissatisfied, but she could only spit out three words with a cold face, before lowering her head and continuing to read. When she saw that he had a book in his hand, she could only send the guards out of the room, biting her lips, then she turned around and walked into the room with her clothes off, her body feeling uncomfortable the moment she touched the hot water, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The hand that was holding the book stopped for a moment when it heard the involuntary moan from the inner room, then it flipped to the next page, only to find the page extremely wrinkled in an instant. Although the face was cold, there was a burning sensation flowing in the body, and the familiar feeling of restlessness in his lower abdomen transmitted to his brain.

"Prince?" Lin Mu stopped washing the water. He subconsciously curled up his body, not being able to see what was happening outside the screen. However, his hearing was very sharp. He was trying to suppress his breathing and listen to what was happening outside.

"Continue." Ming Ruofan looked at the screen, then sat back down on the chair. He pursed his lips, looking down.

"Your Highness, how long are we leaving the capital this time?" In the silence of the room, there was only the sound of water. It was so quiet that it made people panic, especially when it came to his husband. Now that there was only a screen separating them, this kind of silence always made Qian Mu nervous.

"Don't ask about what you don't know." She also knew that she shouldn't know, shouldn't ask more, but she was somehow brought out. Furthermore, on the first day she met with an accident, not only did she get injured, she also lost her body, no matter how one thought about it, she felt uncomfortable.

"If you don't ask, then don't ask." Lin Sanjiu mumbled to herself softly, but she kept pushing harder. The sound of water became louder and louder. As she listened to the sound, she felt the depression in her chest dissipate. She didn't ask for the reason.

His body still carried a peculiar discomfort. The two didn't mention anything about what happened last night, but that sort of indelible ambiguous feeling would always pervade the surroundings when they were alone in the same space, especially now … After bathing, the two of them had the same smell of soap.

"To the couch." Ming Ruo Fan looked at the motionless Qian Mu, and frowned. He didn't have much of an expression on his face, except for his ice-cold eyes.

"Then... One bed... Me, I can sleep on the ground, but it's not too cold in the fall right now. " The bed that was not considered spacious, if two people were to sleep on it, they would definitely come into contact with each other. Although she did not mention yesterday's incident, although it looked like it was nothing on the surface, only she knew that she did care, as she was a woman after all, and it was her first time experiencing human rights, so she could not resist. However, at the same time that she accepted her fate, Qian Mu did not want her to suffer too much.

"You seem to have forgotten who your grandpa is?" When she saw that he was about to lie on the ground with the quilt, she instantly let out a cold air and violently pushed him onto the bed. She pressed her face close to him and used one hand to hold her chin, secretly exerting her strength.

Although Qian Mu usually looked as if he was obedient, his stubbornness was still hidden in his bones. The unconcealable backbone in the eyes of the Netherworld Udumbara Flower made him want to crush this person and beat out her proud backbone.

"Your Highness …" Can you let me go? "Shoulder pain …" The weight of his body was definitely not light, making it difficult for her to breathe. At the same time, what made her even more embarrassed was that the warm and familiar breath of Ming Ruo Fan was sprayed on her face, fusing with his breath.

Facing Qian Mu's low posture, the tacit understanding of the situation remained the same. The cold expression didn't change at all. The handsome face gradually lowered. Facing the distress in the eyes of Qian Mu, the handsome face seemed to show some ridicule.

"Let go?" He repeated the words in her words with a sense of coercion, and it seemed that he had seen through her intentions. When the tip of their noses touched, her beautiful, tender lips curled into a thin line, and her eyebrows furrowed, he would never waste his time admiring the beauty of a woman. Suddenly, he felt like he couldn't tear his eyes away from her.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Ming Ruo Fan looked at Qian Mu deeply, and got up in an instant. Qian Mu was about to stand up, but his shoulder was still pressed down by his big palm.

"Sleep." Seeing the look in Qian Mu's eyes, Ming Ruofan's cold lips uttered two words emotionlessly. He no longer paid any attention to Qian Mu, as if the previous ambiguous feeling between them had never happened.

Although she did not miss a single sound, she was disappointed that aside from the sound of his footsteps and door closing, there was only her own breathing in the room. After listening for a long time, Qian Mu stood up, tidied up his clothes, and was about to open the door to take a look, when suddenly, he smelled a fragrance, which was very faint. He looked at the steaming cup of tea on the table.

In fact, it was because she was attracted by his actions in the beginning, she did not expect him to use the heat from the tea to make the drug. The drug with the faint aroma of the tea had already been effective since she entered the room, although its effect was very slow, but its effect was the best.

He picked up the person on the ground, but there was no heat coming from the corner of his mouth and his eyes. However, the moment he put down the log and turned around, his body paused for a moment, and then he took two steps back, covered her up, and left again.

"Where is this place?" When he woke up again, he felt dizzy and numb pain in his head. The environment in front of him was neither the carriage nor the inn, and in his mind, he saw a scene from before he fainted. He turned his stiff neck and looked at the man beside him that reeked of blood.

"Since you're awake, wake up." When Ming Ruo Fan heard the voice coming from beside her, she shifted her gaze from the book. She glanced at Qian Mu, but didn't look at him again.