C4 Floral Odour

The fragrance of osmanthus flowers drifted in from outside the window, it was just a breeze that carried a faint scent, and there was another person in the room that did not make a sound. If it wasn't for the sound of gently cleaning up from time to time, the dried wood would have completely ignored this person. Every step from the beggar to the princess of the underworld was full of fantasy. Such an extreme change was unbelievable, but the truth was that she had already been inside the mansion in just a short month, but … This wasn't the life she wanted. If she could have wished for a small manor, an occasional variety of plants and flowers, a quiet life by herself, or a few beggars to be able to read and write, then … How good.

When she could get up, the two maidservants had disappeared. The kitchen had already prepared the food, and everything needed to be packed had already been cleaned up, including the room. Just as she was about to turn around and return to her room, a bloody smell suddenly came from the air, carrying the faint scent of osmanthus flowers. Suddenly, her eyes became sharp, and she did not turn around, only stopping in her tracks.

"Don't move!" As expected, just as she was about to close the door, a strange smell intruded into the room, a very strong smell of blood. A silver dagger was pressed against her neck, but she didn't have a weapon on her body, at most she was just a dart given by an unknown person that night.

"You're hurt." As he listened to the hoarse voice, mixed in with the sound of the wind outside, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unspeakable strangeness.

"I don't have any medicine here." Lin Sanjiu waited for a while, but the person behind her still did not put down her dagger. She was not allowed to move, and her body that had just recovered from the illness was still weak. She just stood on the ground for a while and felt uncomfortable.

"Underworld Princess?" The man finally spoke, but completely ignored the wounds on his body. Hearing the words "Underworld King's Consort," Qian Mu suddenly laughed derisively.

"Look …" Do I look like the princess? " Was it for Ming Ruo Fan? He directly mentioned the name of the princess. If he were to lose his life here today, it would be all for the sake of that unknown title of princess of the underworld.

"Cut the crap, go sit over there, don't make a sound!" Qian Mu moved his lips helplessly and sat down obediently on the side. Only then did he see the wounds on the man's body, and his abdomen was dripping with blood, like a small hole in a spring. A few scenes flashed across Qian Mu's mind, and he felt a dizziness and pain on his forehead. Why? Why would he have such thoughts?

"Is there any place to hide here?" The man noticed her fixated gaze and covered his face. Under the candlelight, his expression made it difficult to see clearly. However, his eyes, which were sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, looked extremely eye-catching.

"I advise you to leave as soon as possible. There's someone watching outside, and before long, Ming Ruo Fan will bring some people over. You should tie up the wound and apply some medicine to stop the bleeding as soon as possible, otherwise your life will be in danger." The wound did not seem big, as if it was caused by an arrow or a spear. However, it was difficult to see clearly through the dry wood of his clothes.

Hearing his words, the man looked over to Qian Mu. Qian Mu met Qian Mu's gaze without fear. It was full of charm, and it made Qian Mu feel a little dizzy. "Who is it …" So similar? She couldn't remember anything that happened when she was young. To be exact, she didn't have any recollection of what happened before she was ten years old, especially the fact that she knew poetry, could read painting, and even more strange, she knew martial arts. This kind of thing made her constantly ponder what had happened to her before she was ten years old, but to no avail.

"Hurry up and leave, the wall at the back goes all the way to the back of the mountain, you have to be careful there …" There could be wolves in there. " She didn't even notice how the familiar eyes had formed, but those eyes had left a deep impression in her mind, and she couldn't remember who it was. In her unconscious state, she held the man's hand and walked her to the back wall, and she didn't notice that the man was staring at her back and the hand that was holding his wrist. His slender white hand was stained with blood, which made him look especially charming in the moonlight.

"Wait, you … Stab me, or I'll be in trouble. " The footsteps outside were getting louder and louder, as if a lot of people were coming. It didn't matter who this man in black was, if he escaped from his place unharmed, then he would not be able to escape death.

"Consider it as me owing you a favor. If you have something to say, just say it. If you can do it, I will naturally do it for you." It was still a hoarse voice, but the strange thing was that the smell of blood on his body was always tinged with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. As he spoke, he lightly slashed his dagger against Lin Mu's shoulder to master the strength.

"Wait …" If you can, remember to save me. " That night, he still couldn't forget it even after a long time had passed. Her eyes were filled with sincerity and pleading that contained too much meaning. At that time, he had always been regretting that he didn't take her that night, so they wouldn't have to suffer so much in the future.

The man nodded his head and disappeared into the night. The cold wind blew, bringing with it the fragrance of osmanthus, and the tip of the dried wood moved his nose, and he pressed a hand to the bloody area on his shoulder and took a few steps towards the front of the house. Luckily, the flowers and plants on the back wall were messy, and they could buy him some time.

"We... Did you know each other since childhood? " Qian Mu looked at the back wall as he fell and sat at the door. His clothes were soaked in red from the blood on his shoulders. When she cried out for help, his eyes instantly turned cold. A few torches appeared in front of him and he clenched his teeth as he propped himself up.

"Yes …" "The black clothed man." She looked very weak and smiled wryly in her heart. Her body was indeed very weak at the moment, and she had just caught a cold. Now, not only was she blowing cold air again, but she was also injured.

The black wolf moved closer and surrounded her, and in the end, the white fang appeared before her eyes. Qian Mu was a bit scared, but he clenched his bloody fist tightly. She was afraid that if she took a step back, the wolf would pounce on her. There were wolves in the Mansion of the Nether King, and the howls he heard outside of the stone house that night were real. Thinking about that, a hint of fear flashed across his eyes when he looked at Ming Ruo Fan.

"Xia Zhen, tell the doctor to give the wangfei a good look. Ah Da, chase after him!" As soon as the voice of Ah Da fell, Black Wolf rushed into the house and brushed past the dried wood, making sure not to make a sound. Facing Ming Ruo Fan's cold face, the dried wood raised its bloody finger and pointed towards the back of the wall, and almost at the same time, the black wolf came out of the room and ran in the same direction as her finger. Finally, this move, caused Ming Ro Fan to look at her with less coldness, but she also knew … His future path seemed to be even more difficult.

She wanted to see it clearly, but she could not capture any of the images. Suddenly, she saw a pair of eyes that looked extremely similar to that black-clothed man's, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. When she sat up, her hand was on her forehead, and she discovered that she was sweating profusely. Outside was a dark night, and the candle flame had just burned halfway through, so it should have just passed, right?

He didn't remember when he fell asleep again, but when he woke up, he felt that something was wrong under his body. He seemed to be moving, swaying a little.

"Pain?" Tears welled up in his eyes as he held his forehead and gritted his teeth. It was so painful! A voice sounded from the top of his head. It was still as reserved as if it were made of gold, and it still carried a hint of coldness.

"Your Highness, where are we?" Lin Mu Mu looked around and knew that this was a carriage, but where were they going?

"Take care of yourself." After experiencing the stimulation of the past few days, she already knew that this was not a person that should be trifled with, especially... We can't disobey him.

The wound on her shoulder still hurt a little, but it was still recovering slowly. She rubbed against the window, and seeing that Minlur didn't have any reaction, she rubbed against the window again, and carefully lifted the curtain with her finger. Looking outside, there was no sign of human life, so she frowned.

"Sleep." Ming Ruofan gave Qian Mu an order. Qian Mu looked at him, and finally closed the curtain. He leaned against the side and closed his eyes, not knowing what he was going to do.