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"This... Your Highness, what do you think? " Seeing that Mu Bingyue agreed without hesitation, Ke Dunyan felt that it was not very reliable and asked Xing Ang.

Mu Bingyue also looked at Xing Ang, wanting to see how he would respond.

"This is This King's woman. Whatever she says, it represents This King's meaning." He stood up and walked to Mu Bingyue's side. He held her hand and made her hide behind him, blocking Ke Dunyan's greedy and naked gaze as if they were declaring their own sovereignty. He slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "Rest assured, your highness is a guest who has come from afar. We will do everything we can."

Seeing Xing Ang say this, he immediately understood what he meant. He couldn't help but laugh a few times, and then said with a teasing tone: "Your Highness, why are you so nervous, I, Ke Dunyan, have a lot of women. If Your Highness really likes them, then so what if I give them to you?"

Xing Ang also laughed along: "If you really want to thank the prince for his good intentions, then I will be busy investigating the culprit. Catch him and we will take our leave!"

As he said that, he pulled Mu Bingyue along and walked outside without waiting for Ke Dunyan to say anything.

Even when he got on the carriage, he did not say a word, as if he was very unhappy.

"What is it? Are you angry? " Mu Bingyue couldn't help but ask as the carriage drove away. She looked up and saw him leaning against the wall of the carriage with his eyes closed. He didn't seem to have any intentions of talking to Mu Bingyue.

Mu Bingyue could not help but laugh bitterly. "Are you really angry?"

"What do you think?" Xing Ang's eyebrows slowly opened up.

"About that, why would I agree …"

"That Ke Dunyan, he clearly told you that he was very flowery, but looking at you like this, don't you know how to avoid him? If you dare to do this again, bring me a veil and don't let anyone look at you! " Mu Bingyue had just started her sentence when she was interrupted by Xing Ang. He seemed to be rather impatient and couldn't help but say in a low voice.

"…" Wasn't she blaming him for agreeing to Ke Dunyan to investigate that woman's purpose without his permission and take revenge for his child?

Xing Ang cast a sidelong glance at Mu Bingyue as if he completely understood what she meant. He snorted lightly and said coldly, "As for the urgent matter of agreeing to take revenge on behalf of This King … This King knows that you were concerned about me and wanted me to perform meritorious services in front of father, right? "

Mu Bingyue was startled for a moment before she hurriedly nodded and said, "Your Highness is wise."

"Ugh …" "Since you already have me in your heart, let's just forget about this matter. Just remember, if there is someone who is looking at you next time, even if you don't gouge out his eyes, you must at least avoid it." Xing Ang actually said it very seriously.

This man likes to be jealous?

Mu Bingyue smiled wryly before nodding her head. She looked at Xing Ang seriously and promised him, "Ok."

Xing Ang saw that she agreed so earnestly, so he nodded slowly and said seriously, "If that's the case …" Forget it. "

He seemed to have calmed down as he slowly moved to Mu Bingyue's side. He stretched out his large, rough palm, grabbed one of Mu Bingyue's small hands and held it in his palm as he played with it.

Mu Bingyue's fingers were round and white, soft and tender, and cool. She felt comfortable holding them in her hands.

He pinched Mu Bingyue so hard that she was sweating. She would wipe her sweat off occasionally, but she didn't dare to move recklessly either.

This man, the more you refuse, the more he'll take an inch from you.

"Hey, where are you taking me?" After the carriage had moved for a while, Mu Bingyue felt that it was a little strange that the curtain of the carriage was occasionally lifted and the scene was not one of Mu Family returning.

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