Chapter Thirty-Eight Must Face

  "We request an audience with Your Majesty!"

  The dragon carriage of the emperor and the horse-drawn carriage returning to the mansion had just arrived, and Liuying immediately came forward to pay her respects. It turned out that she had been waiting at the gate for Mu Beichen's return!

  "The princess doesn't need to be polite, get up!" Murong Feng immediately walked towards the inner courtyard.

  "Your Highness!" Liu Ying softly called out, looking at Mu Beichen, her smile immediately freezing on her face.

  In front of the magnificent carriage, Mu Beichen was helping Xia Tong down from the vehicle, his expression focused and gentle.

  Turning around, Mu Beichen's footsteps paused, and his gaze at Liu Ying had a hint of complexity, but he grasped Xia Tong's hand even tighter. Pulling her along, "Yinger, let's go into the manor! The sun is too strong outside!"

  Liu Ying didn't respond, she stared fixedly at the two tightly clasped hands, a hazy mist welling up in her eyes, her frail body seeming to be scorched by the scorching sun!

  That delicate appearance made Xia Tong feel a hint of reluctance in her heart, as if she had taken something that someone else cherished.

  "Oriole..."

  "Your Highness, it's getting late, I'll go in first!" Xia Tong interrupted Mo Bei Chen's words and said as she tried to pry open his tightly clasped hand.

  At this moment, she was eagerly expecting his next words, yet afraid to face them, wavering in her heart with a sudden urge to run away!

  He clenched his fists even tighter than before, still refusing to let go.

  Xiatong felt a warm feeling in her heart, and whether she stayed or left was no longer important. She looked up at him: "Chen, let go quickly!"

  "Don't go, there are some things you have to listen to!" Mu Beichen said, and with a wave of his hand, Xia Tong's entire body immediately stumbled forward.

  A strong hand held her in place, trapping her by his side, looking at Liuying without any evasion: "Yinger, I don't want to deceive you, nor do I want to escape..."

  "You..." Mu Bei Chen's words were left unspoken, as Liu Ying's pale face suddenly changed, looking at him with a body that swayed slightly, then covering her chest, her eyebrows furrowed together in pain, and she bent down.

  "Your Highness!" The maid beside her cried out and hastily went to support her.

  "Ying'er!" Mu Beichen's face changed as he let go of Xiaotong's hand, taking a step forward anxiously and supporting Ying'e's body with one arm, gently stroking her back. His brow furrowed as he shouted at the stunned maid beside him: "Hurry up and invite Doctor Chen over!"

  Ya Huan left, Liu Ying leaned into Mu Bei Chen's arms, her face pale, covering her chest and panting softly, her eyes fixed on Xia Tong with a gaze that was both gentle and determined.

  The hand that was loosened **in the air, as if it had nowhere to fall, gave off a faint coolness. The chest, which had just been filled with happiness, seemed to have something taken away from it, leaving an empty and hollow feeling. Amidst the sweetness, a thread of bitterness suddenly surged up.

  "Women, she's fine now, let's go into the mansion!" The wandering hand was instantly enveloped in a soft palm, and Xia Tong turned back to see Mu Beichuan looking at her with an exceptionally clear gaze, but on his childish face was an uncharacteristically solemn expression.

  A warmth in her heart, Xia Tong looked at him with gratitude, then smiled and pinched his tender little face, saying: "Can't you behave normally for once, like a child?"

  His face turned red, he shifted his body to the side, dodging Xia Tong's hand that was reaching out to pinch his cheek again. He looked at her with a slightly furrowed brow: "Woman, you're too presumptuous!"

  Xia Tong still held her hand, but with a red face, she avoided Mu Beichuan from afar and nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, next time I'll definitely pay attention, change sides and pinch!"

  "Women!" Mu Beichuan shouted angrily.

  "Words!"

  "Hmm!" Xia Tong turned her head and immediately saw Mu Bei Chen hugging Liu Ying, looking at her with a very apologetic expression, "Ying'er's heartache has relapsed..."

  "The princess's illness is urgent, you'd better go quickly, delaying the diagnosis won't be good!" Xiaotong said with a smile, gently pushing him to indicate that she was fine.

  Mu Beichen glanced at her and eventually left with Liu Ying in his arms!

  "Silly woman! You're stupid to death, didn't you see her pretending to be ill?" The little brat suddenly said coldly.