Chapter 4: The Abduction Storm

  However, Mo Mo did not receive Li Si Xing's familiar gaze that night. Instead, Lian Yue noticed that Mo Mo's gaze at Li Si Xing was a bit off and hastily interrupted their "exchange of loving glances". She said to Li Si Xing, "For now, Qian Yi is not suitable to be the master of Fei Long Tang, let Bai Bin take over temporarily. Let's talk about it again when Qian Yi recovers. What do you think?"

  "All right, then inform Bai Bin to take over Fei Long Tang immediately and investigate the whereabouts of Su Lao Tan's daughter." Li Si Xing said after finishing speaking, looked at Mo Mo, then turned to Lian Yue and said "Lian Tang Zhu, what to do with Mo Mo? Won't let him continue being a young master? Or hand him over to my Wu Zhong Tang?"

  Lian Yue's thoughts turned and she said, "The interrogation is at Fei Long Tang, right?"

  "Qianyi is not suitable for interrogation now, and Bai Bin has just taken over, so it's best to hand it over to me." Li Sixing didn't wait for Lian Yue's agreement before pulling Mu Mu's arm and disappearing in front of Lian Yue.

  Lian Yue watched as they disappeared into the distance, her brow furrowed and eyes narrowed. "Hmph, Mo Mo's skills still need me to teach?"

  A few days later, Bai Bin found out that the daughter of the old master was actually the current queen.

  Nameless Cold Moon Hall

  "Are you really going to teach Mo personally?" Han Lin lay on the chaise longue, playing with his hair. In his heart, he thought: Let me teach Mo instead.

  "I had this intention a long time ago, but previously, my senior brother didn't allow me to teach Mo Mo. Now I'm just waiting for Mo Mo to speak up and tell me, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, Mo Mo can't be handed over to you, otherwise, there won't be an extra place in this Cold Moon Hall for a second Han Lin!" Lian Yue stared at the paper in her hand without lifting her head, her eyebrows furrowed.

  "What's wrong, that our Master Lian's eyebrows are almost furrowed to nothing?" He got up and came to Lian Yue's desk, pulled out the paper, and saw that it was written: Tomorrow is the princess's wedding.

  "Really...it's..." Han Lin looked at Lian Yue, "There isn't enough time, that's the princess's sedan chair! You have to think carefully!" He stuffed the paper back into Lian Yue's hand. Then he turned around and lay down on the chair.

  "Is that the only way to make Su Manran appear?" Jian Yue seemed to have made a very big decision. He slapped the paper on the desk, "Han Lin, go and inform Qian Yi and Li Si Xing."

  "Think about it, you two. By doing this, you're putting yourselves on the opposite side of the imperial court. No matter what the outcome is, someone will come forward to take the blame. And that person won't be either of them!" Han Lin said seriously to Lian Yue.

  "You go call him." Jianyue didn't say another word.

  "No need. We've heard." Pushing the door open, Qianyi and Li Sixing both looked at Jianyue. "Yue, this decision was made by us three. If anything happens, we'll face it together." Qianyi had walked out of his sorrow from losing his father and had restored his usual mischievous appearance.

  When Lian Yue returned to the bedroom from the Cold Moon Hall, she saw me. "Mo Mo?" She quickly walked over and sat down beside me. "Has Li Si Xing sent you back?" Hiding her own fatigue, she warmly smiled at Mo Mo. Sometimes, Mo Mo would have the illusion that Lian Yue was her real mother. Just like now, Mo Mo unconsciously leaned into her, snuggling up against her body, and absorbing the warmth.

  "Mo Mo" is embracing me tightly, thinking of Mo Mo's name.

  "Auntie" Momo rubbed against her neck, "Can you teach me kung fu?"

  "Okay, you can learn anytime, tell Auntie what you want to learn."

  They chatted like a mother and son, laughing and smiling. But who would have thought that such a scene was seen by Li Guan Shi of Wu Zhong Tang. Soon it spread that Han Lin had fallen out of favor because Lian Yue had taken a liking to Mo Mo. So Mo Mo fought with people who called her a male concubine, whether behind her back or to her face, and was covered in bruises every day.

  Such days came to an end because of one thing.

  Flying Dragon Hall Basement

  "What a beauty, left untouched, what a pity." Liu Guan Shi of Fei Long Tang looked at Xing Ru Yu's face and felt an itch in his heart.

  "You want to die? This is a princess, although she was used to threaten the current emperor to hand over Miss Su's hostage. In the end, she still has to be released!" Wang Guan Shi looked at the despicable person with disdain, thinking that such a person became a manager.

  "It's nothing, you won't say anything, nobody will know, and besides, the little beauty is unconscious, she herself won't even know. Let me just touch."

  All I heard was an "ah!" and a hand was already convulsing on the ground by itself.

  "Get out!" Han Lin gave Zhao a cold look.

  "Wait!" Zhao the manager picked up his palm from the ground and quickly disappeared from Han Lin's line of sight.

  "Are you alright?" Han Lin asked Xing Ruyu.

  "Korean servant, isn't the princess supposed to have taken your medicine? She should still be asleep." Wang servant looked at the beauty in the small house with a serious expression.

  "Hmm... there's something I don't know if I should say." Wang Guanshi looked at Han Lin, who was leaning against the door of the small hut, and hesitated.

  "Speak," Han Linxe smiled and looked at the people in the small house.

  "Director Zhao didn't actually take advantage of the princess, and the door to the small house wasn't even open. You've already crippled him by cutting off one of his hands. If he reports this to Master Qian, and refuses to admit to taking advantage of the princess, won't you...” The rest of the sentence was left unspoken by Director Wang, but Han Lin knew what he meant.

  "Hehe, it's just that he's usually not pleasant to look at, but when he sees a beauty, he loses his life like a lustful fool!" Han Lin said with a smile. "Doesn't anyone know? Hehe, you won't testify, and there's also the princess, right?" Han Lin looked at Xing Ruyu who was pretending to sleep in the small cottage.

  The figure in the hut slowly moved and sat up, looking at Han Lin outside. Wang Guan Shi was shocked on his face.

  Days without seeing the sun, her skin is even paler, and her face, full of fear and anxiety, has become even more alluring. Her disheveled clothes, torn from fighting, hang crookedly on her body, her hair loose and scattered, covering half of her spring-like radiance.

  Han Lin opened the door and said to Xing Ruyu: "Princess, please follow me"

  Preliminary division line before learning

  Feilong Yishi Hall

  "Princess, we didn't mean to startle you, we were also forced into this situation." Li Sihang spoke up first.

  "What's the point of being a concubine if you can't even complain?!" Xing Ru ignored Qian Yi's handkerchief as he handed it over.

  "Alright, let's get straight to the point. Princess, we've invited you here this time to write a letter to be presented to His Majesty, so that our Sect Leader can be released." Lian Yue placed paper and pen in front of Xing Ru Yu.

  "What's with this Tan Zhu? There's no such person in the palace." Xing Ruyu glared with her beautiful eyes, indignantly unclear why he was brought here without being understood.

  "The current Gu Mu is actually our Tan Zhu." Li Si Xing said with a expressionless face, mentioning the name that made Xing Ru Yu's body tremble.

  "What?! Elder Sister Su Manran is actually your sect leader?!" The hand holding the brush trembled, causing a drop of ink to fall onto the paper and spread out.

  "Who's spreading rumors about Bai Bin being the mastermind?" Li Sihang frowned.

  "Zhao Guanshi, I let him go." Qianyi said, "Bai Bin returned the Feilong Tang seal to me."

  "Han Lin, escort Princess Hong to rest in the rear hall." Li Si Xing gave Han Lin a look.

  After "Yes" Han Lin led Xing Ruyu out of the council hall like a rain, Zhao Guan Shi was carried into the council hall.

  "Hmph, quite an attitude you have there, Zhao! " Lian Yue deliberately ignored the wrist wrapped in white cloth.

  "Hmph, still not your turn... Good job done by Zhao, the manager!" Zhao was still unaware of his impending doom.

  "Zhao, who told you about the news of the master's death?" Li Sihang asked.

  "The people in the Western Building told me that the master is in the palace." Zhao Guan Shi also saw some clues today, asking one and answering two.

  "Is that all?"

  Yes

  Li Sixing's eyebrows relaxed as soon as he heard Zhao Guan Shi's report.

  "Master Lian, Zhao can't stay any longer." Li Sihang left after throwing out a sentence, as he was used to letting Han Yue take care of the aftermath: I think it would be better if Mo came forward, his mother is Su Manran.

  Thus, the rumors of my male concubine disappeared, and the rumors of the royal scandal proved to be unfounded.

  That night, I was woken up again by a gust of cool wind. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the person who had been hanging me.