The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he felt a cold gaze piercing him. He turned around and couldn't help but feel suspicious. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't this Miss Yan'er? What are you doing?"

"I was just burning some paper money for my relatives. Why did Lord Mu climb over the wall and get in?" Yan'er stood up slowly, then poked the ashes on the ground with her feet. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, she asked.

Mu Ziyan stood with his hands behind his back, smiling quietly, and looked at Yan'er from head to toe with deep meaning, which made the latter so angry that she shouted, "I didn't expect Lord Mu to be such a lustful person. He is really a beast in human form and his heart is unpredictable!"

Mu Ziyan chuckled sarcastically and shook his head as he left. Yan'er looked at the figure walking away and slowly raised her arm. Two half-finger-long pear blossom needles slid into her palm. Just as she was about to strike, she heard that half-smiley voice, "Think more about your master before you act. It won't do her any good if I get into trouble in Nanyue."

Yan'er put away the hidden weapon with a vicious look in her eyes. It was indeed not appropriate to get rid of Mu Ziyan now. If he dared to do anything bad to the master, he could be given a small punishment.

When Yan'er returned to the guest room, Gu Qinghong looked much better than in the morning. Perhaps it was the effect of rouge. If you ignore the sweat on her forehead, her whole face looked fair and rosy, and she didn't look like she had been injured.

"Master, you're awake..." Yan'er grabbed the corner of her clothes with both hands and lowered her head guiltily.

Gu Qinghong slowly raised his eyes and looked at Yan'er. His calm eyes showed no emotion, which made Yan'er, who was standing at the door, even more at a loss. She hesitated for a long time but was unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Yan'er, what do you want to say?" Gu Qinghong's eyes suddenly turned cold.

With a thud, Yan'er knelt firmly on the ground and kowtowed more than ten times in a row. She raised her head slowly until blood appeared on the ground and said, "I drugged the princess. Please forgive me!"

"Forget it, get up. Nothing serious has happened. Don't act on your own in the future, okay?" Gu Qinghong pulled back the quilt and stood up to get off the ground. Yan'er hurriedly ran forward to put on her shoes and said happily, "I understand. I will never do such a thing to deceive my master again."

Mu Ziyan on the roof slightly curled up the corner of his mouth. Just now, Yan'er was like a tiger ready to pounce, but now in front of Gu Qinghong, she has become a weak cat that can live or die. It is really interesting.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" There was a knock on the door.

Gu Qinghong glanced at Yan'er, who immediately nodded and turned to the door, asking cautiously, "Who is outside? The princess is resting now. Please don't disturb her unless it's important."

"Your Highness, my name is Hanmei. I have a special request for you. Please come and meet me." A respectful and polite voice came from outside the door.

Yan'er was about to refuse, but was interrupted by Gu Qinghong, "Come in and answer!"

"Thank you, Princess!" Han Mei pushed the door open and walked slowly to Gu Qinghong's couch. Then she bowed and said, "The prince refused to eat lunch and kept calling for Hong'er. I really don't know what to do. Please help me make a decision, Princess. After all, you are the future mistress."

After hearing the word "Hong'er", Gu Qinghong's eyes instantly became wet. Mu Yan still had her in his heart. Even though he had gone crazy, he would still call out her name. She must go to see him immediately. He needed her.

"Princess, where are you going? I haven't combed your hair yet!" Yan'er hurriedly stood at the door, shaking her head and shouting.

"Hanmei, go back and take care of him quickly. I'll be there soon." He was so happy that he no longer cared about the etiquette and even forgot to address her. Gu Qinghong waved his hand to signal Yan'er to comb her hair. In the future, she must appear in front of him in the most beautiful posture.