Transmigrated into a vicious female supporting role, reborn as a hostage to the paranoid male protag

"Sister, it's almost evening. You've stayed here too late. It's time to go back..." Jiu Xiangshi said coldly.

Zhaoying remembered that when His Highness left last night, he had warned Zhaoying, "If it's Sister, and you don't listen to my advice and want to be with Mo Yunsheng."

"Just tell her, sister, last night..."

"Look at her again, and she will understand..."

"If nothing unexpected happens, she will soon find an excuse to end the current situation..."

"Because in my sister's heart, she doesn't want Mo Yunsheng to know how close she is to others..."

Chu Xingchen said these words coldly, his eyes were cold, his face was cold, and he said with a hint of sarcasm, "No one knows my sister better than me..."

Jiu Xiangshi remembered Chu Xingchen's instructions. He looked in the direction of Su Yingxue and saw that she was indifferent to his words. Finally, he couldn't help but give it a try.

"Sister, do you know, last night..." As soon as Jiu Xiangshi finished speaking, Su Yingxue's face turned pale. She suddenly looked up and met Jiu Xiangshi's eyes with complicated expressions.

Su Yingxue understood the implication of Jiu Xiangshi's words.

This wasn't the first time he threatened me like this.

Su Yingxue just felt a headache. It was the same trick again. He had her under control every minute.

"Brother, I know you were not feeling well last night. Why don't you go back and rest early..." Su Yingxue rubbed her temples and said softly.

"Brother Mo..." Su Yingxue was silent for a moment, and finally adjusted her mood. She smiled and said in the direction of Mo Yunsheng, "Axue was a little unwell yesterday, and I want to go back to my room and rest early today..."

"Thank you, Brother Mo, for your guidance today..."

Su Yingxue forced a faint smile, stood up and saluted the two of them, then put on the cloak handed to her by the maid, took the hot water bottle, and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Mo Yunsheng picked up his folding umbrella and stood up almost at the same time as Jiu Xiangshi, "Axue, it's snowing outside, brother will take you back to your room..."

"Sister, let me take you back to your room..." Jiu Xiangshi said almost at the same time as him.

Su Yingxue heard this and turned around to see two people standing side by side in front of her, each holding a folding umbrella, as if waiting for his response.

"Since it's on our way, why don't we go together?" Su Yingxue looked at the two people in front of her who were both holding umbrellas, not knowing how to start.

What else can she say.

She knew that Chu Xingchen was an extremely domineering person.

Why does Mo Yunsheng seem like a different person today, just like Chu Xingchen?

Fighting for the umbrella, how could Mo Yunsheng, a man who was as calm and indifferent to the world as a banished immortal, do such a thing?

She must have been overthinking it.

So, Jiu Xiangshi held an umbrella on her left, and Mo Yunsheng held an umbrella on her right. She was sandwiched in the middle, with two folding umbrellas of different heights above her head.

One was a light blue umbrella, the other was pure white, one high and one low, protecting her under the umbrella, covering her tightly.

Although Su Yingxue felt a little embarrassed and encountered many strange looks along the way, what could she do?

One is her target.

One is the big boss who will rule the world in the future.

She can't offend anyone.

It’s better to just shut up and try to get back to your room as soon as possible.

The two men were sent to the downstairs of the west wing courtyard. Su Yingxue politely declined them and left to return to her room.

Seeing this, Mo Yunsheng left on his own.

Upon seeing this, Jiu Xiangshi felt that this was enough to report to His Highness, so he returned to the pavilion in Huangyuan and stared at Su Yingxue's room from a distance.

His Highness had ordered him to protect Su Yingxue. He was not His Highness, so he did not dare to live in her room.

It’s better to find a place that is neither too far nor too close, and that does not attract attention, and guard Her Royal Highness the Princess.

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Chu Xingchen returned to the spy network and found out.

Not long after, news came from the Jiaofangsi that a group of old and ugly prostitutes had died secretly due to illness, and the death list had been reported to the officials in charge of the imperial court.

Chu Xingchen's eyes turned cold when he saw the list. Half of the women of the Nangong family were on it.

Chu Xingchen learned from the spy buried in the Jiaofangsi that at midnight tonight, some carriages would appear in the backyard of the Jiaofangsi to pick up these prostitutes.

Therefore, he secretly arranged his men and planned to kidnap these women on the way.

There was no news in the barracks. There were only rumors that a group of prostitutes had died of syphilis in the barracks and that the soldiers had thrown their bodies into a mass grave.

Chu Xingchen ordered his men to pretend to be corpse collectors and quietly go to the mass grave to collect the bodies when it was dark.

Chu Xingchen was furious when he heard the news. Those women had wasted their lives, their faces aged, and they could only do manual labor to make ends meet.

When they were young, they were forced to be demoted from officialdom to slavery because of the Nangong family's offense against the emperor, and they had to sell their bodies and serve others.

But now, he is like a candle in the wind, but those in power cannot even tolerate such a pitiful person?

Chu Xingchen recalled his miserable childhood from the words of this secret report.

Like those daughters of officials, he had no right to make his own choices. He was bullied and abused, but no one stood up for him. No one protected him, no one cared about him.

Judging others by his own standards, Chu Xingchen couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart.

If something happened to her people, she would definitely be sad, right?

However, as Chu Xingchen looked at the secret reports, his intuition told him that perhaps tonight's operation would not be so smooth.

Those people went to great lengths to make this happen, but I'm afraid there will be a tough battle tonight...

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At night, Su Yingxue tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

Today's incense results are out, and she's in third place. It's a bit of luck, as she would have been in fifth place, the last place, based on those random lottery numbers.

But for some reason, two great scholars and a nobleman actually voted for her, instantly raising her vote count and finally ranking third.

Now, the result of the preliminary round is only the second round result of Qingming sister tomorrow.

If Sister Qingming can reach sixth place or higher, their group will be able to advance to the finals.

Su Yingxue was thinking in her mind, since there is a final, could it be that the system means to calculate based on the results of the final?

Su Yingxue felt that maybe there was hope, or maybe there was no hope.

She was so worried that she couldn't fall asleep for a long time...

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Chu Xingchen was deeply concerned about today's kidnapping. He had his secret guards lead the team to collect the bodies of the deceased prostitutes, while he himself lay in ambush on the road that had to be taken through the back door of the Jiaofangsi.

As night fell, the sky was pitch black, the wind was strong, the stars were dim, and the moon was hiding in the clouds, as if everything was shrouded in darkness.

Chu Xingchen and his men hid until midnight, and sure enough, there were many carriages parked at the back door of the Jiaofangsi.

Soon, one after another, some thugs from the Jiaofangsi pushed women with their hands tied, sacks on their heads, and tattered coarse clothes into the carriages.

Soon, the carriages were packed with people. Each carriage was guarded by thugs, and the drivers outside the carriages were all armed with knives, all of them fierce-looking and muscular.