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

"Your Highness, if you were to appear in public at this moment, all your previous plans would be in vain."

Taxue anxiously grabbed Su Yingxue's wrist and said, "You forgot, Mr. Chen said that the most important thing is to endure and deliver the final blow to the enemy at the right moment."

Su Yingxue looked at the person in front of her, her voice low and silent, her eyes red and her face full of anxiety. Even her voice began to tremble, without her usual composure. She whispered to the others, "Then when is the right time?"

"You know, he went to the Sansi Yamen to beat the drum for me. How can I be at ease?"

Su Yingxue was obsessed with the fact that she was the one who dragged Mo Yunsheng into the game. How could she bear to let go of such a pure and spotless immortal who had been banished to the mortal world? His wonderful life had not even begun, just like the plum blossoms withering in early spring.

"Your Highness, do you really want to go?" Taxue couldn't persuade Su Yingxue and could only take a step back. "In that case, Your Highness, let Taxue help you dress up and change your appearance."

"Mr. Chen's plan, your highness's plan, cannot be in vain," Taxue said and did it. He picked up the disguise powder and change of clothes, and pulled your highness to sit down.

After changing Su Yingxue's clothes, he began to disguise her. Outside the Sansi Yamen, there were a large number of people. The news that His Highness was not dead should not be leaked yet.

Su Yingxue knew this and let her do what she wanted. When Su Yingxue arrived at the gate of the yamen, she heard Mo Yunsheng arguing with the presiding judge. When she saw him sentenced to beating with a stick, her eyes were red.

At that moment, seeing Mo Yunsheng's spotless white clothes stained with blood, and seeing that Mo Yunsheng was just a scholar, but still remained unyielding and did not make a sound, Su Yingxue saw Mo Yunsheng's fearlessness of power and integrity, and also saw his deep feelings for her.

Su Yingxue was on the verge of tears. He was such a pure and innocent man, yet he was like a broken pearl because of her. Su Yingxue felt only guilt, self-blame, heartache, anxiety, and sadness. All the emotions came flooding in like waves in a storm, overwhelming her rationality.

At this moment, she just wanted to run to him and stand beside him. She didn't want him to be beaten for her. She couldn't bear the heavy, sincere and genuine love.

Su Yingxue felt that she didn't deserve it.

Mo Yunsheng is a flower on the mountain top, he is a banished immortal like Ruan Zhililan, he is a pure and flawless pearl, how can he be flawed and fall from the altar because of her?

But when Su Yingxue took a step forward with red eyes, trying to push away the people in front of her and run into the yamen, Taxue hit her neck with a knife, knocking her unconscious.

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Three days later, with the help of Mr. Chen, Su Yingxue was exchanged with a secret spy maid in Princess Changle's mansion. She disguised herself as the maid and sneaked into the princess's mansion.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she quietly avoided the guards, tiptoed around the two night watch maids who were sitting and sleeping outside the house, and tiptoed into Mo Yunsheng's guest room.

Su Yingxue walked in quietly. In the dark night, only the moonlight shone through the window screen, casting some light into the house.

In this light, Su Yingxue slowly and tiptoed to Mo Yunsheng's side.

In the moonlight, she saw that he was pale, his face lying on the jade pillow, his back was covered with mottled bloodstains, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Su Yingxue had never seen Mo Yunsheng so weak, pale, and seriously injured.

She didn't know how badly he was injured, but she felt distressed to see him like that.

The man sitting in front of the bed looked completely different from the high-spirited young scholar in Shuibo Pavilion.

"Water, water..." Mo Yunsheng, lying on the bed, looked pale, his eyes tightly shut, his brow furrowed. His lips were dry and cracked, and he murmured intermittently, brokenly, and softly, as if in a dream.

Upon hearing this, Su Yingxue immediately left, took the cold kettle on the table in the front room, poured a glass of water, tiptoed to the bed beside him and sat down, carefully avoiding his wounds, helped him up, and gently fed him the water.

Mo Yunsheng seemed unconscious, his forehead a little hot, his white clothes a mixture of blood and sweat. Su Yingxue lovingly fed him some water and then carefully helped him back to his feet.

After feeding him water, she sat beside him for a while, gently and carefully wiped the sweat from his temples with a handkerchief, and then sat beside him and stayed with him for a long time.

When Su Yingxue stood up and was about to leave, she saw the unconscious person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and looked in her direction.

Su Yingxue was a little surprised. It was the middle of the night and it was pitch dark, and she was caught in his guest room. She really had no way to defend herself.

But Su Yingxue soon realized that now that she had changed her appearance and was dressed as a maid in the princess's mansion, she might be able to fool people.

She pretended to be calm, bowed to Mo Yunsheng like a maid, and turned to leave. But just as she turned and took a step, the next moment, Mo Yunsheng's slender, white, yet extremely powerful hands, with distinct joints, grabbed her wrist.

Su Yingxue didn't expect that Mo Yunsheng, who was so seriously injured, could have such great strength at this moment. He held her slender wrist tightly, and the strength seemed to want to rub her into his bones and blood.

"Your Highness, since you are here, why do you want to leave quietly?"

Mo Yunsheng, lying on the bed, forced a desolate and sad smile at the man's back. He smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, "Your Highness, even though you have changed your appearance, you forgot that your eyes cannot deceive anyone."

"And the unique fragrance of His Highness, like the delicate orchid in the dark night, cannot be deceived."

Upon hearing this, Su Yingxue smiled bitterly and turned back. The moment she looked into his eyes, Su Yingxue understood that with Mo Yunsheng's intelligence, she could not deceive him at all.

"Your Highness," perhaps because the caning had injured his internal organs, Mo Yunsheng felt a raw pain inside with every word he spoke. His speech was weak and intermittent, but the moment he saw her, he was like the one and only gentle young man in the world, whispering to her in the gentlest tone, "You are still alive. This is the best thing in the world."

Mo Yunsheng was silent, but held her wrist stubbornly, without reducing his strength at all, as if he was afraid of losing it again after regaining it, he cared so much, and was so afraid.

At this moment, in Mo Yunsheng's eyes, there was only Su Yingxue in front of him. Although her face had changed, he knew that the girl in front of him was her.

Su Yingxue didn't expect that this fool who was still running a fever would say such words to her at this moment.

She lowered her head and smiled bitterly, looking at Mo Yunsheng, and said softly, "Promise me, if one day I really die, no matter what the reason is, you are not allowed to be stupid for me in the future, do anything stupid!"

Su Yingxue had a stern face and scolded the person in front of her in a bad mood, but Mo Yunsheng managed a faint smile and said, "Your Highness, this is not a stupid thing."

"Your Highness," Mo Yunsheng suddenly looked at her tenderly. At this moment, he could hold her hand, and she stood in front of him, visiting his guest room at night just to see if he was okay.

This realization made Mo Yunsheng feel sweeter than drinking honey.

At least, she cares about him.

At least, she's alive.

very nice.