Forced love, an inescapable fate

Mu Qingli reacted to his teasing and realized that she had been staring at the person in front of her for a long time, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

She coughed lightly, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Ahem, um, this killer, I have some medicine here. I'll give it to you. I can also bandage your wounds, but after that, you have to leave. After all, it's not good for a man and a woman to be alone in the same room. And don't worry, I won't call anyone. As long as you leave, I'll pretend I haven't seen you and won't tell anyone about what happened today."

Wen Muchuan did not answer her question. He covered the wound on his abdomen, walked straight to Mu Qingli's bed and sat down, then waved at her casually as if he was greeting a stray dog ​​on the street.

"Come here, you should have some medicine for injuries, find it for me."

Mu Qingli looked at him and saw that he was acting as if he was at home, and he even ordered the owner of the room to do things. She felt indignant in her heart, but she had no choice but to obey him given the current situation.

She reluctantly took out the medicine that Su Minsheng had prescribed for her and handed it to him.

"Here, this is for you. My friend made this especially for me. It's very effective. I'm giving it to you. Once you've applied the medicine, leave immediately. I'm not trying to scare you. I have some very powerful guards here. One of them can beat ten of them. Besides, you're injured now. If you're discovered, you won't be able to escape unscathed."

Wen Muchuan took the medicine with a half-smile. It seemed that his slow-witted brother hadn't been able to win the heart of the princess yet.

After Mu Qingli gave him the medicine, she saw him preparing to apply the medicine himself and quickly turned around.

Listening to the friction of fabric and the faint sound of people gasping for air behind her, she felt that the atmosphere at the moment was indeed a bit awkward.

Then he looked at the door that was so close to him, thinking that as long as he opened the door in front of him when he was not paying attention, and then went out and shouted in the yard, the guards in the mansion should be able to arrive in time to rescue him.

But the man inside was probably in danger. He was injured. Even if he was skilled in martial arts, how could he deal with so many guards in the mansion? Besides, this man had not done anything to hurt himself yet. Forget it, let's see the situation first. She would be kind-hearted and send him away as soon as he finished applying the medicine.

But what she didn't expect was that because of her soft-heartedness, she let this person rely on her.

She lay angrily on the hard little couch, regretting her momentary soft-hearted behavior that led to the current consequences.

By the way, why could he be so casual in someone else's room and occupy my soft and comfortable bed, forcing me to sleep on this narrow and hard couch.

It was really because of being soft-hearted that I made a mistake. I should have called someone just now.

Mu Qingli bit her fingers in regret, and silently cursed Wen Muchuan who had occupied her bed hundreds of times in her heart.

Wen Muchuan naturally knew that Mu Qingli was injured, so the medicine in her room was just what he could use. At this time, the wound was bandaged. Because the medicine used was the medicine specially developed by Su Minsheng for Mu Qingli, the effect was naturally several times better than ordinary medicine.

He glanced amusedly at the person tossing and turning on the couch, then looked at the room, which was completely different from what it was twenty years ago, and fell into deep thought.

Twenty years ago, this was his room. At that time, he was ten years old, and his younger brother Su Minsheng was only five years old. At that time, they were not called by their current names.

I remember it was a beautiful afternoon when an imperial decree decreed the exile of his family to Lingnan. During their exile, his parents were murdered, and he and his younger brother were rescued by their master. From then on, they changed their names: he took his mother's surname, and his younger brother took his father's. He remembered that during his exile, he only managed to take the wooden sword his father had carved for him. That sword was also seized and trampled upon by the soldiers who came to confiscate his family's property. It was as if his entire family had been dragged from the clouds to the mud, trampled upon without dignity.

As time passed, he and his brother returned to Shangjing again under different appearances, just to find out the truth about their family's exile and their parents' murder. They have come to this day step by step, and only they themselves know how difficult it has been.

The Su Mansion of the past has now been transformed into the Princess Mansion of today. When I return here, it feels so unfamiliar.

Although Wen Muchuan's wound was deep, it was no longer serious after being bandaged. In fact, he could have left just now, but he was attached to the past here, even though this place was no longer the Su Mansion of the past.

Mu Qingli felt uncomfortable on the hard little couch, and after tossing and turning for a long time, she couldn't fall asleep. She couldn't help but feel a little curious about the person who appeared in her room. If she had seen correctly, the person just now seemed very familiar with the layout of her room. Moreover, when he looked at the room, there was always an inexplicable feeling in his eyes, like nostalgia, like longing, like sadness. She even had the illusion that this person might have lived here before, but from what she had heard from Wanyue, the owner of this house had been exiled twenty years ago, so he couldn't be the previous owner.

The lights in the room were off, and the person lying on the bed could not be seen clearly, but Mu Qingli always felt that he should not be asleep. It would be too unreasonable if he could fall asleep at this time.

At first she thought this man might be a killer, but later she felt that he was not. Although he kidnapped her and occupied her bed, he didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards her. Since she was not sleepy at the moment, she whispered to him.

"Hey, big brother, you probably can't sleep either. I can't sleep either. Do you want to chat with me?"

She thought for a long time and didn't know how to address Wen Muchuan who suddenly appeared in her room. She felt that calling him a killer was not very polite. Finally, seeing that he was a few years older than her, it would not be an exaggeration to call him "big brother".

Wen Muchuan was immersed in memories of the past, but was interrupted by Mu Qingli's sudden voice. After hearing what she just said, he couldn't help but feel curious about this woman whom he had only heard of in rumors.

By the way, what normal woman would chat with the person who kidnapped her in such a situation?

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Wen Muchuan asked her.

Afraid? Perhaps she was afraid before, but now she was more curious. Of course, she was just thinking about it in her mind.

"I'm not really afraid, because I don't think big brother is a bad person. By the way, big brother, I still don't know your name, why you were injured, and how you got to the Princess's Mansion. There are many guards in this mansion. You were able to avoid their sight and sneak into my room. I think your martial arts skills are not bad. But big brother, you have such good skills. I don't know what you do? You shouldn't be a killer or something like that."

After she asked this series of questions, Wen Muchuan's mouth was about to split open with laughter in the dark.

Interesting, interesting, really interesting. I haven’t met such an interesting person for a long time.