Chapter 1855 The Assassin Wife of the King of Nanzhao (36)

Nan Yisheng quickly protected her behind him, his beautiful eyes were filled with a bottomless dark light.

He half-closed his eyes, and said with thin lips: "Please lead the way--"

"Your Highness Nan, please come this way--" The imperial guards were very respectful to him and treated them like guests.

Luo Qingchen was vaguely worried. If Mu Hanche had sent someone to kill them directly, she would not have been so nervous.

Now that he treated guests with such courtesy, it really made her a little confused about what he wanted to do.

The road from Changjie to the palace was covered with snow, and Nan Yisheng held her hand tightly.

Luo Qingchen always felt particularly at ease looking at such a back figure. As long as Nan Yisheng was there, she was not afraid of anything.

Even though... until now, she still had only 50% favorability and was stagnant.

Along the way, Nan Yisheng did not speak and walked quietly. Until they stood at the door of the side hall, the guard bowed and said: "Please wait here, Your Highness. Prince Mu will come over as soon as he finishes the court."

"Yes." Nan Yisheng nodded lightly, a faint light flashed in her eyes, and she glanced at Luo Qingchen beside her. Her expression did not change.

"Are you still used to it?"

"What?"

In just four words, she didn't understand what Nan Yisheng meant. She only felt that his deep eyes were filled with indescribable emotions, so profound.

"Nothing, it's just that Mu Country is particularly cold, I'm afraid you are not used to it." He touched her frozen smiling face and said, "Come here."

Luo Qingchen blinked her clear eyes and walked to his side obediently.

There were snacks and tea on the table. The snacks were the original owner's favorite osmanthus cake and cherry cake, and the tea was the original owner's favorite Biluochun.

The air was filled with a faint sandalwood scent, and the whole room instantly warmed up.

Nan Yisheng sat down, picked up the blue and white porcelain cup on the table, and was about to make her a pot of hot tea.

"Wait, don't move--" Luo Qingchen's eyes widened slightly, bit his lip and said, "We are in a foreign country, it's better not to touch these things."

After the voice fell, he did not forget to pull Nan Yisheng to sit down at a relatively far place and said, "We are trapped now, and Dong'er and the others are also placed in the inn outside the palace. Do you have any countermeasures on how to get the antidote?"

Nan Yisheng heard this, and his dark eyes looked at her very attentively, without moving his eyes at all.

After a long time, he just said, "I will find a way to get the antidote, don't worry."

"But..."

"Are you so afraid that King Mu will poison you and me?" Nan Yisheng narrowed his eyes, and there was a faint light in his beautiful eyes, as if he had been waiting for an answer all the time, the answer he wanted to know.

Luo Qingchen knocked his right hand habitually, and said with a slight movement of his eyebrows: "Mu Hanche is much more sophisticated than we imagined."

"Do you know him?" Nan Yisheng said with thin lips and light teeth, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Perhaps he was reluctant to leave... reluctant to leave the person sitting next to him, but he brought her back.

"I don't know him, but this person is extremely cold and indifferent. He will do anything to achieve his goal. He invited you and me here today. There must be something unspeakable." Luo Qingchen frowned, then turned to look at him and said: "Why don't we run! Find a way to get the antidote is the best policy."

Nan Yisheng didn't speak, but narrowed his eyes, with a sad look in his eyes.

Two voices in his heart kept colliding, one was to let her leave, and the other was to let her stay.

After all, he knew very well that she belonged here, she was Mu Hanche's secret guard, she was...