Chapter 71 My Cousin Is Absolutely Right

In the evening, Yan Li took the silver needle given to her by Bai Die and went to the Ninth Prince's Mansion again. She took the carriage of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, so no one dared to stop her.

Regarding her arrival, the official guards of the Ninth Prince's Mansion no longer questioned her, and did not even need to report it. They took her directly to Qilin Courtyard.

"Princess Nanyang is here." Mo Yun was obviously very happy when he saw Yan Li, and his face showed expectation. "Princess hasn't had dinner yet, right? I asked someone to prepare more, and the princess and my prince will eat together."

Yan Li nodded: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do." Mo Yun said, and added in a low voice, "The prince was not in a good mood all afternoon."

Yan Li nodded: "I know."

When he pushed the door open, the smell of blood in the room had dissipated, and the lingering agarwood was faintly diffused.

Yan Li turned around and looked around the hall. The carved window was open. Mu Cang was sitting in front of the window reading a book. When he saw Yan Li coming in, his eyebrows softened slightly, "It's nothing serious. You don't have to worry."

Yan Li walked over, put the silver needle on the table, and naturally took Mu Cang's wrist to feel his pulse.

Mu Cang kept silent and let her do it without saying a word.

"It's really settled down." Yan Li was relieved, "How often does it usually happen?"

"I had more attacks when I was young, but now I have fewer attacks as long as I control my emotions." Mu Cang's eyes fell on her hand, and his tone was calm and unsurprised, "It's been much better in the past two years."

Yan Li didn't say anything, so this is the reason why he can be so indifferent and calm at such a young age?

The seven emotions and six desires were almost worn out, and the tortures of excruciating pain have brought him the strong will now... It doesn't seem right to say that.

After all, if you don't have a strong will, you can't survive when the poison attacks.

People who can't stand the severe pain may die or try to commit suicide.

"Why is the prince so emotional today?" Yan Li let go of his wrist, walked to sit next to him, and looked at him across the table, "Why?"

Mu Cang raised his eyes, and his dark and deep pupils seemed to hide thousands of emotions, ups and downs, deep and difficult to understand.

Yan Li met his eyes, and a strange feeling vaguely arose in her heart.

... Could it be what she guessed?

She gently supported her forehead and thought: "Men and women should not meet often before marriage. I will try to come less in the future-"

"You can come often." Mu Cang interrupted her, with an anxious tone that only he knew, "I don't mind these."

Yan Li was silent: "..."

If her arrival was the culprit that caused her poison to break out, she felt that she should still avoid meeting him.

"Thinking about someone will also cause emotional fluctuations." Mu Cang's voice was low, as if he saw what she was thinking, "So avoiding meeting can't suppress the outbreak of the poison."

Yan Li's expression was subtle. Thinking about someone?

Thinking about whom?

She felt that this sentence coming from Mu Cang's mouth was really out of place.

After all, who in Mu Country doesn't know that the Ninth Prince Mu Cang is an extremely cold and hard man?

He doesn't seem to understand romance, but was born to defend his country. He was born to stay on the battlefield, sitting on the horse in a military uniform, giving orders, galloping on the battlefield, and sweeping across thousands of troops.

Such a tender sentence came out of his mouth. If others heard it, they would probably think there was something wrong with their ears.

"What's wrong?" Mu Cang pursed his lips, his eyes and eyebrows were tinged with deep color, "Do you find it incredible?"

"No." Yan Li came back to his senses, shook his head slowly, and said with a little hesitation, "I just want to confirm one thing."

"You say."

"Thinking of someone..." Yan Li paused and looked at him suspiciously, "Thinking of me?"

Although Yan Li is young, she has always been indifferent and distant in the few times they met, as if she was keeping people away from her.

This is the first time she has shown such a cute expression.

Mu Cang's eyes softened, and a smile flowed from the corner of his mouth: "You are my fiancée. If I don't miss you, how can I miss someone else?"

Yan Li sat aside, holding her chin and looking at him: "Ninth Prince."

Mu Cang's voice was low and charming: "You call me so unfamiliar."

Yan Li paused, slowly raised his eyebrows: "Then how should I call you?"

"You can call me by my name."

"It's impolite."

"No need for politeness." Mu Cang pursed his lips, with a little expectation in his eyes, "I hope we can be more intimate."

Yan Li was different from other women by nature. She was not shy from childhood to university, so when she understood Mu Cang's thoughts, she asked directly: "Do you know me?"

She asked about her identity.

The matter of taking over another body and rebirth was too absurd and mysterious, and Yan Li's question was still a little obscure.

But Mu Cang understood, and after a moment of silence, he slowly nodded: "Guessed it."

"Why?"

"Too familiar."

Yan Li heard this, and a strange feeling emerged in his heart again.

Too familiar?

"I remember we have never been together." Yan Li pondered for a moment, then said truthfully, "I have heard of the title of the Ninth Prince of Mu State, but..."

"It doesn't matter if we have never been together before." Mu Cang's voice was a little leisurely: "After getting married, we will always be together, you can slowly understand."

Yan Li was silent again.

It seems that what she said just now was not what she meant. She was just curious about what he called "too familiar" - before Emperor Zhaocheng granted her marriage, how could they have known each other?

After a long silence, Yan Li told the truth: "Your Majesty, don't put all your thoughts on me. I may not be able to respond."

Mu Cang smiled faintly: "You don't have to worry about these."

Yan Li frowned.

"I'm just doing what I want to do. You don't have to feel psychological pressure." Mu Cang seemed to be comforting her, "What will happen in the future, just let it go."

Yan Li thought about it and nodded slowly.

Okay.

Anyway, she was reborn into Yan Li's body, and she couldn't go back for the time being. She could only survive as Yan Li and slowly plan.

"I have the antidote for the poison." Yan Li got back to the point, "It's just that I can't get it for the time being. I have to wait a few days. Your Highness, please control your emotions for the next two days."

After a pause, "Originally, I wanted to suppress the prince with acupuncture, but acupuncture suppression will cause the prince to be unable to use martial arts, which may be dangerous, even more dangerous than the outbreak of the poison, so..."

"It's okay, I can bear it." Mu Cang said in a calm tone, "I've been here for so many years, I don't care about these few days."

"Then I'll go back first." Yan Li stood up.

Mu Cang frowned, obviously not expecting Yan Li to leave so soon: "Don't you want to stay for dinner?"

Yan Li paused, his eyes fell on his injured arm, and he nodded slowly: "Stay."

Mu Cang's brows relaxed, and his expression was visibly softer: "Yeah." Tianlai Novel Network

Yan Li: "..."Is this really the legendary war god, the ninth prince, who is noble, cold, ruthless, and never speaks to anyone?