What Bad Intentions can the Yandere Crown Prince have?-Chapter 271 - 267: Anything You Want?

Tang Xiaobai saw the situation had come to this and simply nodded generously: "I forgot."

"Forgot what?" he pressed.

"Your birthday gift," Tang Xiaobai honestly confessed.

She even forgot the birthday of her little ancestor, how could she remember the birthday gift?

He blinked and said softly, "I’ve seen you restless these past few days, guessing it’s due to the stalemate in the battle, so I decided to end it today no matter what—" he paused, "to avoid you being heartless about celebrating my birthday."

Towards the end, his voice softened, sounding a bit aggrieved.

Tang Xiaobai awkwardly said, "Then I... compensate you in a few days?"

"After midnight, it won’t be my birthday anymore," Li Mu said quietly.

Despite Tang Xiaobai’s memory not being as good as these academic masters, she barely remembered that she had said this sentence before.

He even brought up words from eight hundred years ago to trap her, evidently her little ancestor had long been planning this.

Tang Xiaobai chuckled, "Just say what you want, why beat around the bush?"

He curved the corners of his lips and pulled her to stand up.

"Follow me!"

...

The two of them rode on horseback, quietly leaving the camp in the night.

Having forgotten his birthday, Tang Xiaobai felt guilty, so she went along with his idea.

But she never expected they ran for a full half an hour before stopping after leaving the camp.

"What’s the purpose of coming here? Isn’t running this far too risky?" Tang Xiaobai looked around, feeling a bit uneasy.

They had reached the foot of a mountain they passed a few days ago, and it was only the two of them, without Mo Ji, Mo Huan, or Yingying.

She originally thought it would just be a stroll nearby, who knew they’d end up so far.

Li Mu turned back and gestured for silence.

Tang Xiaobai was startled.

Was there someone here?

Her vigilance heightened to the point of holding her breath.

Li Mu stared at her, suddenly let out a low laugh.

The faint moonlight reflected in his jet-black eyes, like jade glowing with warmth, as if his soul had changed.

Tang Xiaobai felt her heart skip a beat.

She frowned.

Her little ancestor tricked her into coming here, did he intend to seduce her?

No way!

They’re still young, she has to control herself!

Reject temptation! She has to be steel-willed straight!

"You called me out here just to tease me?" Tang Xiaobai asked with a stern face.

"No."

"Then what exactly do you want?" Tang Xiaobai looked serious, "Us running out here together, if we face any danger, do you know how severe the consequences could be?"

He blinked and softly asked, "Is Ah Jiao willing to accompany me on an adventure?"

Tang Xiaobai silently repeated "I am steel-willed straight," then seriously refused, "Unwillingly! I hope we all stay safe and sound!"

He smiled slightly, "It’s very safe here, don’t worry, I wouldn’t let you take a risk."

Tang Xiaobai lowered her gaze, secretly encouraging herself: Tang Xiaobai! Hold your ground!

"Wait for me here—" he suddenly said.

Raising his hands, he pressed them on her shoulders; without waiting for Tang Xiaobai’s response, he turned around and soared off.

He really flew off!

In the night, like a falcon, he swiftly and gracefully flew, lightly landing on the mountainside.

This was Tang Xiaobai’s first time seeing him display his Qinggong.

It was more than impressive, it was spectacular!

Compared to Mo Ji and Mo Huan, she couldn’t tell, but in her eyes, everyone exceeds full marks.

But as she watched, Tang Xiaobai felt a sense of deja vu about this scene.

Before long, he returned from the mountainside, carrying a gentle breeze, landing in front of her.

Extending his right hand, between his slender and beautiful fingers, he held a flower.

Tang Xiaobai glanced at the flower, then at him, bursting into laughter.

Li Mu’s hand froze mid-air, his face gradually heated.

"No laughing," he muttered gloomily.

Tang Xiaobai wanted to stop laughing, but it was just too funny this time!

It’s been ages since the incident of Mo Huan picking flowers, yet her little ancestor secretly held a grudge until now, so childish!

"Won’t take it, I’ll throw it away!" He threatened even more childishly.

"I will! I will!" Tang Xiaobai laughed while accepting the flower he picked from the mountain.

In mid-October, snow had already fallen twice beyond the border.

Trees had withered, no vibrancy was seen for miles.

This flower’s variety was unknown; violet, delicate petals, looking fragile, yet quietly bloomed in the Northern winter night.

Tang Xiaobai glanced at the spot her little ancestor stayed a moment ago.

Night overlooks mountains, all pitch black.

"How did you know there were flowers up there?" Tang Xiaobai asked.

Li Mu was a bit embarrassed too, his voice still gloomy, "Took notice when passing by."

Tang Xiaobai burst into laughter again.

After a few chuckles, she caught a glimpse of his facial expression.

He was looking at her, his beautiful eyes seemed clouded, dim and without light, his lips tightly pursed, visibly unhappy.

Tang Xiaobai quickly restrained her laughter, brought the flower in front of him, shook it and said, "Okay! Thank you for the flower!"

He still pursed his lips, dissatisfied.

Tang Xiaobai couldn’t help but laugh again, she stood on tiptoe, pinched his face: "Ah Xiao is just too cute!"

He turned his face slightly, avoided her hand, frowned and said, "I’m not a child anymore."

"But still very cute!" Tang Xiaobai responded with a smile.

He pursed his lips again, remaining silent.

"Ah Xiao’s Qinggong is indeed great, not worse than Mo Huan!" Tang Xiaobai complimented eagerly.

He lifted his eyelids, still didn’t speak.

"And your eyesight is exceptional, you even noticed such a high-growing flower!"

Li Mu remained silent, eyes showing indifference.

Tang Xiaobai reflected, realizing her compliments seemed over the top.

She organized her thoughts, changed tack: "Ah Xiao displaying Qinggong ascending the mountain was so elegant, I was mesmerized!"

The cold, silent teenager finally reacted, he glanced at her.

Tang Xiaobai saw this approach worked, instantly invigorated, she cupped the flower with both hands, circled around him, hopped onto a nearby rock, scanned him from head to toe, beamed, "Oh my, Ah Xiao really has grown up!"

As she said this, her heart suddenly fluttered, she subconsciously reevaluated him, unconsciously softened her tone, "Ah Xiao really has grown up..."

Not due to his elegant stance picking flowers on the mountain, nor his increasingly handsome and mature physique, but due to his strategic composure and decisive courage, his ease returning bloodstained from battlegrounds, his daily thoughtful company.

Tang Xiaobai blinked, met his gaze clouded with an unexpected surge, summoned him with a wave.

He obediently approached, his eyes had cleared from clouds, gathering starlight points slowly.

"You won today, plus it’s your birthday, I didn’t prepare a gift, yet you brought me a flower," she curved her eyes with a smile at him, "Tell me, what do you want? I’ll grant you three wishes!" She gestured a "three" with her fingers as she spoke.

He paused for a moment, asked, "Anything?"

His voice seemed tinged with something, dry and hoarse.