What Bad Intentions can the Yandere Crown Prince have?-Chapter 316 - 312: Just Between Us
Tang Xiaobai, upon hearing this, erupted:
"No blasting! I forbid it!"
In her anger, she gave him a fierce kick. ππΏπππ ππππ¨πππ.ππ π
"What are you doing? What exactly are you doing? Canβt we resolve our issue privately? Why make such a big fuss!"
Li Mu initially frowned with anger at her first two sentences, but upon hearing "our issue," it was as if a cool rain quenched his fire and his anger subsided.
"And driving away my father and brother, just because youβre the Crown Prince now, you think you can lord it over us, donβt you?" At this point, Tang Xiaobai suddenly stopped.
She stared at him for a moment, her face tense, her tone calm: "You are the Crown Prince now, tell me, canβt I forbid it?"
Li Mu pressed his lips, muttering, "Yes."
Her tense shoulders instantly relaxed. She crawled beside him, held his shoulders, and gently kissed his forehead.
Li Mu encircled her body, slowly tightening his grip, suddenly recalling that ridiculous beauty scheme.
If it had been her, he might have really fallen for it.
"The Crown Prince is so mighty. If you treat my father and brother this way, what if they refuse to let me marry you?" She nestled in his arms, embracing his neck, her complaining voice both cute and fierce.
Li Mu tilted his face slightly, lightly rubbed her face with his nose, and asked in a low voice, "What should we do?"
Tang Xiaobai blushed a little.
The young manβs eyelashes were long and thick, fluttering like delicate fans over his gentle eyes.
He was deadly when angry, but equally deadly when tender.
She yearned to kiss him...
Just as she was feeling intrigued, she heard her father and brotherβs voices outside the door. Hurriedly, she cleared her thoughts and pushed him, "Quick, let them in to talk!"
Li Mu adjusted her clothes, tidied her hair, then gave the order: "Invite Duke Yan, General Tang!"
...
Tang Shigong and his son entered, but stood outside the screen.
Initially seeing nothing outside the door and having been somewhat at ease, through the screen now, they vaguely saw the two nestled on the couch, and Tang Ziqianβs eyes immediately reddened, pulling out his long knife, "Clang!" splitting the screen in two.
The Imperial Guards heard the commotion and immediately drew their swords, surrounding Tang Shigong and his son.
Tang Xiaobai was frightened and yelled, "Calm down! Calm down!" and tugged Li Muβs sleeve fiercely.
"Stand down," Li Mu instructed flatly.
The guards withdrew, and the knife in Tang Ziqianβs hand also lowered.
Behind the screen, though the two were close, it was not as improper as it seemed.
Tang Ziqian was scrutinizing his sister while reaching out a hand, "Xiao Bai, come here!"
Tang Xiaobai felt a bit awkward, "Iβm not wearing shoes or socksβ" Seeing her father and brotherβs faces change, she hurriedly explained, "I took them off by myselfβno, I sprained my foot, applied medicine, and hurriedly forgot to put them on! And my hair wasnβt properly combed in the first place, it got messed up while riding."
Li Mu couldnβt help but curve his lips.
She explained everything but didnβt mention why she was "in a hurry" or why she was "riding."
Indeed, she thought it was their personal matter and didnβt want outsiders to interfere.
Li Mu understood; Tang Ziqian also comprehended, catching Li Muβs smug look, he snorted angrily, "Why are you explaining to us? You were brought into the Eastern Palace with disheveled clothes, does anyone care about your reputation?" He glared daggers at Li Mu.
At this moment, Deng Liao approached holding a scroll: "Your Highness, the memorial for requesting the Crown Princess Consort has been drafted!"
No sooner had he spoken than a flash of a blade danced before him.
Deng Liao, being a scholar, was unable to defend himself.
Before he could dodge, he saw the memorial split in two, falling to the ground.
Li Muβs expression turned cold.
Tang Shigong sheathed his knife, coldly stating, "If Your Highness still remembers past niceties, please grant a carriage to bring our daughter back with dignity!"
Seeing that another argument was about to ensue, Tang Xiaobai hurriedly pulled Li Mu aside and intervened, "Father, Brother, itβs just a little misunderstanding between the Crown Prince and me, would you... please wait outside for a bit, Iβll talk to the Crown Prince and go home with you!"
Tang Shigong remained silent, standing still.
Tang Ziqian sneered, "What canβt be spoken in front of us? Do you want us to leave so you two can whisper behind closed doors?"
Tang Xiaobai pinched her forehead wearily, "Then we wonβt close the door, you can watch from outside?"
It was only then that Tang Shigong nodded, "Weβll wait outside with Ziqian for a quarter of an hour. The entire Capital City saw the Crown Prince take you into the Eastern Palace. Should you stay too long, it would harm your reputation," he glanced at Li Mu, "I trust the Crown Prince will not stand idly by." Having said this, he left.
Tang Ziqian planted the tip of his sword into the ground, coldly watching Li Mu, "If you truly care for Xiaobai, everything can be discussed, but if you intend to ruin her virtue, she has parents and siblings, youβre not indispensable!"
As he turned to leave, he intentionally dragged the sword tip, creating a piercing screech on the ground.
Tang Xiaobai was amused yet exasperated.
The screech made her teeth ache, but Tang Ziqianβs words moved her.
"Am I not indispensable?" a displeased voice questioned beside her ear.
Tang Xiaobai saw her father and brother had moved far enough away, presumably out of earshot, she cleared her throat and quietly said, "If you bully me, then of course, youβre dispensable!"
Though her voice was subdued, one could detect a hint of coyness.
Li Mu couldnβt help but feel his heart flutter, wanting to embrace her, but mindful of the watchful eyes outside, he held back and softly said, "How could I bully you?"
Tang Xiaobai couldnβt help but glare at him, "Then what were you doing today?"
Li Mu finally recalled the dayβs ordeal, his face turning stern, "You always mistook me for someone elseβ"
"Shouldnβt the other person be upset? You reaped all the benefits!" she retorted, justified.
Li Mu savored the word "benefits," his tone softening, "Then why were you looking for Qin Xiao?"
Tang Xiaobai pondered for a moment, deciding to start from the beginning, "Do you remember me telling you, when I was nine, I had a dream..."
"...In my dream, it seemed that Qin Xiaoβs death led to the downfall of Duke Yan Mansion, so when I woke, I wanted to save Qin Xiao and protect the Duke Yan Mansion."
"What about me?" Li Mu felt something amiss.
Why was he absent from her dream?
"You were already dead," Tang Xiaobai said, "in June of the twelfth year of Taixing."
Li Mu recalled for a moment.
June of the twelfth year of Taixing was when he originally planned to escape to Zhenzhou.
If he had really gone, the emperor would have conveniently announced the Crown Princeβs demise.
He might not necessarily have fled to Zhenzhou, he could have hidden his identity, or been killed en route.
If it werenβt for her, it didnβt matter who he was.
Remaining in the Capital City was merely a hope to be with her openly as Li Mu.
Today, he thought he succeeded, only to realize it was a case of mistaken identity.
"If anyone else had been mistaken for Qin Xiao, would you have treated him the same?"
Recalling how she mistook Yu Jun for Qin Xiao today and rushed to save him regardless of danger, Li Muβs face darkened once again.
