Chapter 91: Can the person he seeks refuge with protect him?
Looking at the sky, it had almost turned dark, and this was not a place to linger. Sikong Mo got up, covering his wound, and slowly walked away.
Not far away, Si Bei, who had been tasked by Sikong Mo to contact his subordinates, returned only to find that Sikong Mo and Si Nan had been chased and separated. He and his n had been searching for a day and a night with no clue in sight.
Feeling both irritated and uneasy, Sikong Mo suddenly appeared not far away.
Si Bei imdiately knelt down, “Prince, I have arrived late, please punish .”
After traveling so distance, Sikong Mo began to feel weak again. At this mont, he didn’t respond but just raised his hand to signal Si Bei to rise, “How is Si Nan?”
“He was slashed several tis, and he has been taken to the dical hall,” said Si Bei, filled with murderous intent. Then he asked, “How are your wounds, Prince?”
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“It’s nothing serious,” replied Sikong Mo. In a turn, he commanded, “The girl who sold dicine at the dical hall last ti, arrange for soone to protect her.”
“Prince?” Si Bei was stunned. Their master had always despised won, and here he was asking him to arrange protection for a re maid? Had he misheard, or had his wise and mighty Prince misspoken?
“For all these years, she is the only one who has touched
without triggering my rage,” Sikong Mo sighed.
“Understood,” Si Bei instantly grasped the situation.
Because of certain incidents, the Prince disliked won. When facing them, he reacted as if facing poison, any closeness leading him to a murderous frenzy. All these years, there had been no exceptions, and those won with impure intentions who tried to seduce the Prince invariably paid with their lives.
Because of this, the entire world knew that Dongyue’s War God King could not be near won.
However, the Prince’s dislike for won was one thing, and the War Prince Residence might manage without a Princess Consort, but it could not go without an heir.
The Prince was the only successor of his line; the vast War Prince Residence couldn’t lack descendants to carry on the bloodline.
In an instant, Si Bei thought of many things, even ideas that Sikong Mo himself had not considered, showing how worried he was about his master having no wife at the age of twenty.
Sikong Mo had walked a few steps, then turned around and said, “On second thought, don’t arrange for soone to go after all. Just send her two thousand silver notes as a token of gratitude for saving my life.”
Silver was sothing Sikong Mo was not short of, but the girl lacked support. Giving her too much might bring danger instead.
Moreover, right now, many were only too eager for his demise. The girl was just an ordinary farm lass; his rash decision to have soone watch over her would only expose her to others and potentially bring imasurable harm. It was better not to stir up unnecessary trouble.
“Understood,” Si Bei, although not knowing why his master had suddenly changed his mind, knew that whatever the command, right or wrong, he had to follow it.
Si Bei looked up and spoke again, “Prince, the County Magistrate of Shuangxi Town has probably been colluding with the old Princess Consort for so ti. I’ve received the news that the County Magistrate Residence’s people spotted us as soon as we arrived at the dical hall. Later, the tracking of you and Si Nan was done by the assassins connected with the County Magistrate Residence.”
“Heh!”
“Then let him see if the person he has allied with can protect him when it really matters!” There was a flash of bloodthirst in Sikong Mo’s eyes.
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When Ye Jiu descended the mountain, the sky was nearly completely dark; she hurriedly delivered the bowl to Zhuzi’s ho and then rushed back to her own.
At this late hour, she hadn’t returned ho yet, and she could only wonder how worried they must be.
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