116: Chapter 116 The Junior Apprentice Brother Has Disappeared 116: Chapter 116 The Junior Apprentice Brother Has Disappeared Qi Yu imdiately stood up, her expression alert as she glanced outside the door.
Just as she was about to step outside to take a look, Li Mingjue stopped her, “It’s okay, you stay in the room, I’ll go outside and check.”
Qi Yu frowned but did not agree.
But Li Mingjue pressed her down without explanation, tucked her in, and looked down at her, “Just lie down.”
Qi Yu’s face reddened, and she struggled to get up again.
Unexpectedly, Li Mingjue leaned down and kissed her lips directly.
Qi Yu montarily lost her strength and could only let him kiss her.
The incident was sudden, and Li Mingjue didn’t dare to take it lightly, he kissed her for a few seconds then pulled away slightly.
Qi Yu felt his gaze deepen a bit.
Just as she was about to say sothing, the person who had leaned down again bit her.
This bite was right on her lips, it was both painful and itchy, making her whole body go limp, and a tingling sensation was vaguely coming from her back.
Qi Yu was stunned on the spot.
Not until Li Mingjue released her and went out the door did she co back to her senses.
The sound of fighting outside beca very vague, as if it was coming from a far place.
Now, she only felt her heart pounding like a drum, as if it was going to burst through her chest.
After calming down for a while, she gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath.
After cursing, she felt sowhat embarrassed and buried herself in the quilt, only her ears, red enough to drip blood, showing.
The fighting outside gradually ceased, and Qi Yu pricked up her ears to listen for a while, but heard nothing.
But she still couldn’t rest assured, so she threw on her coat casually and walked out the door.
On the ground lay a group of people in black, Li Mingjue and several hidden guards were holding swords with fresh blood still dripping slowly onto the ground, creating an eerie scene.
Because the noise from the fight was loud, the monks in the temple heard it and ran over.
Liao Fan had just managed to get Kong Ran to sleep and was rubbing his tired eyes when he heard the clashing of swords and imdiately got up and ran to the backyard.
“Are the Prince and Princess all right?” He rushed over, and seeing Li Mingjue and Qi Yu standing outside, he finally felt relieved.
Then he saw the bodies on the ground, a shocking sight.
He closed his eyes, turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, and muttered a Buddhist chant softly.
Qi Yu couldn’t hear clearly, but she felt that Liao Fan, standing under the moonlight, seed like a monk who had attained enlightennt, co to transcend these people.
She yawned and looked at Shiqi beside her, “Were these people sent by Li Ming’an?”
Shiqi lifted the masks off a few of the people in black and nodded, “Probably.”
He did not recognize these people, but their moves were similar to those of the group in black who had ambushed them at the hunting ground previously.
Thus, he surmised that these were probably also sent by Li Ming’an.
Qi Yu scoffed, “Still restless even when facing death.”
Saying this, she felt like kicking these people in black to release so anger.
They had disturbed her sleep late at night.
Li Mingjue let her vent her frustration before taking her hand, his tone gentle, “Had enough?”
Seeing him, Qi Yu felt a faint pain on her lips.
She subconsciously touched her lip, still feeling the mark from the bite, glared at him with both sha and anger, and then returned to the room.
Li Mingjue felt his heart race again under her unthreatening gaze, thinking that his Princess didn’t realize her look was not lethal but instead shy and timid, which made it irresistibly tantalizing.
He entrusted those several people to Shiqi for handling and then returned to his room.
The group of monks, who hastily arrived, were dumbstruck by such a grand scene and found themselves speechless.
After Liao Fan had finished reading the transcendence scripture, he opened his eyes and said to them, “Go rest for now.
We can talk tomorrow if anything arises.”
All the brothers silently nodded like puppets on a string and walked towards the dormitories.
Yet, soone stayed behind, staring intently at Liao Fan with an icy tone, “Liao Fan, all these troubles all caused by you!”
Liao Fan looked up and saw it was his own elder brother, who was reproaching him.
He slightly frowned, “What do you an, Brother Liao Ran?
These people ca after the Prince and Princess.
The Princess even saved my life.
Both emotionally and rationally, we owe the Princess.”
Liao Ran scoffed, “If it weren’t for you bringing these two here, how could such killings have occurred in the temple?”
Liao Fan knew he had always been hostile towards him.
He didn’t want to argue and said indifferently, “Let’s talk about it tomorrow after consulting the abbot.
If the abbot wants to punish , I have no objections.”
After saying that, he walked away under the moonlight, still embodying a solitary and lofty air.
Liao Ran watched him leave with gritted teeth, angrily turned back but was suddenly stopped by soone in his path.
He retreated several steps in shock at the sight of the man dressed in black in front of him.
Just as he was about to shout, the man covered his mouth.
The lower half of this black-robed person’s face was obscured, yet his eyes shone like stars, irresistibly captivating.
With a slight smile, he said in a remarkably gentle tone to Liao Ran, “Don’t panic, I won’t hurt you.”
Liao Ran, still unsettled, was soothed by his eyes, which carried a hint of gentleness, and nodded blankly.
He then heard this man ask, “Do you really want to kill Liao Fan?”
Liao Ran’s pupils dilated.
Just as he was about to shake his head, he heard the man chuckle softly, his voice laced with a bit of seduction, “I can help you achieve this desire if you do as I say.”
After a long silence, Liao Ran steeled his heart and nodded firmly.
He had been in Yunhe Temple for over a decade, yet he couldn’t compare to Liao Fan who had been there for less than two years.
Even the abbot who watched him grow up stated he wanted to pass his position to Liao Fan.
Why?
Liao Ran thought bitterly, clutching the dicine pack that the mysterious figure had given him, and walked towards Kong Ran’s room.
The assassination had disturbed the peace in Yunhe Temple, and Liao Fan, unable to rest easy, continued to stay in Kong Ran’s room to watch over him.
When Liao Ran entered, Liao Fan was ditating on a mat by the bed.
He had his eyes closed, appearing to be asleep.
Kong Ran on the bed was also soundly asleep.
Liao Ran glanced around, made sure no one was nearby, then softly pushed open the door and tiptoed in.
He slipped the dicine into a teapot on the table, then quietly left the room.
The guilt-ridden Liao Ran did not notice that after he left, Kong Ran on the bed quietly opened one eye, fixing his gaze on the door.
The next day, when Liao Fan opened his eyes, Kong Ran was no longer on the bed.
He imdiately stood up, intending to search for people.
He failed to notice that the teapot that was supposed to be on the table had vanished at so point.
As he passed the backyard, he happened to et the early-rising Qi Yu and hurriedly bowed, “Princess.”
Qi Yu nodded, noticing his unusual deanor, she asked, “Master, where are you heading?”
Before Liao Fan could reply, he heard soone nearby shout, “The young monk is missing!”
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