“A code? What code? I don't know what you're talking about?”
“You surely know the military’s code, don't you?” Mu Anxiao said deliberately, glancing at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi understood Mu Anxiao's look but remained silent.
Zhao Xiang: "Up to the heavens, down to the earth."
"Up to the heavens, down to the earth." Mu Anxiao was utterly confused, turning to Feng Qishi, raising an eyebrow, asking what it meant.
Feng Qishi nodded slightly, conveying that Zhao Xiang was correct.
Mu Anxiao pouted and said, "Good, you still remember." As she spoke, she rubbed the tip of her nose, feeling awkward.
Zhao Xiang stood by the door, looking at the unmoving door, growing impatient, “I said it correctly, why won’t you open it? It looks like you’ve done something to Mo Yun.”
“I haven’t.”
“You say you haven’t, you definitely…”
“I’ll open it.” Mu Anxiao was too lazy to listen to Zhao Xiang's nonsense anymore.
“Open.”
“…” Mu Anxiao pouted, reaching out to remove the bolt and opening the door.
Immediately, Zhao Xiang looked at Mu Anxiao with disdain and said, “Mo Yun, are you alright?” He said it intentionally.
Mu Anxiao glared at the feigning Zhao Xiang, then stepped back two paces, turning to look at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi remained silent, quietly observing Zhao Xiang.
Zhao Xiang stepped over the threshold, turned, and smiled at Feng Qishi, “I’ve thought of a way.” He then walked towards Feng Qishi.
However, in Feng Qishi’s eyes, Amei’s life was extremely important. Seeing Zhao Xiang acting this way, he couldn't help but become wary of Zhao Xiang. “She’s already recovered,” he said, deliberately moving in front of Zhao Xiang.
Feng Qishi blocked Zhao Xiang’s path, leaving him confused, “How could she have recovered? I haven’t given her the antidote yet.”
“She received it,” Feng Qishi said, pointing at Mu Anxiao. He inexplicably sensed a demonic aura from Zhao Xiang, and his eyes darkened.
Mu Anxiao cooperated with Feng Qishi, “Yes, that’s right, I gave her the antidote.” As she spoke, she stepped forward.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiang immediately turned to look at Mu Anxiao, exclaiming, “You want to kill her.”
Mu Anxiao was startled.
Feng Qishi asked in confusion, “Why are you shouting?” As he asked, he reached out and placed a hand on Zhao Xiang’s shoulder.
Then, Zhao Xiang took a deep breath, turned back to Feng Qishi, and said, “Mo Yun, have you gone mad? She will get Amei killed, you…” He spoke with a slight quiver in his voice, “You are truly muddle-headed.”
Mu Anxiao found Zhao Xiang’s exaggerated behavior speechless. At one moment, she couldn't help but feel… as if she were a villain.
However, that thought quickly vanished.
Feng Qishi was also speechless at Zhao Xiang’s display.
The next second, Zhao Xiang shed ‘sincere’ tears.
Mu Anxiao calmly watched Zhao Xiang’s slightly trembling shoulders and thought about the wicked schemes in his mind. She frowned and was about to speak when Amei woke up.
“Young Master, is that you?” Amei said, sitting up.
Hearing this, Zhao Xiang immediately wiped away his crocodile tears. As Feng Qishi turned slightly, he looked towards Amei.
In contrast, Amei stared at Feng Qishi, “Young Master, this is your room.”
“…” Feng Qishi was left speechless.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi’s speechless back, then at the feigning Zhao Xiang, narrowed her eyes, and stepped forward, saying, “You fainted, and I saved you.” She stopped beside Zhao Xiang.
Zhao Xiang frowned, looking at Mu Anxiao, “You really know how to take credit.”
“It was me,” Mu Anxiao retorted, glancing at Zhao Xiang, then turning back to Amei, “Alright, you can get off this bed now.”
“I still don’t feel well,” Amei said softly, her gaze still fixed on Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi felt uncomfortable under Amei’s gaze, so he lowered his head.
Mu Anxiao pouted, “I am your savior, why are you looking at him?”
Amei listened, then turned to look at Mu Anxiao, “…” She was suddenly speechless.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao asked in confusion, “What, are you embarrassed to see me?”
“It’s him,” Amei said, pointing at Zhao Xiang.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao followed Amei’s finger and glanced at Zhao Xiang, then suddenly remembered what Amei had said before fainting and thought, it was the richly dressed one.
Amei: “It’s this strange person, deliberately hiding from the Young Master.” She glanced at Feng Qishi as she spoke.
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao continued to stare at Zhao Xiang and smiled, “This is the one you like.”
“You shut up.”
“The way she rejects you,” Mu Anxiao said, deliberately placing a hand on Zhao Xiang’s shoulder, “shows that you are the one with the problem, not me.”
“…” Zhao Xiang frowned and immediately turned to look at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao shrugged, “What, am I wrong? In this world, there are countless people who turn hateful out of love.” She patted Zhao Xiang’s shoulder, “I think you are one of them.”
Zhao Xiang never expected to be outmaneuvered. Looking at Mu Anxiao, he wasn't afraid, but instead smiled, “I merely like her, not…”
“I don’t want you to like me,” Amei said, understanding Zhao Xiang’s words, and immediately turned to look at him.
Hearing this, Zhao Xiang rolled his eyes as if holding back his anger and turned to look at Amei, “…” Using his gaze to tell her to say less.
Amei was startled by Zhao Xiang’s look and shrank her neck.
Mu Anxiao, still with her hand on Zhao Xiang’s shoulder, said coldly, “This is hate.”
“I hate being rejected,” Zhao Xiang said, about to swat away Mu Anxiao’s hand, but Mu Anxiao removed it herself.
Seeing this, Zhao Xiang glared at Mu Anxiao, then turned back to Amei, “You are Amei, I have seen you.”
“You…”
“I am Mo Yun’s friend, my name is Zhao Xiang, the eldest young master of the Zhao family. If possible, I would like to ask you to come with me. Will you,” Zhao Xiang became gentle, as if trying to salvage the situation, “agree?”
Amei was indeed startled by Zhao Xiang’s previous look. Now, looking at Zhao Xiang, her heart clenched, and she didn't know what to say.
“…”
“Amei,” Zhao Xiang called out gently.
Amei swallowed. Before she could speak, Feng Qishi said, “She cannot leave here.” He moved, blocking the line of sight between Zhao Xiang and Amei.
Amei breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi and also felt relieved.
Zhao Xiang asked in confusion, “Mo Yun, you are my brother, you should agree with me.” He smiled.
Feng Qishi said, “She is a maid who just entered my manor. She doesn’t understand any etiquette yet. Following you would only cause you trouble, so I have decided,” he pointed at Mu Anxiao, “to hand her over to Mu Xiao.”
Mu Anxiao’s eyes widened upon hearing this.
Zhao Xiang paused and said, “Mo Yun, you will regret this decision.”
“Whether I regret it or not is my own business. Zhao Xiang, why were you hiding from me?” Feng Qishi asked.
Zhao Xiang’s eyes flickered evasively.
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