Don't you invite me in and sit?

If this is placed in the 21st century, it is just a matter of wanting to enter the house, and its purpose is self-evident.

But in this era, it naturally didn't mean that when it comes to Mu Bai.

Qingge knew that he had something to say to him.

"Okay." Without any hesitation, she opened the door and asked him to go in.

Mu Bai walked into the room, and the door was instantly closed behind him.

As soon as Mu Bai turned around, his neck suddenly became cold, and a cold dagger pressed against the artery on his neck.

"For the benefactor who just saved your life, isn't the Ninth Princess' move a bit too ungrateful?"

"Why do you want to help me?" Chu Qingge forced him and walked slowly into the inner hall.

It's a little far from the door.

She lowered her voice: "What the hell are you thinking? Nan Mubai?"

But Mu Bai just looked at her and didn't say anything.

The thin lips pursed were filled with a slight cool breath, but they were so peaceful and quiet.

Even if the knife was placed on her neck and the blade was aimed at his artery, she could kill him with just a force and a gentle pressure on her wrist.

But his eyes were always calm, even soft.

"Do you really think I won't hurt you?" Chu Qingge narrowed his eyes and tightened his five fingers.

"If you don't plan to kill me, don't leave any traces on my neck, otherwise it will arouse their suspicion."

Mu Bai's words are neither light nor heavy, but light, always like a gust of wind.

A gust of wind blowing from my heart.

The singer Qing loosened the knife, took the knife from his neck, and with a squeak, it was pulled back to his waist.

His words at least make sense. If there was a knife mark on the third prince's neck, this matter would inevitably cause another suspicion.

"Why do you need to help me?" she asked, her tone was no longer as good as Sen Han as before.

Mu Bai sat down on the chair and still stared at her, as if he couldn't see enough.

Chu Qingge frowned: "What does it mean?"

"You really don't feel what I want to you at all?" Mu Bai asked.

Chu Qingge's eyebrows frowned even more: "What do you mean? You don't want to tell me that you like me, right?"

She wanted to laugh a little: "I've already married. In your era, such a woman might be called a torn shoe!"

It’s not that she prefers boys over girls, but that she knows well that in ancient times, a woman who had been married and was retired was the tragic flower and willow that men had called.

Anyone with a little skill would not want such a woman.

Mu Bai still looked at her. No matter what she said, his eyes when he looked at her were always quiet, with a hint of peace.

Very gentle feeling.

"This is the Southern Jin Dynasty, and I am a man from the Southern Jin Dynasty."

This is very clear. In the Southern Jin Dynasty, women put their abilities first, and there is no such statement here.

There are so many women, they need several men.

Chu Qingge was stunned. He didn't expect this problem before.

In the Southern Jin Dynasty, a woman’s second or third marriage was nothing.

"You... aren't you kidding me?" She never thought about this problem.

"Otherwise, I have always wanted to pay for nothing, just following you, and you have never thought about the reason?" Mu Bai asked.

Qingge glanced at him: "Of course I thought about it."

But what I thought at that time was that he might have another purpose.

Feelings and so on have never been a big deal for her, who was a man who was a child in the War Minister and was determined to defend her country.

She even once suspected that he was a man in black robe.

However, the man in black robe was from the Northern Qin royal family, and he was the third prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Only then did I realize how ridiculous my initial suspicion was.
Chapter completed!