Chapter 156: I May Have Done Well, But You Can't

When Nan Xueyin woke up again, the sky was bright.

She was lying inside a carriage; the floor must have been lined with ice, for even in the sweltering summer, despite being sealed on all sides, it was not stuffy.

The carriage was swaying, and if nothing went wrong, they were on the road back to Lianzhou.

She knitted her brows and recalled things very carefully.

After drinking the bowl of medicine the old woman had brought, she had indeed felt the pain of the Gu Poison in her body subsiding.

But afterward, she had inexplicably fallen into a coma again.

As for what happened after that, she knew nothing at all.

Until this moment.

The only other person in the carriage with her was that deaf and mute old woman, who was bowing her head, sewing a small shirt.

Seeing that she had woken up, the old woman hurriedly stopped what she was doing and knocked on the wooden wall of the carriage.

Before long, the wooden door of the carriage was pushed open from the outside, and Xiao Mingyu leaned in.

Looking at Nan Xueyin, he was full of tenderness and smiled: "You're awake. Yinyin, you slept for a long time."

The old woman was very afraid of him; seeing him arrive, she clutched the small shirt and needlework in her hands and curled up into the corner.

Xiao Mingyu acted as if she didn't exist, sat down beside Nan Xueyin, and said with a smile: "We have already left Fengdu by now. At this speed, we will be able to reach Lianzhou by tomorrow afternoon. It's been a long time since you were back; do you miss it?"

Nan Xueyin's expression was cold, and her tone was heartless: "I don't miss it at all."

Xiao Mingyu acted as if he hadn't heard her say this and smiled: "You told me before that the Crown Prince would definitely find you once he discovered you were missing. But he hasn't."

Nan Xueyin looked at him sideways.

"You don't believe it?" Xiao Mingyu was calm and composed. "As the Crown Prince, if he were determined to find you, no matter how I hid you, you wouldn't be able to escape from under his nose. If he had truly come to find you, how could you be lying peacefully in my carriage?"

He looked at her deeply. "What kind of women are not around the Crown Prince? What kind of beauties are not there? He finds you fresh and thinks you are pretty, so he treats you a bit better and says some sweet words. Once he meets someone more beautiful and someone he likes more, he will forget you and won't like you anymore. Furthermore, you know the Emperor and the Empress Dowager do not like you; you cannot become the Crown Princess. Forget him. Once we return to Lianzhou, I will give you whatever you want."

Nan Xueyin remained unmoved.

Xiao Mingyu's patience was somewhat exhausted.

He was a Prince, and he had always been surrounded by beauties; no matter who it was, he could win them over in no more than a few words.

Even a woman like Yan Zhirong had not made him spend much time or energy.

Yet he had already said so many nice things to Nan Xueyin, and his posture had been lowered enough.

Xiao Mingyu did not understand what exactly she was struggling with.

Xiao Mingyu frowned, and after a long while, he suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Why is it that you can't forget Xiao Youlan? Is it because he makes you feel very comfortable in bed? Tell me what you like about him, and I can also..."

"Slap!"

A sudden slap interrupted all of Xiao Mingyu's unfinished words.

Xiao Mingyu did not dodge and took the blow head-on.

Nan Xueyin did not hold back her strength, and his head was knocked to one side.

He pressed his tongue against his cheek and turned his head back. "What's wrong, angry? It seems I hit the nail on the head. Didn't Xiao Youlan say he had never touched a woman? How could he make you miss him so much?"

Nan Xueyin curled her lips in sarcasm: "Before you try to deceive me, you should cover up the wounds on your face first."

Xiao Mingyu was stunned.

"Xiao Youlan came looking for me and even broke into your Jiaoyuan. Who hit you? Shu Yu?" Nan Xueyin said unhurriedly.

Xiao Mingyu's complexion became even uglier.

Nan Xueyin, however, shifted her gaze away, refusing to look at him again.

The carriage moved slowly, and after a long time, Xiao Mingyu said in a low voice: "At least you are willing to talk to me; this shows that you still have me in your heart."

Nan Xueyin found it ridiculous. "Do you know, the first time I escaped from the Eastern Palace, after Xiao Youlan found me, how did I treat him?"

"How?"

Nan Xueyin's gaze suddenly fell upon his face. "He said many things to me, but I remained silent throughout."

Xiao Mingyu froze.

"Do you know why that is?"

Xiao Mingyu could not say a word.

"Because from that moment on, I had already started to like him in my heart. When I like someone, I never know what to say to them. Only when I hate someone do I say many nasty things. For example, right now," Nan Xueyin looked at him with eyes devoid of any warmth, "Xiao Mingyu, I liked you before because I was young and naive. Only after meeting Xiao Youlan did I realize what kind of rotten person you are. If you continue to stay with me, I can say even nastier things."

Xiao Mingyu's head was buzzing.

He was once again infuriated by her.

At this moment, Xiao Mingyu had a strong urge to kick Nan Xueyin out of the carriage.

But Xiao Mingyu held back.

"You are very good."

He squeezed this sentence out from between his teeth.

The good mood he had when he arrived earlier had vanished completely. Xiao Mingyu felt that this woman was truly heartless and truly annoying! He turned around, pushed open the wooden door, and quickly went down.

Watching the wooden door close and the carriage return to silence, Nan Xueyin felt a bit more comfortable in her heart.

She reached out and swiped at the air, as if to drive away all the scent that belonged to Xiao Mingyu.

Suddenly, a sharp neighing sound came from outside the carriage.

Nan Xueyin judged that this was a horse that had been injured.

The carriage stopped abruptly, and she heard exclamations one after another outside: "There are assassins!"

"The assassins are here!"

"Protect the Prince!"

It was chaotic outside, and a fight soon broke out.

Nan Xueyin remained sitting in the carriage, tilting her head to watch the old woman patiently embroidering something.

The old woman could not hear, so she had no reaction and remained focused on her embroidery.

Although Nan Xueyin heard it, she did not care; she wished for Xiao Mingyu to die, so she watched with great interest.

"Nan Xueyin!"

It was not until Xiao Mingyu's exasperated voice came from outside.

Nan Xueyin leaned her body, unhurriedly opened the wooden window of the carriage, and looked out.

The Assassins appeared too suddenly, the guards' protective capabilities were limited, and Xiao Mingyu's left arm was injured; he was protected by a few people, but many more Assassins were still eyeing him like tigers.

He stared in her direction with a gloomy expression and shouted angrily: "Are you not coming out to protect me yet!"

Nan Xueyin's gaze was indifferent.

Xiao Mingyu gritted his teeth: "Otherwise, I will smash your white jade pendant!"

Nan Xueyin let out a cold laugh.

Since he was using the white jade pendant as a threat, what other choice did Nan Xueyin have?

She closed the window, pushed open the wooden door, and spun off the carriage.

With Nan Xueyin's participation, the battle situation quickly reversed.

The last Assassin had his throat slit by Nan Xueyin's blade, and he fell to the ground with wide, disbelieving eyes.

"Miss Nan is mighty!"

Bai Chuan, who was protecting Xiao Mingyu at his side, could not help but exclaim in admiration.

He also sighed in his heart, this was the power of love! Seeing the Prince fall into danger, even if it were an army of thousands, it would be useless before Miss Nan!

Miss Nan was bound to carve out a bloody path for her beloved!

Nan Xueyin raised her eyes to look at him, and also saw Xiao Mingyu beside him.

Xiao Mingyu was out of danger and breathed a sigh of relief, then said in a gentle voice: "You did very well."

Nan Xueyin threw the blood-stained knife at his feet and said coldly: "I did do well, but you are useless. With so many people wanting your life, have you never considered whether you are truly too deserving of death?"