After returning from the dungeon, Nan Muchen took a thorough shower first to wash off the dust stuck to his body, then put on a clean black robe and began to practice calligraphy while standing in front of his desk.

Lu Qi stood next to Nan Muchen and gently studied the ink for Nan Muchen.

Nan Muchen, who had just finished taking a bath, had long, dark hair half-dried on his shoulders. Following the movements of his body, a few strands of his hair hung mischievously on his chest. He lowered his eyelids and fanned himself with a pair of thick, slender eyelashes.

It seems that the pair of peach blossom eyes are even more charming.

A brush is held vertically in the white palm, making the knuckles of the fingers look even longer.

While Lu Qi was studying ink for Nan Muchen, her eyes couldn't help but glance at Nan Muchen's face.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. Always watch what I do." The hand holding the brush still kept moving, and his eyes were still focused on the rice paper spread out on the table. What he was writing was the word "ding".

Lu Qi stopped inking the ink, looked at Nan Muchen's face again, and then said embarrassedly: "Master, your mouth...is it Miss Su?"

Nan Muchen's expression suddenly froze, his hand trembled, and he shook the final stroke of the word, causing a long ink mark to appear.

The other hand subconsciously touched his injured lower lip. The cracked place no longer bled, but it still stung a bit when he touched it.

His face turned red for no reason, and he realized that Lu Qi was still looking at him. He coughed twice awkwardly and said, "Lu Qi, what kind of person do you think Su Mumu is?"

Lu Qi seemed to have discovered a new world, and her eyes widened.

In his memory, this was the first time he saw his master blush because of a woman.

"Miss Su is as meticulous as dust and kind-hearted. She is dedicated to her master. You may not know that Miss Su is very serious every time she prepares medicine for the prince. She is also afraid that the servants will make the wrong medicine, so she often watches the fire by herself.

It doesn’t matter that Zhang’s little face is blackened by the firewood.”

"By the way, Miss Su will secretly come to check the master's pulse when he is asleep at night. Because the medicine the master drinks at night is added with Fu Shen, which has a calming effect, so even if Miss Su comes to see you at night, you

I don’t know, and she doesn’t allow us to tell you.”

"Moreover, Miss Su is also kind to the servants. Even if the servants accidentally take the wrong medicine sometimes, she never blames them. The servants all say that Miss Su is a rare good person..."

"Okay, okay." Nan Muchen was afraid that he would keep talking, so he could only interrupt him midway, "I don't want to hear you count her many advantages, annoying."

Although he said so, what Lu Qi said to him today still surprised him.

"Master..." Lu Qi said hesitantly, "I don't understand why you must put Miss Su in the dungeon."

Although he is Nan Muchen's close bodyguard, he has always watched Su Mumu's every move. Today, he did not mean to say good things to Su Mumu. Everything he said was true.

Made for Nan Muchen.

In his opinion, as long as it is for Nan Muchen's good, he will never hesitate!

Of course Nan Muchen knew that Lu Qi was loyal to him, so he did not blame Lu Qi, but this did not mean that he would let Su Mumu off easily.

"Anyone who cannot find out the details cannot be trusted by me." Nan Muchen lowered his eyelids and looked at the distorted word "ding" on the rice paper, "Lu Qi, go down first.

, I want to stay alone for a while..."

The night became darker and darker, and only the little light from Longchen Pavilion stayed on until very late.

Su Mumu hasn't seen Nan Muchen for four days. Since Nan Muchen left last time, no one has given her food.

After staying alone in the cold and damp dungeon for four days, the only ones who could keep her company were the rats that occasionally came out to look for food. Su Mumu now finally understood the mood of the prisoners in the prison.

Because compared to physical devastation, spiritual loneliness and emptiness are often the most terrifying.

Like a lone traveler who has lost his way in the dark night, there is no trace of light in the darkness. It seems that a layer of shadow that cannot be broken has been cast on the heart, imprisoning the soul deep in the heart. There is no way to escape, only endless

Confused and panicked.

If she hadn't locked herself in the morgue for several days in order to study medicine, she might really have gone crazy now.

The bright clothes on her body, after four days of abuse, were already dirty and messy. Her hair, which used to be as long as a waterfall, was now more like a bird's nest on her head. She didn't have any strength in her body, so she could only lean on the grass weakly.

At the table, the image in front of me was blurry, turning into patches of mottled color with no focus.

But she didn't dare to close her eyes because she was afraid that once she closed her eyes, she would never wake up again.

"Princess, Princess, can you see me? I am Liu Shuang."

Liu Shuang... turned her head with great effort, and could see the blurry shadow of a person. Su Mumu tried her best to open her eyes wide, trying to see who the shadow was, but no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't see clearly.

A small piece of white object was brought to her lips. It was still warm and exuded the fragrance of steamed buns. Su Mumu swallowed it without any hesitation, opening her mouth and chewing it quickly.

The steamed buns were very soft, so she didn't feel as dry as ordinary steamed buns. As soon as she swallowed one piece, another piece came to her mouth.

After taking several bites, I felt like I was alive, and my eyes gradually gained focus.

Turning his head sideways, he could see Liu Shuang kneeling outside the cell door, holding the white steamed bun he had just fed to him.

"Great, Princess, you can finally see clearly!" Liu Shuang smiled brightly at Su Mumu, with a layer of mist in his clear eyes, looking overjoyed.

"Liu Shuang, thank you..." Su Mumu smiled weakly at her, and her voice was as rough as running over stones, "If it weren't for you, I feel like I would have died."

Liu Shuang wiped the tears from her eyes with her sleeves and said angrily: "Princess, please stop talking nonsense. You are such a kind person. The Bodhisattva will definitely bless you with a long life!"

After saying that, he broke off a small piece from the bun and put it to Su Mumu's mouth. He also complained: "Your Majesty is so cruel. He didn't give you food for four days. If I hadn't happened to hear it when I passed by the kitchen today.

, the consequences are really unimaginable!”

Su Mumu didn't answer Liu Shuang's words, she opened her mouth and swallowed the steamed bun handed over by Liu Shuang. Because she swallowed too quickly, she accidentally choked it in her trachea, causing a violent cough.

Su Mumu felt like she couldn't take a breath, and her lungs were about to be coughed out. A pair of amber eyes immediately burst into tears, and Liu Shuang was so frightened that she quickly stretched out her arms and patted her back to help her breathe.
Chapter completed!