Chapter 33

As Nangong Du had been clinging to him with his lips against his all the way, Zixiu had no idea when the sedan stopped. Though this pervert made no further movement than this, Zixiu still widened his eyes and stood still with all his nerves tensed up all along. It wasn’t until the curtain of the sedan was lifted that he came back to his senses. Zixiu blushed in an instant and gave Nangong Du a shove in haste as if he was caught red-handed doing something indecent.

To his surprise, the latter made no response and fell straight backwards.

“Your Highness!” Seeing that, Xingyi, who was glaring at Zixiu angrily in front of the door, leaped into the sedan in the blink of an eye and supported her master with both hands. When the strong smell of alcohol rushed into her nostrils, she realized that Prince Mu was drunk. Having no time to find fault with Zixiu, she immediately asked the guards and maidservants to help the prince out of the sedan.

Watching those people cautiously carry that pervert away with as much care as handling priceless eggshell porcelain, Zixiu heaved a sigh of relief. After quite a while when he sensed that everything quieted down outside, he stuck his head out of the sedan.

There wasn’t a soul out there! “Help from the heavens!”

At the thought that he had a good chance of escaping, Zixiu was so thrilled that his heart began to race. He hopped out of the sedan tensely, trying not to make any sound and then looked around, feigning his composure. Under the bright moonlight, he saw nobody except for the willow branches swaying gently with the breeze.

After a rough inspection of his escape route, Zixiu hid in the shadow of a row of willows and then tiptoed forward. Seeing the archway drawing closer, he couldn’t help but quicken his pace. However, at this moment, a voice burst forth, which brought him to an urgent halt.

“Your Highness, where are you going?”

Hearing the unfamiliar man’s voice, Zixiu froze for a moment before he suddenly remembered the mysterious guard he had met in the morning. Taking a deep breath, he managed to calm himself down before turning around.

Sure enough, it was that guard!

“Prince Mu is drunk, so I was thinking about getting some soup to sober him up!” Zixiu answered calmly, but obviously, he had forgotten that as a ‘princess’, he didn’t have to report to a humble guard.

With a faint smile, the guard looked mild and respectful. “Your Highness, you don’t need to tell me that,” he reminded.

“Huh? You were the one who raised that question just now!” Feeling so confused, Zixiu put on a look of surprise.

The guard was clear what was on his mind, but he didn’t explain. “Your Highness, how lucky Prince Mu is to have a consort who loves him with all his heart!” Behind his smile, there was an obvious flicker of melancholy in his bright, limpid eyes.

“What?!” Zixiu instantly flared up at his words, but he managed to hold back the scolding which almost ran wildly out of his mouth. After all, it was that pervert who should be cursed. How could he vent his anger on other people? Moreover, this guard had no idea what that asshole had done to him. “Isn’t it common for a princess to bring her husband a bowl of soup? Why did the way he spoke sound as if he were jealous, sarcastic and even sorry for me? He knows I’m not Princess Liuxu, doesn’t he?” Zixiu wondered, full of doubt. As he still couldn’t figure out who this guard might be, Zixiu decided to stop beating around the bush. “I’d better get to the point!”

However, when he was about to jump right in, the guard suddenly put away his smile and said seriously, “Your Highness, if there’s nothing else I can do to help, please excuse me!”

Before Zixiu could react, he had rushed out of the door.

“What the hell!” Watching the archway in a daze, Zixiu scratched his scalp, wondering if everything just now was merely an illusion.

“Your Highness!”

After a few seconds, a soft, sweet voice rang behind. Even without turning around, Zixiu knew it was Xingyi. Needless to say, he had to turn to face her.

“Your Highness, why are you still here?” Though Xingyi’s voice was gentle, she looked ferocious. When she walked over, she suddenly raised her voice. “Liu Zixiu, are you trying to flee?”

Caught in the act, Zixiu had to explain with the same pretext, “I’m going to get that soup!”

“… Get your arse back to your room!” Xingyi roared in rage.