C59 I Can't Trust You

"What?" Mu Zhihuan thought that she had heard wrongly.

Jiang Zisu doted on Yang Qiuyu, and it could be seen from her domineering attitude. Why did he suddenly turn down his favor just because he said so?

As if he had guessed what Mu Zhihuan was thinking, Jiang Zisu stopped walking and turned around to look at her. "The words you said that day made me think for a long time. It's not surprising that you don't trust me."

Pausing, Jiang Zixu gave a self-deprecating smile, "Yesterday, I went to my big brother's residence to be a guest. The crown prince of his family is especially attached to him, and would climb onto his body the moment he returns …" Mu Zhihuan, I also want to establish such a close relationship with Ran Er. "

Mu Zhihuan's pupils contracted as she looked at Jiang Zisu. From her black eyes, which were always filled with pride, Mu Zhihuan saw the seriousness in him.

Since he had already revealed his attitude, Mu Zhihuan also felt that she could not lie to him. "I have no choice in this matter. Jiang Zisu, I can't trust you, so I won't help you."

Surprised, Jiang Zixu didn't get angry this time. He only smiled bitterly, "I know."

Mu Zhihuan looked at Jiang Zhisu and felt that today's Jiang Zhisu was slightly different from his usual self. "That's good."

"There's a gust of wind. It's time to go back."

Jiang Zi Su took a deep breath and passed a bottle to the wooden box before leaving. "I know that you're useless last time, but it's really effective. You can give it a try."

Mu Zhihuan had originally wanted to say no, but after seeing Jiang Zixu's earnest expression, she finally accepted the porcelain bottle and said, "Thank you."

After parting ways with Jiang Zhisu and returning to her own residence, Mu Zhihuan sniffed with her nose, a familiar scent drifting in the air.

Mu Zhihuan was startled and hastily ran into the room to check. Sure enough, Gu Mingxuan was sitting at the table, chatting with a small ball on the bed.

"Your Highness, you are sick and can't return to the residence to treat your illness. I'm afraid it's not good for you to linger here."

The pale-faced Gu Mingxuan smiled weakly, "I just wanted to see Ran Er. It's been a long time since I last saw him, I miss this little guy a bit."

As for the little bun who was lying on the bed, he didn't know what had happened. He stared with wide, watery eyes at Mu Zhihuan and asked curiously, "Mother, have you finished talking with Father?"

Mu Zhihuan walked over to the bed and covered the little bun with a blanket. Why aren't you sleeping? "

Actually, the little ball was already extremely tired, but after seeing Gu Mingxuan, who he hadn't seen for a long time, it wanted to stay with him for a while longer, so it forced itself to stay alert.

"I'm not sleepy anymore, mother. Uncle Gu said that he's not busy at all and that we can go to his house at any time."

Although he was not sleepy, he still rubbed his eyes.

Hearing the little blob's words, Mu Zhihuan, who had been looking away from Gu Mingxuan ever since she entered the room, finally looked towards Gu Mingxuan for the first time.

His face was paler than before, and he could even hear the occasional cough.

Mu Zhihuan pursed her lips, thinking back to the time when he had saved the little ball of water that had fallen into the water, and how he had burned it for several days. She still vividly remembered that incident.

According to her personality, she shouldn't be so harsh towards her friends. But why wasn't anything right on Gu Mingxuan's body?

Seeing Gu Mingxuan teetering on the verge of collapse, Mu Zhihuan couldn't bear it any longer. "Go back first. Right now, you have Princess Pingle in your house. Ran'er and I won't be able to disturb you."

Under the warm yellow candlelight, a dark shadow was reflected on Mu Zhihuan's face. It was obscure and obscure, and one could not see her emotions.

Gu Mingxuan cast a sidelong glance at Mu Zhihuan. Seeing the alienation on her face, it was as if someone had filled his heart with sand, causing him to slow down his breathing.

After sending Princess Pingle back to the residence today, he heard from her that all the dark guards had not returned. Even their regular times hadn't been touched. At that moment, he felt a sense of unease in his heart.

Mu Zhihuan was sitting on a stone chair with her head held up high. She smiled gently as she looked at Jiang Zhisu and Jiang Qinggran, who were in the study. At that moment, a suffocating feeling completely drowned out his thoughts.

Without even thinking about it, he had kidnapped Mu Zhihuan and brought her to the fake mountain. This was the first time Mu Zhihuan had firmly rejected her.

After that, he watched her leave with Jiang Ziqing and Jiang Qing. Only then did Gu Mingxuan truly realize that these three were his family members.

Tightening his grip, Gu Mingxuan coughed a few times. It took him a great deal of effort to recover his composure. He lifted his face, which was even paler than before, and looked at Mu Zhihuan.

Her clear and cold eyes sparkled with a bright light. "I don't doubt you about the princess. It's just that the princess has a powerful body, so we can't afford even the slightest mistake. I believe you can understand this point."

The princess was more important, but this friend of hers wasn't? Was he not suspicious of leaving her alone?

With a cold expression, a trace of anger flashed across Mu Zhihuan's eyes. "It's alright. The past is the past. Today, you can say that you've taught me a lesson and helped me understand it. Your Highness, there's no need to apologize. After all, it's not a big deal."

Instantly, bitterness and depression pressed down on Gu Mingxuan, making it hard for him to breathe. He couldn't help but cough, "Don't use such a nonchalant tone to speak. I know that you might not hold a grudge in your heart." The coughing caused him to cover his mouth with his hands.

Hearing him cough, Mu Zhihuan frowned. Just how weak was this person?

"I don't hold any grudges against you. Since you're not feeling well, you should head back to treat your injuries. I need to rest when the sky gets dark."

As she was speaking, Mu Zhihuan suddenly saw a smear of red on Gu Mingxuan's hand.

Her heart sinking, Mu Zhihuan strode over and grabbed Gu Mingxuan's wrist. "You're coughing blood?"

Mu Zhihuan's brows furrowed even more when she felt the scorching heat. "It's that hot?"

Feeling Mu Zhihuan's warm body temperature, Gu Mingxuan narrowed his eyes and indifferently wiped the blood off his hand. "It's just a relapse, nothing more."

Nothing my ass!

Mu Zhihuan couldn't hold it in and rolled her eyes, "Gu Mingxuan, you did it on purpose, right?"

Coming to her when he knew that he was sick and not going to treat her was a disguised threat. It was as if he was saying that if she didn't forgive him, he wouldn't go to her.

Gu Mingxuan didn't have the slightest intention of being exposed. He calmly looked at Mu Zhihuan and asked, "Then aren't you angry anymore?"

As she accidentally met Gu Mingxuan's eyes, she looked so deep that it was as if she wanted to eat him up. Mu Zhihuan abruptly retracted her hand in shock. Why wasn't he angry! Hurry up and go, I don't want to argue with you in front of Ran Er. "

Hearing Mu Zhihuan finally stop speaking to him in such a distant tone, Gu Mingxuan's brows slightly raised, his pale lips seeming somewhat powerless.

"Medicine? Why aren't you drinking it?"