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Song Yuan snorted: "Mu Gongzi, you use kidnapping my daughter to threaten me, what kind of hero are you?"
"Hero or good man? Am I not just a thief in your eyes? Rest assured, once you are willing to let me go back to the peaceful Fenghuang Mountain stronghold, I will return your precious daughter unharmed."
"You..." Song Yuan pulled the reins tight, but still stood in place.
Under the bamboo hat, Mu Xiao smiled and then pulled Song Lingyu into his arms. He suddenly pulled out a dagger from somewhere and pressed it against Song Lingyu's neck.
Song Lingyu looked terrified on the surface, but she was actually very calm in her heart. She knew he wouldn't make a move, and although she had been afraid of him in her past life and always hid in her own room, she clearly knew that Mu Xiaojuan wasn't a bad person, and was instead many times more noble than that hypocritical little man, Lian Ciyu. Song Lingyu looked at Song Yuan and called out "Dad" with a voice filled with thick tears and fear.
Song Yuan was somewhat hesitant, but still remained unmoved.
Liang Changqing looked at Song Lingyu, then turned to Song Yuan, also weighing in his heart. Song Lingyu was the eldest daughter of the Right Prime Minister's Manor, and Empress Jiang seemed to have a different attitude towards her. If anything happened to her, it would not be something they could afford to take responsibility for.
At this time, the soldiers also had some thoughts, each weighing in their hearts how to proceed.
Liáng Cháng Qīng glanced at the soldiers behind him, then turned to Sòng Yuán and said: "Right Minister, why don't we retreat first? After all, Song Xiaojie is the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's mansion. Although Mù Zhài Zhuàng occupies the mountain as king, he has to admit that he is a gentleman. I believe he won't do anything to Xiaojie."
Song Yuan took a glance at Song Lingyu, steeled himself and turned his horse around, saying "Let's go!"
Mu Xiao looked at the large group of people slowly leaving, put down the dagger in his hand, and also let go of Song Lingyu's hand: "Miss Song, you're frightened."
Song Lingyu shook her head and rubbed her reddened hand that had been grabbed, saying calmly: "It's okay."
Although her movements were small, they were still detected by Mu Xiao. "From now on, you can live here first, and after the imperial court's troops have retreated, I will send someone to escort you back to the mansion."
Song Lingyu nodded. Her room was soon tidied up, not far from Mu Xiao's room. The house was made of red wood, emitting a unique fragrance of wood. Everything in the room was complete and nothing was missing. The clothes were also delivered in the evening. Song Lingyu's hand gently touched the clothes, the fabrics in the village were very ordinary, and the silk products in the Xiangfu were simply worlds apart.
But she didn't mind, what's most important for her now is to calm down properly and think about what to do next. As she thought, she couldn't help but become a little distracted.
When Mu Xiaoqiang knocked on Song Lingyu's door a few times and got no response, she directly pushed the door open. What she saw was him sitting at the edge of the table, looking thoughtful, with a few strands of hair loose, not looking very clear.
Mu Xiao coughed softly a few times, breaking the silence.
Song Lingyu turned her head and saw that it was Mu Xiaoqian, who hastily stood up: "Young Master Mu."
Mu Xiao stepped closer slowly: "I'm still unsure if the imperial court's people have completely retreated, so I'll trouble you to stay in the village for a few more days."
"It doesn't matter, I prefer the scenery here at the Grand Chancellor's estate." This was her innermost thought, for that filthy Grand Chancellor's estate, she still preferred this place.
"That's good, I'll leave first, and someone will bring food over tomorrow."
Song Lingyu nodded and watched Mu Xiao's back. Recalling the ending of his memory, in his memory, it was half a year later, when the illegitimate son of the Prime Minister's mansion, Song Yishan, and the eldest son of the General's mansion, Liang Changqing, led the army to besiege and annihilate him. Originally, relying on the strength of the mountain stronghold, it would be extremely difficult for the imperial court to attack and break through the mountain stronghold, but at that time, it was because of the emergence of internal traitors that the mountain stronghold was not attacked and broken.