Princess Xiangrui in Huanzhu

Yue Qingshu woke up slowly, feeling as if his head was about to explode. The pain was unbearable and his consciousness was a little fuzzy.

He tried hard to recall what had happened, but only fragments appeared in his mind. It seemed that he had woken up once, but soon fell into a coma again.

Yue Qingshu couldn't help but curse in his heart: "You guys, do you have any manners at all?" However, he was extremely weak at this time and even spoke with a lack of energy.

The person in charge of guarding Yue Qingshu had been paying close attention to his movements. When he saw Yue Qingshu's eyes tremble slightly, he immediately became nervous and hurriedly turned around to report the situation to Mo Xinqiang.

"Boss! That guy is awake!" the guard said hurriedly.

Mo Xinqiang frowned when he heard this, and rubbed his temples gently with his hand, then said, "Okay, I got it. Go and inform the young lady."

"Yes!" the guard responded and hurried away.

After Xiaolan respectfully reported the relevant matters to Mo Ying, she stood quietly aside waiting for instructions.

Mo Ying nodded slightly, then slowly stood up, stretched first, then walked to the basin, carefully washing her face and hands, as if to wash away all her fatigue.

Her wounds had not yet healed, and her pretty face was still as pale as paper, making her look like a sick beauty.

She didn't wear rouge, which would make others less defensive.

After tidying up her appearance, she took a deep breath, as if to encourage herself, and then walked towards where Yue Qingshu was, ready to discuss important matters with him.

However, in reality, Mo Ying was not very confident. This meeting was full of unknowns and variables, but now that things had come to this, she had no choice but to muster up the courage to face the challenge.

On the other side, Yue Qingshu gradually regained consciousness after being in a coma for a period of time.

At first, he was a little confused and dazed, not quite sure where he was or what was happening.

But when he looked around, he was surprised to find that he was being treated quite well.

Not only were my hands and feet not tied up as I had imagined, but the environment was also quite quiet and elegant, making me feel relaxed and happy.

However, he did not relax his vigilance because of this. Instead, he felt that the situation was more and more strange. So he decided to stay put for the time being and observe the situation around him quietly.

The people who were in charge of guarding Yue Qingshu had been closely watching his every move. Seeing that Yue Qingshu had just woken up, but in the blink of an eye he was motionless again, like an old monk in meditation, they couldn't help but feel very confused and completely puzzled. They looked at each other, wondering if there was some conspiracy hidden in this.

Both sides feel that the other side is causing trouble.

"Miss!" The man in charge of guarding was one of the people who went with Mo Ying.

Seeing Mo Ying returning at this moment, his eyes were full of awe, as if he regarded Mo Ying as a god.

Such a reaction is not difficult to understand. After all, Mo Ying is not only extremely intelligent, foresighted, and predictable, but he is also able to achieve victory despite the huge gap in strength between the two sides. It is truly a miracle.

However, in reality, Mo Ying herself did not show excessive optimism.

She knew very well that luck played a huge role in her victory this time.

Besides, after all, when you are in your own territory, only by relying on your familiarity with the local environment and various favorable conditions can you find opportunities and seize the initiative.

However, even so, this does not mean that she is completely confident of winning again in the next battle, because the gap in strength between the enemy and us is too huge.

Such a victory is difficult to replicate, especially when they are already prepared.

Because of this, she only hoped to use this victory as a bargaining chip to gain a glimmer of hope for the village's survival. Thinking of this, Mo Ying walked towards the door of the room where Yue Qingshu was imprisoned.

"How is he doing?" Mo Ying asked softly.

"My dear Miss, he was still conscious just now, but now he seems to be motionless." The guards did not dare to hide anything and reported the truth.

"Okay, I understand." Mo Ying responded softly, her tone slow and steady, as if every word was carefully considered.

Then, she slowly pushed open the slightly old door and walked in with light steps.

At the same time, Yue Qingshu in the room keenly caught the subtle sound of the door opening, as well as the few words coming from outside the door just now.

He thought to himself, and knew that the person who came was most likely the woman who had just fought with him. This woman's martial arts were really impressive. Even if there were some sneak attacks involved, she was able to fight with him for several rounds without losing, which was beyond his expectations. What's more worth mentioning is that Mo Ying's skills were even better than Yue Wanhan's.

It should be noted that Yue Wanhan is the descendant of a general and has been carefully taught by her father Yue Wenli since she was young. Her attainments in martial arts should not be underestimated.

However, in comparison, Mo Ying's Kung Fu was even more sophisticated and profound. Thinking of this, Yue Qingshu couldn't help but feel alert.

At this moment, Mo Ying had already walked to Yue Qingshu's bedside, quietly staring at him pretending to be asleep. Seeing this, Xiaolan, who was standing beside him, showed hesitation and asked cautiously, "Miss, are you... awake?"

Mo Ying did not answer immediately, but continued to look at him carefully for a while, then tentatively said softly: "Hello, may I talk to you?"

Yue Qingshu lay there quietly, as if he was asleep, motionless. Mo Ying bit her lips lightly, with a look of determination and expectation in her eyes.

She took a deep breath, then raised her voice again and shouted, "Can I talk to you? I really hope to have a good discussion with you."

Mo Ying was a little nervous at the moment, but she was smart enough to realize that Yue Qingshu was actually pretending to be asleep. She was secretly thinking about how to break the deadlock and make the other party willing to listen to her.

Seeing this, Xiaolan, who was standing by, cautiously suggested, "Miss, maybe he hasn't woken up yet. How about we just... go back first? After all, your body is still weak. If he hasn't woken up yet, it seems unnecessary to waste time here."

However, Mo Ying shook her head stubbornly, her eyes fixed on Yue Qingshu forever, refusing to move away even a little.

Xiaolan looked at Mo Ying with confusion, really not understanding why she was so persistent in talking to Yue Qingshu.