The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

Chapter 142: Leaving the Country

Yun Lan nodded, "Yes, Miss, I will accompany you tomorrow."

After Yun Lan left Lan Yue Courtyard, Shen Mi sat in the room, reached out and took a chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.

Now that Lin is dead, her next move will be the crown prince and the queen.

The chess piece in his hand fell, and Qinghe came in from outside the door.

"Miss, someone is waiting for you at the side door."

"It seems to be the Fourth Master."

"Fourth Master?" Shen Mi frowned slightly.

Qing He nodded, "From the sound of the voice, it's the Fourth Master's."

Shen Mi took a deep breath and stood up from the chair.

"Give me a change of clothes."

"Yes, ma'am."

……

It gets dark late in Yanjing in the summer.

When Shen Mi left Lanyue Courtyard, it was just getting dark.

The side door opened, and a very ordinary carriage was parked there, which was nothing like the carriages used by the nobles of Yanjing.

The curtain of the carriage was slowly opened, and dark yellow light shone into the carriage and fell on the man's face.

Murong Che's deep eyes and high nose bridge are very mysterious in the night.

As the light moves downward, his delicate and evil facial features and clear jawline are revealed.

"Come up."

A low and magnetic voice came, and Shen Mi was in a trance for a moment when he looked at that overly handsome face.

She lifted her skirt and went up to the carriage.

Seeing the situation, Murong Che reached out and pulled the person up, sitting him in his arms.

"Fourth Master." Shen Migang said.

He then stretched out his fingers to cover Shen Mi's lips.

"Shh, be quieter."

Shen Mi pursed her lips and got up from his arms.

"Fourth Master, do you know about the Shen family's affairs and the prince's affairs?"

Murong Che nodded. "Yes."

"I think the prince is very angry now."

"But you don't belong to him."

Shen Mi sat next to Murong Che and looked up at his handsome profile.

"When my father was alive, he often told me that the Fourth Master and I were not suitable."

"They say the Fourth Master is wild and untamable, and I have trouble controlling him."

"Now it seems that the Fourth Master is indeed diverse."

Murong Che raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her sideways, "So, you listen to your father?"

Shen Mi shook her head: "Of course not."

"The Fourth Master has his own temperament, why bother taming him?"

"What's more, the Fourth Master is the Fourth Master. If he lives according to other people's expectations of him, he will lose his own courage."

Murong Che curled his lips and smiled.

"Girl, you have a good idea."

Shen Mi reached out and held Murong Che's hand in her palm, and she looked up at him.

"Fourth Master, why don't you tell me about your experience in Liguo?"

Murong Che lowered his eyes and looked closely at Shen Mi's expression.

"Do you want to hear it? Or..."

Shen Mi slowly moved closer to him and looked at his silver little finger.

Thinking of what Luo Qingwan, the fifth princess of Li Kingdom, had said before, I felt a little distressed.

She reached out and held Murong Che's silver little finger in her palm.

"Fourth Master, why don't you tell me why this little finger was cut off?"

Murong Che raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes gentle, and stretched out his other hand to touch Shen Mi's face.

The little girl blushed, and he smiled with a low and magnetic voice: "Why are you suddenly interested in this thing of mine?"

Shen Mi lowered her head and suddenly remembered what Shen Li said, that she was lost for a few years when she was a child and could not remember anything after she came back.

But strange scenes always appear in her dreams.

Including teenagers who were locked in cages with their limbs tied with chains.

Including, a teenager asked her to close her eyes and said he was taking her away.

Including, the Fourth Master had asked her many times who she was.

She had roughly guessed that some of her lost memories were related to her dreams.

But her dreams were intermittent.

Shen Mi let go of Murong Che's hand, carefully placed the silver armor in her hand, and looked at it carefully and tenderly.

"Fourth Master, tell me about it."

Murong Che saw that she looked strange, so he reached out and held her in his arms, his warm breath falling on the back of her ears.

"Why, are you feeling sorry for me?"

"Since you want to know, it's okay to tell you."

Murong Che smiled and said, "I got this finger because of a little girl."

"But the ending for that little girl wasn't very good either."

"I heard that the Queen of Liguo had her eyes gouged out and she was thrown into a mass grave."

Shen Mi frowned slightly, as if a needle was piercing her chest.

She asked, "Fourth Master, is this the little girl you met when you escaped from Li Country?"

Murong Che shook his head, "Of course not."

"That little girl was secretly raised by a nanny in the Liguo Palace."

"At that time, the Princess of Liguo knocked me unconscious with a bell and locked me in a cage. She came to feed me every day."

"Later, somehow, the Sixth Prince of Liguo discovered her existence and brought her to the Queen."

"The Queen of Liguo hanged her nanny and intended to execute her as well."

"Later, I killed the Sixth Prince of Li State and took her away from the palace."

Murong Che paused, then suddenly looked at Shen Mi and smiled evilly.

“I never thought I’d run into a human trafficker.”

“That finger was cut off at that time.”

Murong Che spoke calmly, but the more Shen Mi listened, the more her heart ached.

It was as if everything was experienced by myself.

But, she still couldn't remember it and could only rely on her dreams.

She continued to ask, "Fourth Master, what happened in the end? You and her?"

Murong Che chuckled, looked at her expression, slowly reached out from behind and held her in his arms.

The two people's breath blended together, Shen Mi's body paused slightly, and the man behind her put his lips close to hers, playing with her ears like a puppy.

His voice was magnetic: "Are you so interested in these things?"

Shen Mi pursed her lips and murmured in a low voice: "The Fourth Master only speaks halfway, leaving people in suspense."

A low, hoarse laugh escaped from Murong Che's throat, and he chuckled against her with his hot breath.

He sighed, "Later, my finger was cut off. I thought the trafficker would let the girl go, but he didn't."

"They broke my legs, hid my identity, and sold me to the black market Colosseum for a few years, where I fought wolves to my death and became a plaything for the nobles."

"As for the little girl, I heard that the Queen of Li State found her and had her eyes gouged out. She was thrown into a mass grave and no one knows whether she is dead or alive."

When Murong Che fell, Shen Mi's hands also clenched slightly.

If the scene in the dream was her personal experience, then why would she leave the country for no reason?

And why would the Queen of Liguo hold a grudge against her?

There are so many doubts, perhaps only my uncle Jiang Xuan knows the answers.

However, Murong Che's first half of his life was really cruel.

At the age of nine, he was sent to Li State as a hostage, where the Queen was tortured.

Later, he was sold to a black market arena for a few years, and then he was found and hibernated for a few years.

She glanced at Murong Che and asked him gently, "Fourth Master, does it hurt?"

Murong Che looked at his fingers covered in silver armor.

He said with some amusement, "It hurt a lot at the time, but it doesn't hurt anymore."

Shen Mi lowered her eyes and thought of that strange dream again.

In my mind, I heard the boy's horrific scream when he cut off his thumb.

Could it be that the Fourth Master's finger was cut off at that time?

"Shen Mi." Murong Che's gentle voice fell into her ear, and Shen Mi came back to her senses.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Shen Mi shook her head, took a deep breath and held Murong Che's hand in her palm.

She murmured with her lips lowered: "Fourth Master, can you please stop being stupid in the future?"

"These flesh and blood were given by my parents, how can you torture them like this?"

Murong Che raised his eyebrows slightly, slowly reached out and pinched her chin, and seeing her charming red lips and pearly teeth, he couldn't help but lower his lips and kiss her.

"It is indeed the flesh and blood given by my parents."

"Those years, in the cold and cruel palace of Liguo, I finally saw a little light."

……

When the carriage passed through the downtown area, Shen Mi had already fallen asleep in his arms.

Murong Che looked at her quietly, and seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he did not wake her up.

After a while, Shen Mi slowly opened her eyes and saw Murong Che's deep and calm eyes.

"Fourth Master."

Murong Che asked, "Awake?"

"Change your clothes and I'll take you somewhere."

A set of men's clothes was thrown into Shen Mi's hands, and she turned around and put them on.

Murong Che took out the plum blossom hairpin she had used before and tied her hair up.

The night in Yanjing City is extremely lively, with all kinds of hawking sounds coming from all over the place.

Shen Mi followed Murong Che carefully.

This was the first time she came out in broad daylight with the Fourth Master.

However, she was wearing men's clothes.

"Fourth Master, where are we going?"

Murong Che turned his head to look at her and curled his lips slightly.

"First-class building."

"First-class building?"

Shen Mi had heard of Yipin Building, but the most unforgettable thing about Yipin Building was Zhaixing Pavilion.

I heard that you can see shooting stars at night in the Zhaixing Pavilion.

Murong Che asked her, "Have you heard of Zhaixing Pavilion?"

Shen Mi replied: "Of course I have heard of it. I want to make a wish for the Fourth Master."

"What wish do you make?"

Shen Mi curled her lips: "It won't work if I say it out loud."

Murong Che chuckled and took her to the Yipin Building.

In the lobby on the first floor of Yipin Building, there are archery targets and shooting rings opposite.

Some young men and women held targets, pulled longbows, and aimed at the shooting rings on the opposite side.

If the arrow does not hit the center of the circle, you will miss today's gift.

Today, Yipinlou is the same as in the past, and the winner will get a hairpin.

Shen Mi looked intently and saw an exquisite box on the cabinet next to the target. Inside the box was a blue water-patterned hairpin.

The hairpins were exquisite, and one could tell at first glance that they came from a famous jewelry shop in Yanjing City.

As if seeing what Shen Mi was thinking, Murong Che asked her, "Do you want it?"

Shen Mi pursed her lips and said, "Fourth Master, but I don't know how to shoot."

She looked at the bull's eye, which was farther away from the target.

"It's so far away, and I have to shoot at the bull's eye. I'm afraid I can't get the hairpin."

Murong Che raised his eyebrows, pulled an arrow from the quiver, handed it to her, then picked up the longbow and handed it to her.

"If you don't try, how do you know you can't get it?"

Shen Mi held the bow, looked at the arrow in his hand, slowly turned around and looked at the red bull's eye not far away.

"Then I'll try."

As the longbow was pulled apart suddenly, Shen Mi felt Murong Che's breath getting closer and closer to her.

Behind her, Murong Che slowly approached her, his hot breath penetrated into her ears. He reached out and held her hand, and suddenly pulled the bowstring tight.

The scorching breath intertwined with each other, Shen Mi's heartbeat accelerated, and she could also hear the man's breathing.

Murong Che said in a low and magnetic voice, "Shen Mi, look ahead."

Shen Mi raised her eyes and looked at the red target, her gaze suddenly turning colder.

Murong Che's voice penetrated her eardrums again.

“If you want to win, you have to look forward.”

"As long as I'm here, you won't lose."

"Swish!" The longbow was pulled violently, as fast as lightning.

The long arrow suddenly pierced into the center of the bull's eye.

The bull's eye was shot through on the spot, and everyone in the field looked over here.

"It went through."

"What a great archery skill! It can reach such a long distance."

When the shop owner heard some commotion in the lobby on the first floor, he hurried downstairs and saw two young men in fancy clothes.