The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

Chapter 198: The word "love", is there really no solution?

Qi Shi was shocked, fearing that he would hurt Qi Siyuan by mistake, so he quickly turned the direction of the sword to avoid hurting her.

Leng Xinmo hugged Qi Siyuan tightly and quickly dodged to the side.

Because of her selfless efforts to protect Leng Xinmo just now, Qi Siyuan was nearly injured by the sword.

At this moment, Leng Xinmo's expression was a little stern.

But Qi Siyuan was so excited that she couldn't control herself: "Xinmo? You are Xinmo, right?"

Qi Siyuan didn't even have time to gain a firm foothold.

He couldn't wait to grab Leng Xinmo and looked him up and down, left and right.

Leng Xinmo nodded slightly and responded: "Siyuan..."

Qi Siyuan opened her eyes wide, her face full of disbelief.

She was so excited that she could hardly speak.

However, amidst the shouts of surprise, there was a slight sob:

"Xinmo, how could it be you? How could you.....That's great! Woo woo..."

Obviously, she had suffered a great blow before and was on the verge of emotional collapse.

At this moment, Leng Xinmo's appearance was like a ray of light.

It illuminated her dark world and allowed her to find an outlet to vent all her grievances and pains.

Qi Siyuan was deeply touched and could no longer suppress her inner sadness and joy, and tears burst out like a dam breaking.

She threw herself into Leng Xinmo's arms and cried her heart out.

Leng Xinmo was obviously caught off guard.

But she still tried her best, supporting Qi Siyuan, patting her back gently to comfort her.

When Leng Xinmo walked past Qi Shi, he left a faint sigh of admiration:

"Good skills!" After saying that, he left without looking back.

Looking at the receding figure, the gentleman in white clothes as white as snow, with elegant manners.

Holding the unconscious Qi Siyuan in his arms, he walked further and further away.

Qi Shi's originally cold and resolute face actually revealed a rare look of confusion.

Jue Yi, who was standing by, smiled and bowed respectfully to Qi Shi: "Master Qi..."

Qi Shi turned around as if waking up from a dream.

His eyes fell somewhat dully on Jue Yi and Jue Er.

After a long while, he stammered and asked:

"You... who is your master?"

There was confusion in the words.

Jue Er raised his chin proudly and said loudly:

"Our master is the famous Princess Mingnuo!"

His tone was full of respect and pride for his master.

Qi Shi was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses as if waking from a dream: "Princess Ming...Princess Mingnuo?"

From the time Qi Siyuan was granted marriage to the time Qi Tianchen pledged allegiance to Leng Xinmo, a lot of things happened during this period.

At that time, Qi Shi was sent out by Qi Tianchen and did not stay in Fengyao City.

Therefore, when Qi Tianchen encountered an accident in Prince Yu's Mansion that day, he was unable to return in time.

When he returned, everything was settled.

Qi Shi had indeed heard Qi Tianchen mention that his son had now taken refuge with Princess Mingnuo.

However, in fact, he himself had never actually seen the legendary Princess Mingnuo.

What's more, the person in front of him was clearly a gentleman dressed in men's clothes and with elegant manners.

.......

Qi Siyuan woke up slowly, opened her eyes, and saw it at a glance.

Leng Xinmo was sitting quietly on one side, staring out the window silently, as if he was thinking about something.

"Xin Mo..."

Qi Siyuan murmured softly, tried to prop herself up, slowly sat up, and called out softly.

"Hmm? Siyuan, are you awake?"

Leng Xinmo turned his head and his gaze fell on Qi Siyuan, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Qi Siyuan couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when she thought about what happened before she fainted.

She lowered her head shyly, not daring to look Leng Xinmo in the eye.

Leng Xinmo is not a person who is overly curious.

Although he had some guesses about the reason, he had no intention of asking further questions.

However, for Qi Siyuan.

Perhaps she had been suppressed for too long and she longed to find someone she could talk to.

Or maybe it was because the person who gave her the courage and impulse was Leng Xinmo.

Therefore, when facing Leng Xinmo, Qi Siyuan had a natural sense of trust.

"Xinmo, I sneaked out without telling my brother. I wanted to go to the Western Territory to find Brother Gu."

Without any warning, Qi Siyuan just spoke naturally.

Leng Xinmo already understood in her heart that it was just as she expected.

Leng Xinmo did not interrupt Qi Siyuan's words.

Just quietly, staring at her, waiting for her to continue.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Qi Siyuan's mouth.

He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, hugging his knees tightly with his arms.

"I know in my heart that Brother Gu doesn't actually like me.

He treats me well, just like...his own sister.

The reason for this was, firstly, because of Xuanxuan, and secondly, for the sake of his brother's face.

It’s just a blessing in disguise that Brother Gu doesn’t seem to have anyone else in mind.

Sometimes I wonder, if I could be braver, would I be able to get my own chance?

As you said, there are some things that you have to rely on yourself and work hard for.

Otherwise, you will miss the opportunity and regret it later."

When she said this, Qi Siyuan's voice trembled slightly.

With a little sob: "I really didn't expect it, I really never thought..."

She could never have imagined that she would encounter so many twists and turns along the way.

If she had not met Xinmo this time, she could hardly imagine what terrible things would happen next.

For a weak woman, being abducted to a bandit's lair in the mountains must be a life worse than death!

By then, I am afraid I won’t know whether I will still have the energy and opportunity to look for her, the person I care about deep in my heart!

Not to mention, even if you are lucky enough to save your life, who can you turn to for compensation for your destroyed and shattered life?

Faced with the hardships and torture she had endured along the way, Qi Siyuan chose to remain silent.

Only the low, suppressed sobbing sound, like a gurgling stream, came from the bed continuously.

Leng Xinmo did not ask whether it was worth doing so, or whether he regretted it now.

Leng Xinmo just looked at Qi Siyuan quietly, then turned his head to the window again.

The image of that cold and stubborn man emerged in my mind.

Leng Xinmo couldn't help but wonder, in this world, is the word love really unsolvable?