The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 883: Chapter 881: Don’t Be Afraid, The Master is Here

Mu Fei’s eyes narrowed slightly, a hostile aura emanating from them, “Humph!”

He pulled Ah Jing and headed back into the secret passage.

However, Ah Jing had no martial arts skills and couldn’t run as fast as him, stumbling several times along the way, and her knees were all scraped up.

“What’s the matter with you?” Mu Fei frowned at her in dissatisfaction.

Ah Jing quickly got up, and the tunnel was dimly lit. She didn’t dare tell Mu Fei about her injury, and with some sadness said, “Master should go ahead, I can’t run fast, I will drag you down!”

She didn’t know what Mu Fei had done to be running, but she didn’t want to be a burden to him.

“What nonsense are you talking!”

Mu Fei scolded in a low voice and picked her up into his arms.

Carrying someone, his speed was naturally much slower than before.

Back at Mu Residence, it was already surrounded by Qin Muyan’s men, and breaking out was not an easy task.

Originally, if he had left Ah Jing behind, he could have quickly broken through the encirclement and returned to the Ghost Market.

But Ah Jing stayed in his embrace the whole time.

Ah Jing bit her lip tightly, trying not to make a sound. She smelled a strong scent of blood and felt Mu Fei might be injured, yet she didn’t dare to speak out.

Because she knew it was because of her, the burden, that Mu Fei was in such a situation.

“Pfft!”

“Clang clang clang!”

Blood and wind, the sounds of killing reaching the sky, Ah Jing had become somewhat numb.

It was dark by the time Mu Fei took her out of the city.

Of the more than a hundred slaves following him, only a dozen or so were left alive.

One of the slaves, who was highly skilled in martial arts, looked at Ah Jing in Mu Fei’s arms with a fierce gaze, “Master, kill her, and you can definitely escape safely! This female slave is too much of a hindrance!”

As he spoke, his long sword aimed at stabbing Ah Jing.

“Whoosh!”

There was a “splash” as blood spattered.

Blood smeared across Mu Fei’s pale, bewitching face.

All the slaves around him were shocked.

He had just chopped off the man’s head.

Simply because he wanted to kill Ah Jing.

Mu Fei gazed at them fiercely, “She is mine, anyone who dares speak another word, I will kill you first!”

“Yes, Master!”

The other slaves obeyed the command and didn’t dare to make another sound.

“Master…”

A hoarse voice of a girl came from his embrace.

Under the moonlight, fear filled her lucid, glassy eyes.

Mu Fei gently covered her eyes, “Don’t be afraid, with Master here, you won’t be hurt.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Ah Jing burrowed into Mu Fei’s embrace, tightly grasping his sleeve and murmuring softly, “Even if I die, I want to be with Master.”

Funing Palace.

Su Yingxue was sitting by the Empress Dowager’s bedside, gently rolling a silver needle in her hand, and after inserting it three parts deep into the flesh, she jerked it out swiftly.

“Hmm…”

The Empress Dowager took a deep breath and then opened her eyes, “Yingxue!”

She reached out, grasping at the air, “My child! Where is Yingxue?”

“Grandmother, I’m here.” Su Yingxue quickly held her hand, gently patting her chest, “Grandmother, take deep breaths, don’t get excited, I’m unharmed and right beside you.”

“Thank goodness…”

Tears brimmed in the corners of the Empress Dowager’s eyes, “Glad you are alright.”

“Mother!”

“Imperial Grandmother!”

Qin Ge and his brother Qin Muyan were also by the bedside. Seeing the Empress Dowager waking up, they both heaved a sigh of relief.

“Imperial Grandmother, you plotted with Mu Yan like this, even keeping me in the dark. I nearly hurt Yingxue. If anything had happened to her in prison, I would be filled with guilt!” Qin Rulie’s voice contained a trace of displeasure.