Chapter 87: Spies from the Palace (1)

Translator: Zen_ Editor: Yukira_

In her past life, Yun Luofeng once read a saying on the Internet that made her incredibly moved.

The saying went like this: "If you want to kill someone, then I will help you hold your sword." Although the current Yun Xiao did not say this sentence, the meaning behind his words was the same as these familiar words.

Yun Luofeng's heartstring was tugged at that moment. She lifted her eyes to stare at the cold, gorgeous man in front of her, her bright eyes extremely grave.

"Yun Xiao, what if I don't need your strength and was determined to do it by myself?"

Yun Xiao furrowed his brows, clearly pondering on Yun Luofeng's question. A long while later, he looked at Yun Luofeng again with determination in his pair of cold eyes.

"I can help you restrain his arms and legs so that he would be incapable of resisting, and then you can vent your anger as much as you want," the man responded to Yun Luofeng's question in a deadly earnest manner.

His expression was completely solemn and serious, making one feel that he was capable of doing what he said.

"Yun Xiao, why do you treat me so well?" asked Yun Luofeng. Her profound eyes were gazing at Yun Xiao.

Yun Xiao pursed his thin lips, his cold eyes were fixated all along on Yun Luofeng. "I don't know! But what I understand is I want to protect you."

I want to protect you—

These five words made every nerve of Yun Luofeng quiver; she massaged her forehead, assaulted with a slight headache, and weakly said, "Yun Xiao, if you're done talking, then leave. I would like to quietly rest my body."

Yun Xiao silently took two steps towards Yun Luofeng again, still going against her command.

"Yun Xiao—"

Seeing such a disobedient Yun Xiao, Yun Luofeng's brows lifted imperceptibly. She raised her head to look at the man's cold appearance, however, right at that moment, the man's warm palm had already landed on her chest...

Yun Luofeng narrowed her eyes slightly, a dangerous glint flickering across her eyes.

She did not expect that a pure and innocent man like Yun Xiao would take the initiative to attack her.

Just as Yun Luofeng was about to tease this man, a warm feeling slowly flowed from her chest into her spirit. She could feel that her previously weakened spirit was gradually recovering.

Only then did Yun Luofeng realize that this man was not making a move on her but was nourishing her spirit for her instead.

At this time, the man in front of her had his palm pressed against her chest. Seeming to be able to feel the young lady's soft body, a strange sensation acutely surfaced in his heart in an instant. That feeling was somewhat irrepressible like a volcano on the verge of erupting.

However, he quickly calmed his breathing down and treated Yun Luofeng's injured spirit with single-hearted devotion.

"Master, I've long told you not to use this method to raise your spiritual strength, but you just won't listen."

Xiao Mo's resentful voice traveled inside her mind. "If you want me to forgive you, you will devour Yun Xiao cleanly right now! In any case, this kid still hasn't experienced that yet, so you're not the one losing!"

Yun Luofeng did not pay heed to Xiao Mo's prattle.

However, Xiao Mo possessed a persistent heart and continued nagging incessantly, "Master, don't you want to become stronger? You now have a quick shortcut to becoming strong. You just have to consume this little tormenting minx in front of you, then you can become strong!"

Little tormenting minx?

Yun Luofeng nearly spurted out a mouthful of blood. She sized Yun Xiao, who was in front of her, up. No matter what, she could not associate this cold man with the word "minx."

Translator's Thoughts

Zen_ Zen_

"If you want to kill someone, then I will help you hold your sword."

*swoons*