The familiar and scary voice made Qian’er shudder in fear while she clung to Gu Bailu’s back.
Gu Bailu even heard her teeth chattering.
What monstrous things had Lu Fenying done to make Qian’er so frightened?
“Your Highness, my disciple grew up on the mountain with me and has not seen any outsiders before this. She’s intimidated by your magnificence.” Gu Bailu stroked Qian’er’s hand to calm her down.
The silly girl didn’t know that the more she hid, the more Lu Fenying’s attention would be focused on her.
However, the deepest dread in her heart couldn’t be eliminated so easily.
“Am I so frightening?” Lu Fenying asked calmly and indifferently.
He stared as if trying to see the person hiding behind Gu Bailu through her body.
Qian’er was too familiar with his gaze. She could sense it even with Gu Bailu between them.
His eyes were like that of a savage beast in the dark. She could barely remain standing.
“I’m scared…” Qian’er barely gasped out the words in a whisper to Gu Bailu.
“Why? We’re here to save someone.” Gu Bailu turned around, gripped Qian’er’s hands tightly, and made Qian’er look at her. “Do you remember why we’re here? We’re here to save someone. We are the last people that the crown prince will kill.”
Gu Bailu spoke loud enough for Lu Fenying to hear.
Qian’er was dazed for a moment, then did her best to get herself under control. That was right! She was here to save Su Muwei. She was the only person in the whole world that could save Su Muwei. She was no longer the lowly servant she used to be.
Lu Fenying couldn’t do anything to her now. Or rather, he had to beg them to save Su Muwei.
Why should she be scared? There was nothing to be scared of. If she was forced to do anything again, she could always just kill herself.
Gu Bailu also didn’t have anyone to rely on, but she was still brave and determined, wasn’t she?
Qian’er couldn’t and didn’t have to be scared.
“R- Really? The crown prince won’t kill us? But everyone outside says that the crown prince kills anyone…” said Qian’er in a low voice. Even though her nerves had settled a little, her voice still trembled.
Gu Bailu turned around and looked at Lu Fenying. “Your Highness, please tell us the truth. My disciple is ignorant of the world and a little timid…”
Lu Fenying snorted coldly. “Nothing will happen to you if you do your job well.”
This was the first time a stranger showed so much fear of him. It reminded him of that frail attendant by his side before. She trembled with fear in whatever she did, as if everyone was bullying her.
She had been just as scared in bed. But the more scared she appeared, the more he wanted to bully her.
“Thank you, Your Highness.” Gu Bailu smiled. “Please tell us what you need. My disciple and I left our temple to raise funds for its renovation.”
Lu Fenying glanced at Qian’er. “Did you make the pill, or was it your disciple?”
“I know the recipe, and my disciple makes it.”
So, both of them were indispensable.
Only then did Lu Fenying turn his eyes to Gu Bailu. Both Daoist nuns just had mediocre looks; it didn’t seem like they were here to seduce him, unless they had no self-awareness at all.
“How is the pill made?” Lu Fenying’s tone was light, but he was not to be refused.