In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me! Chapter 214: A Quiet Meal

At that mont, the door opened and the mute walked in, expressionless while carrying a food box.

Knowing he had co to deliver the al, Yue Mingxuan barely lifted an eyebrow in response, after all, it was just plain congee and a bun.

He had eaten enough of that over the past two days.

The mont the food box opened, the aroma of at wafted into his nose.

Yue Mingxuan who had been listless until now imdiately perked up.

at... today’s al was unexpectedly good.

He jumped to his feet and rushed toward the food box, his eyes seemingly glinting green, after days of eating nothing but bland food, the sight of at filled him with delight.

The mute set the food box down and left, and Yue Mingxuan seeing him go eagerly picked up his chopsticks.

Just as he was about to take a bite of the at, a thought struck him, could this be the so-called "last al" before execution?

It was said that prisoners were served a final good al before their sentence.

Could he be in the sa situation?

The thought soured his expression.

After surviving a transmigration, could he really die in such an humiliating way?

The food in front of him suddenly seed unappealing.

He put down his chopsticks and sat back gloomily on the straw covered "bed."

If anyone was more frustrated than Yue Mingxuan at that mont, it had to be Jin Yong.

As the head of Shang Qinghua’s secret guards, he was usually responsible for the most difficult and heavily guarded surveillance assignnts.

Hearing Mo Yi deliver Shang Qinghua’s order, he couldn’t believe it and double checked: "What did you say? The master wants to monitor a single guard?"

Mo Yi nodded.

Although he found it amusing, the facts were as they were. "You’ve asked three tis. I can confirm, you heard correctly, and I said nothing wrong."

Hearing the confirmation, Jin Yong nearly went mad.

"What about the work I already have? I don’t believe anyone can do it better than ... No, I must go find the master!" He started to leave, but Mo Yi stopped him. "Jin Yong, going to Master won’t help. You must understand, when it cos to Prince Yue, the master always loses judgnt."

"Prince Yue?" Jin Yong frowned in confusion.

That bumbling Prince? What does he have to do with this?

Mo Yi was concise. "He’s gone missing again."

Upon hearing Yue Mingxuan’s involvent, Jin Yong sank into a chair helplessly.

He rembered the chaos caused last ti he disappeared.

How could he vanish again?

Which unfortunate soul had this Prince offended?

Seeing Jin Yong’s sour expression, Mo Yi patted his shoulder as if comforting him. "Just think of it as a holiday. That guard is ordinary. His mistakes will surface soon enough."

Given the situation, Jin Yong knew arguing further would be pointless.

He reluctantly agreed while silently cursing Yue Mingxuan.

Every ti he got involved with this unlucky Prince, his master ended up ill or injured.

If he disappeared completely, it would be the best outco.

anwhile, Yue Mingxuan suddenly felt his ears burn.

Huh, who was muttering about him?

While rubbing his still full stomach, he shrank back into the corner.

Most of the food in the box had already gone down his throat.

He had resolved himself, if this was indeed the last al before death, he would at least be a well fed "corpse."

At that mont, the door opened again, and the mute ca in as usual to collect the empty dishes.

Seeing that almost everything had been eaten, he looked at Yue Mingxuan with mild surprise.

Most of people in this situation would cry or beg in such situations.

Only this little guy faced it calmly while eating.

This composure stemd from Yue Mingxuan’s military training.

A human face has forty four muscles; a professional can read a person’s thoughts almost perfectly by observing the face.

Yue Mingxuan had learned not only to read expressions but to control his own, keeping his thoughts entirely unreadable.

After collecting the bowls and chopsticks, the mute left as usual.

Yue Mingxuan lazily turned over and sank into a deep sleep.

He had not eaten a proper al in three days and sleeping poorly every night from hunger.

Now, having finally eaten his fill, he could enjoy a good uninterrupted sleep.

In Chengqian Palace, Rong Qinglei’s expression was dark.

Yue Mingxuan had been missing for three days and his subordinates had found no trace of him.

With such an ineffective intelligence system, how could Beirong ever secure its dominance?

On the floor knelt Huohuo from the Flying Eagle Division.

He was afraid to even breathe.

Although his master appeared gentle, his ruthlessness could outmatch anyone.

After a while, Rong Qinglei slowly asked, "You may rise. What progress has been made in investigating the palace guards?"

Huohuo quickly replied, "As instructed, all palace guards have been checked. On the surface, nothing seems wrong, but internally, the clues appear to have been severed, your subordinate is incompetent."

Rong Qinglei frowned.

Whoever had managed to infiltrate the palace and cut off the clues must be connected to the Beirong royal family in so way.

He didn’t know why, but he kept thinking of his second brother.

However, he shook his head wryly.

Already terrified by Yue Mingxuan’s disappearance, everyone was beginning to suspect each other.

His brother was in the northern desert, how could he have hard Yue Mingxuan?

He then wave his hand and dismissed Huohuo.

Rong Qinglei leaned back on the couch and lost in deep thought.

...

The light rain fell steadily.

Because it was early morning, there were hardly any people on Beirong’s main street.

Yang Xiao humd a little tune as he strolled leisurely on his way back.

He had spent a full one hundred taels of silver for a night of bliss with Sister Yu at the street corner brothel the previous night.

That lingering warmth and softness was truly unforgettable.