Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 368: Poisonous Insect Clan Girl

"Who are you?" The assassin pinned beneath the Vermilion Bird’s knee let out a tinkling voice.

Under the moonlight, Vermilion Bird saw a young girl’s face.

The girl was wearing strangely foreign clothes, and she winced at Vermilion Bird, "You’re hurting me!"

Vermilion Bird’s voice was icy and full of vigilance, "Speak, who sent you?"

The girl sweetly answered, "I came on my own, is this the Regent Prince Mansion?"

Vermilion Bird frowned, what’s going on? This person is really odd!

Then the girl felt herself being lifted up; she was so scared that she clung tightly to Vermilion Bird’s waist, "Ah, you ruffian, you’re a ruffian... "

Vermilion Bird covered her mouth and took her to the firewood room, tossing her to the ground.

He lit a candle and got a good look at the woman’s features.

She was dressed in Alien Clan garments, with silver ornaments in her hair and several braids adorned with delicate little flowers.

Her cheeks were pink and tender, her eyes round and large like black grapes, their pure color immaculate; with a small upturned nose and cherry lips, her eyebrows knitted tightly as she stared at Vermilion Bird, lost in thought for a good while.

The man before her was clad in black, a red-golden sword hilt at his waist; tall and majestic, his features brimming with heroic air, a high and straight nose, red lips and white teeth, his expression indifferent.

After zoning out for a moment, the girl’s ears turned red as she said, "Why are you so handsome?"

Vermilion Bird looked at her coldly, the girl seemed about sixteen or seventeen, presumably harmless, but often it’s such individuals who could be the most dangerous.

Vermilion Bird emotionlessly drew a dagger, "Speak, who sent you, or else I’ll kill you!"

The girl saw him approaching, the blade reflecting a chilly glint, and suddenly felt her heartbeat quicken; her face flushed, her eyes grew tearful, and she suddenly cried, "Don’t kill me, I’m afraid of pain!"

Vermilion Bird’s lips twitched, was this woman’s mind not quite right?

The girl’s innocent, deer-like eyes gazed at Vermilion Bird as she asked, "Could you be that Regent King? I heard you captured my clansmen; I’ve come for revenge!" Her expression was ferocious as she looked at Vermilion Bird.

Vermilion Bird thought the girl’s tender yet fierce look was laughable but refrained from laughing. So this is what passed for an assassin?

He asked the girl, "Your clansman? Are you from the Poisonous Insect Clan?"

The girl’s pupils dilated, "How did you guess?"

A thought crossed Vermilion Bird’s brow, indeed a silly girl—hadn’t she just told him!

The girl expressed her shock with admiration, "The Regent King, such a powerful devil—how did you discover me entering the Mansion?"

Vermilion Bird’s lips twitched again, he glanced at the bells on the girl’s foot. Since when did assassins wear bells on their feet while seeking revenge?

"Why are you not talking?" The girl wrapped her arms around her legs, looking up at Vermilion Bird.

Vermilion Bird moved forward and tied her up, the girl with tear-filled eyes protested, "I warn you, big villain, you better release my clansmen quickly, or else, or else..."

Vermilion Bird watched as she struggled to come up with threats, so he crouched down beside her, his tone laced with a hint of mockery, "Or else what? Break your arms and legs, gouge out your eyes, decapitate you, or kill me instead?"

The girl bit her lower lip, not daring to speak.

Vermilion Bird stuffed a handkerchief into the girl’s mouth and said, "Wait for it, the Prince will interrogate you tomorrow!"

After speaking, Vermilion Bird left, leaving the girl bound hand and foot in the firewood room, locking the door behind him.

...

The next day at noon, Mu Yan emerged from his house refreshed and clearheaded. Vermilion Bird thought for a moment and then said, "Master, last night a female assassin from the Poisonous Insect Clan climbed the wall and entered; I have confined her in the firewood room."

Mu Yan looked at Vermilion Bird curiously and questioned, "Why wasn’t she sent to the Xingtian Department?"

Vermilion Bird blinked and said, "She’s very strange."

"Go and have a look."

Following behind Mu Yan, Vermilion Bird hastened to the firewood shed. He quickly went ahead to open the door, allowing Mu Yan to enter.

As soon as Mu Yan stepped inside, he saw the Alien Clan girl tied up hand and foot, yet still managing to sleep sprawled out.

Vermilion Bird’s eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, wondering how at ease one must be to sleep so soundly!

He stepped forward and kicked the girl’s calf. The girl groggily opened her eyes, squinting against the halo of sunlight that made it difficult for her to keep her eyes open.

After a few breaths, she saw Mu Yan, refracted in the sunlight like a celestial being standing there, causing her to be momentarily spellbound.

Vermilion Bird noticed the light returning to her eyes and her cheeks turning gradually pinker.

Suddenly, he remembered that last night the girl had looked at him in the same way, except she wasn’t as shocked by the Master’s appearance!

"This is the female assassin you mentioned!" Mu Yan’s voice came coldly.

Before Vermilion Bird could reply, the girl thought to herself: Sure enough, such a divinely handsome man has a voice just as pleasant to the ear!

She excitedly nudged her mouth toward Vermilion Bird, signaling him to remove the handkerchief from her mouth.

Vermilion Bird frowned but did as she indicated. The first thing the girl said to Mu Yan was, "Wow, you are incredibly handsome!"

Mu Yan turned to leave, but then he heard the girl say, "I am here to find the Regent King. You couldn’t possibly be the Regent King, could you?"

Mu Yan paused in his steps, and Vermilion Bird said, "She claims that you, Master, have taken people from the Poisonous Insect Clan."

The Poisonous Insect Clan girl suddenly realized something; she had been dazzled by Mu Yan’s beauty and had almost forgotten the purpose of her visit, so she desperately tried to hide her panic and said, "Hmph, I am here for vengeance!"

Mu Yan turned around to look the Poisonous Insect Clan girl up and down, and after he saw the bells on her feet, he said to Vermilion Bird, "Let her go. In the future, you don’t have to bring such odd people before me!"

As Mu Yan was leaving, he glanced at Vermilion Bird and reminded him, "Be wary of the poisonous insects and poison on her body."

Vermilion Bird: "..." Let her go?

Why does the Master want to release her when this girl seeks vengeance for the Poisonous Insect Clan?

However, he dared not counter the Master’s commands and could only nod in agreement, "Yes!"

"I want to see my people!" the girl shouted after Mu Yan with a voice like silver bells, but Vermilion Bird quickly stuffed the handkerchief back into her mouth, saying coldly, "Be quiet, the Master detests noisy women!"

"Mmm mmm mmm..." The girl protested silently as Vermilion Bird tossed her out of the Regent Prince Mansion.

Standing outside the Regent Prince Mansion, with the ropes on her body now untied by Vermilion Bird, she flexed her sore wrists and grumbled indignantly, "So aggressive, hmph!"

Having said that, she turned around and left.

Mu Yan came back into the house, quietly glanced around the very quiet room, and guessed that Zhan Lan was probably still asleep.

He looked towards the distance; Vermilion Bird must have sent the girl away. Standing behind the balustrade, Mu Yan watched as Vermilion Bird came up and nodded, saying, "From today on, forbid the Princess from practicing her martial arts."

Vermilion Bird looked at Mu Yan, stunned, his pupils dilating suddenly with excitement as he grabbed Mu Yan’s sleeve and said, "Does this mean, Madam is...?"

Mu Yan glanced at his sleeve being grasped with distaste and Vermilion Bird immediately let go.

Mu Yan cleared his throat; he was experiencing newfound pleasures and had no desire for children at the moment.

He had always been careful, but he had lost control last night. If his Lan’er was to become pregnant, wielding swords and practicing martial arts was certainly not ideal.

Mu Yan spoke in a low voice, "You keep an eye on her, and if Lan’er wants to practice martial arts when I’m not around, you try to stop her."

Vermilion Bird’s lips carried a smile, his will to live fully present as he spoke, "Master, how can I control Madam?"

Mu Yan looked at him coldly, "The Princess is not to practice martial arts; say it’s my command. I still have the final say in this household!"

Suddenly, the door creaked open from the inside, and Zhan Lan looked at Mu Yan and asked, "Why can’t I practice martial arts? That would bore me to death!"