She reached out and rubbed her temples, feeling quite angered by Qing Muyue.
If they continued talking, she might die young.
"Let's talk about serious matters."
He Kalinuo let out a long sigh, easing the discomfort in her heart.
After taking several deep breaths, her mood eased considerably, and she said, "Is Meng Jingwei really suffering from amnesia? If she insists on taking the position of hidden leader, I fear... she will be in mortal danger."
He Kalinuo had always regarded Meng Jingwei and Qing Muyue as friends, because she knew that the couple did not care about or covet the position of hidden leader.
He Kalinuo had no reason to consider someone who posed no threat as an enemy.
"I can't give you an answer to this matter right now. But no matter what, I guarantee that Awei will never compete with you for the position of hidden leader. Also, if one day I am no longer here, I hope you will protect her at all costs. Consider it my request to you."
What would happen in the future was unpredictable.
However, after arriving at the Hidden Tribe, a series of events that Qing Muyue could not control had made him worry about Meng Jingwei's safety.
"Don't worry. This young master said long ago that I would never harm you. I keep my word and will never go back on it."
He Kalinuo played with a strand of hair hanging in front of her, her attitude playful but sincere.
"Thank you."
Qing Muyue's unfathomable eyes were tinged with helplessness. "You've helped me a lot, and I owe you. If young master Heliannuo needs my help in any way, just ask. I'll go through fire and water for you."
"Tsk. You won't even marry me, and you talk about going through fire and water? A man's mouth is a deceptive ghost!"
She said with a look of disdain.
After thinking for a moment, He Kalinuo suddenly thought of something. "However, I do have one thing that requires your help."
"What?" he asked.
He Kalinuo stood up, sat on the edge of the bed, and leaned close to Qing Muyue's ear to whisper, "I hope..."
She mysteriously told Qing Muyue her requests, and after she finished, she patted him on the shoulder. "If you can agree to my request, it will be considered repayment for all the kindness I, He Kalinuo, have shown you."
Qing Muyue hesitated for a moment, his expression solemn. "Are you sure?"
"I, He Kalinuo, never do things I regret," she said with conviction.
Qing Muyue pondered for a few seconds, daring not to agree, and only said, "There is still a week until the hidden leader's succession ceremony. You should think about it carefully and tell me when you've decided."
"Alright."
She stood up. "I should go."
If she stayed here too long, she would inevitably be scolded by her mother when she returned to the royal palace.
In the evening, Qing Muyue rested in the hospital room, planning how to enter the He Xiaolan Ya villa to see Meng Jingwei.
However, due to his injuries and the villa's security system, he dared not go to her rashly to avoid exposing Meng Jingwei's fake amnesia.
He couldn't sleep until late into the night.
At this moment, there was a strange noise from the window.
Qing Muyue frowned, opened his eyes in the darkness, remained still, and waited for the person to arrive, wanting to see their true face.
Even though the person leaped in as lightly as a swallow and walked stealthily, Qing Muyue could still clearly sense the approaching figure.
When the shadow appeared before him, he suddenly stood up, raised his hand, and precisely gripped the person's neck. With a fatal throat lock, he questioned, "Who sent you?"
He knew that old chen tou would not let him go easily and would definitely send someone to assassinate him in the dead of night.
As expected, the person had indeed come.