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Ning Shan watched Han Muchen's valiant steed ride away and raised her head to look at the sky. Old Man Han liked to be quiet, so the Han family lived in a large courtyard in the outskirts of the city. The sky here was especially pure, with a few starlight spots in the distance that were sparse and sparse.

The moon was round and cute. Ning Shan lowered her head. She couldn't help but think of the phrase, 'the moon is bright and the stars are thin'. It was a full moon today, so it was no wonder her mother invited her to eat at home.

It was already winter, but since An Hai was a southern city, it didn't feel that cold. Occasionally, there would be some sound of bugs jumping left in the trees.

"Are you guys like me?"

Ning Shan sat on the side of the road and said to the trees, "There's no sound from the trees." She gave an embarrassed smile. Maybe that person wasn't alone after all!

This was already the military base, so there were not many people coming in and out. Since it was the middle of the night, Ning Shan Shan didn't expect anyone to take her back to the city. She could only wait and see tomorrow morning.

Ning Shan hugged her arms tightly again. The moonlight shone down with a cold radiance, causing her shadow to lengthen. Back then, she and Ning Xiaoxiao had also sat by the roadside at night, waiting for Ning Wei Mountain to return home.

However, he didn't know how to be disappointed when he was young. He had to wait day after day, but never once did he get a chance to wait.

"Elder sister!"

Ning Shan softly called out for her big sister from the roadside, but her tears could no longer be stopped. That year, his mother and him had discovered the abnormality of the aunt's death, and before he could even tell his sister, Ning Weishan had already sent them their fruits, restricting them from entering and leaving the country.

He finally got back home after so much trouble. He was just a pawn in the Ning Wei Mountain shopping mall. Even his mom looked like a fool.

"Miss, wake up, wake up!"

Wushuang returned to his grandfather's house today. However, when he drove to the entrance of the courtyard, he saw a person lying on the road. He quickly told Murong to stop the car.

The woman lying on the ground wore a red embroidered dress, and her entire face was flushed.

Wushuang had never been one to meddle in other people's business, and it was unknown what had befallen her today. Murong Yi leaned against the car with a smile on his face as he looked at Wushuang. No matter what his wife did, she was always handsome.

"Stop being so infatuated, hurry up and come over!"

Wushuang turned around and saw the smiling Murong, and angrily gave the order to Murong.

"Her shoulder blade was damaged and her ankle was sprained. She should be in a coma due to a fever." Mu Rong Zhan walked over and opened the back of the carriage.

"I don't want to hug her!" Murong frowned. Murong was a bit obsessed with cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder. Wushuang rolled her eyes at Murong.

"Bring her home first! You take the medicine box! "

After giving out the order, one of the princesses carried the woman and gently placed her in the trunk. Murong expressionlessly closed the door and slowly drove into the courtyard.

"I'm going to show her. Go look for her husband!"

Wushuang locked Murong Ta outside the door and casually handed him a phone. Murong Ta held this phone as if it was a hot potato. How did Wushuang know she was married?

In the bedroom, Wushuang closed the door and a glimmer appeared in her crafty eyes. "Long time no see, Shan!"

When Wushuang took off Ning Shan's clothes, the anger in her eyes instantly emerged. There were still five handprints left on her left arm; it was clearly a man's masterpiece. After checking her wound, she thought she had been dislocated.

That man had unexpectedly broken Shan Shan's arm. Wushuang felt her heart twitch. The ankle wasn't an important matter, it would be fine after a few days of rest.

Wushuang only turned on a small lamp and looked at Ning Shan. Compared to her face in the past, it was smaller by a few times. If it was in the past, she might have teased Ning Shan because she was a little demoness.

"I called her husband!"

Outside, Murong knocked on the door. Wushuang did not reply, and Murong was also lost in thought.

There were no comments on the girl's phone contact list, so he could only search through the people he used to contact. He was very familiar with the phone number at 15: 23 yesterday.

There were very few people living in this compound, and there was someone suddenly appearing on the street. He should have known what was going on long ago, and he knew that Wushuang's intuition wasn't exaggerating; indeed, she had gotten married. However, he couldn't let Wushuang know who her husband was.

Murong Yi quickly used his phone to make a call to Han Muchen, but this time, he couldn't get through. He could only find a random number from the phone Wushuang gave him and dialed it. Someone picked up immediately.

"Southern City's military suburban courtyard, here to pick up your friend!"

After receiving such a call, she had long since lost all sleep. After putting on her clothes, she headed towards South City. She had thought of many things along the way, but no matter what, she could not think of any reason why she would go to the military compound.

"He came pretty fast!"

It was Murong Mu who opened the door. Murong Wandering looked like a talented young man, someone who could easily tell what kind of person he was with a glance. Murong Mu inwardly added oil to Han Mu Chen, then lazily pouted towards the bedroom.

Lu Lu quickly understood what Murong meant. She thanked him and walked into the bedroom.

The bedroom was lit by an obscure light. Wushuang sat in the shadows and wandered around. It was hard to see her appearance.

"Thank you for saving her!"

"You're her husband!" Wu Shuang, who was hiding in the dark, spoke up. Her voice had the same laziness as Murong's, but only Murong, who was wandering behind, could hear the killing intent in her tone.

"Grandfather is resting. Let him go earlier!" Mu Rong Hao's timely words interrupted Wushuang's killing intent. This man was the scapegoat that he had called over, and he also had the obligation to ensure Wushuang's safety.

In the darkness, Wu-Shuang no longer spoke. Murong pushed her way through, and only then did she come back to her senses. She carefully picked up Ning Shan, and left while strolling around to take a look at Wu-Shuang. Although Wushuang had always been hidden in the darkness, he still felt that she was someone he was very familiar with.

"Brother Han, Brother Han!"

It was already 3 in the afternoon, Han Mu Chen had no intention of waking up, so yellow-hair had no choice but to wake up Han Mu Chen.

"Why am I sleeping here?" Han Mu Chen rubbed his eyes and looked at the yellow-hair in dissatisfaction. The yellow-hair bent his head and bowed to Han Mu Chen, but in his heart, he was secretly ridiculing him. He clearly ordered Han Mu to sleep on the sofa, so they didn't dare to move.

Han Muchen slept on the sofa and looked at the sun outside the window, recalling his memories from before he got drunk. His face quickly became serious.