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Meng Yifan was still not satisfied with his scolding, "Scram, I'm telling you, I will never surrender!"

"Then I'll leave first. I'll come pick you up in two days." Mu Xiaoling slowly turned around.

"Get lost, it's better if you don't come and bother me!" Meng Yifan opened his mouth to curse, and then gaped in shock. Wait a minute, what was going on?

He turned around and saw Mu Xiaoling smiling at him.

"Lady Mu!"

Mu Xiaoling's eyebrows twitched. "Scram?"

"No, no, no. I'll get lost, I'll get lost." Meng Yifan happily replied, "Um … I didn't see you. Your excellency doesn't remember me. Don't bother with me."

Mu Xiaoling remained unmoved. "But I can't let you out."

Meng Yifan, "..."

Mu Xiaoling smiled. "I was just teasing you. However, I can't let you out right now. I still need to bring someone with me to trade you out."

Meng Yifan nodded, "I believe you."

Mu Xiaoling came out from the secret passage and returned to the second floor. She hid outside the biggest door of the Spring Mansion's guest room.

The extravagant and gorgeous zither music emanated from within, as well as the laughter of the men and the girls.

Mu Xiaoling gently poked a hole in the paper over the door and looked inside. She saw Hua Kui and Chunqing, who were playing a zither, and two dancers dancing to the music, then divided into six tables. Meng Shilun and the others sat at two tables, with only Meng Yifan sitting alone at one table with a girl in each of his arms. And up ahead was the young master of the Du Family and his two personal guards, and the person sitting in the main seat was Xiao Yu!

Mu Xiaoling didn't know why, but ever since they parted, she felt that Xiao Yu had become a completely different person. It could also be said that she didn't even know the real Xiao Yu.

Everyone ate and drank to tease and tease the girls beside them, it was so fast, only Xiao Yu had a clean and tidy body, there wasn't a single girl in sight.

The young master of the Du Family was called Du Lun, and he could still be considered handsome. However, he had a pair of cunning eyes, as if he was always scheming something.

Du Lun drank the wine that the young lady brought to his mouth, turned around and fiercely kissed her, then turned his head towards Xiao Yu and said, "Prince Ling, you really don't want to be one of these Chunlou girls?"

Duke Ling?

Mu Xiaoling's heart filled with doubt. How did Xiao Yu become the Duke Ling of Ling Country?

Xiao Yu played with the wine cup in his hand with an indifferent expression, "This prince has very high requirements. It's better not to use rouge or makeup."

"Oh?" Du Lun raised his eyelids, "Does Duke Ling have a standard in mind?"

Xiao Yu's eyes flashed with a trace of a smile, "Of course."

"What kind of girl is that?"

Xiao Yu's eyes flashed with the image of Mu Xiaoling. He glanced outside the door and smiled happily, "Beautiful as a fairy, but full of heartlessness. She's just like an angry little kitten."

Mu Xiaoling felt as though Xiao Yu's gaze had penetrated the door and landed on her body for no reason.

Du Lun laughed heartily. "Your analogy is not appropriate. It's as though we're talking about three people instead of three."

Xiao Yu replied with eight words, "Why not in front of a thousand people?"

Du Lun's eyes flashed with displeasure, but he remembered the clan's mission and endured it. He turned around and looked at the other Meng Clan members and said, "Brother Yi Fan, today we have a lot of things to deal with. There are quite a few families visiting my house.

Meng Yifan quickly smiled apologetically, "Young Master Du, you should be saying that. My Meng Family will be relying on your breath to survive in the future."

Du Lun nodded his head in satisfaction. On the other hand, Meng Ran and Meng Shi Jie couldn't hold it in any longer and almost jumped up to beat him up.

Du Lun continued, "In my opinion, Meng Lun's name is not suitable. This servant and master had a conflict, how can I not change it?"

Meng Shijie slammed the table and stood up. "What did you say!?"

Meng Yifan glanced at Meng Shijie and said, "Who told you to stand up, quickly apologize to Young Master Du!"

Meng Shijie's eyes were as wide as bells, but he didn't want to apologize. "Me!"

Meng Yifan's eyes grew fierce. "If you don't apologize, I'll expel you from the Meng Clan!"

"For the Meng Clan to act like this … I don't want to stay! " Meng Shijie had always been an impulsive person. Now that Meng Yifan had said this, how could he bear it any longer? He threw down his words and ran out the door.

Mu Xiaoling took the opportunity to follow Meng Shijie into the courtyard and patted his shoulder.

Meng Shijie was shocked. He turned around and saw it was Mu Xiaoling. "Miss Mu!"

Mu Xiaoling nodded her head, "It's me. Please help me lure Meng Yifan out."

Meng Shijie was dumbfounded. He thought he heard wrong, "What …" "What!?"

Mu Xiaoling explained, "I have already found the real Meng Yifan. The two of you should return without anyone noticing. Remember to keep it a secret."

Meng Shijie nodded without thinking. "Alright, I, Meng Shiren, am not that shrewd. However, I believe in Lady Mu. That young master has indeed gone overboard."

After they finished talking, Mu Xiaoling immediately found a place to hide.

He took a deep breath and returned to the room.

He pushed open the door just in time for Chun Qing's song to end. The sound of the door opening was especially ear-piercing. Everyone subconsciously turned to look at the door.

Meng Yifan cast a contemptuous glance at Meng Shijie and asked, "What are you doing back here again?"

Meng Shijie took a deep breath and said calmly, "The Patriarch said something before he left. As long as the Young Lord is not alright, he'll let me tell you in private."

Xu Lan frowned. "How come we didn't know? Do you know about it, Meng Lun?"

Meng Lun lowered his head, feeling ashamed to see Meng Shijie again. When Meng Shijie got up, he actually hesitated. Now that Xu Lanxin had asked this question, he immediately felt guilty and helped Meng Shijie to lie.

Meng Yifan didn't seem to care. "I'm not going."

"Sigh!" Du Lun stopped him, "I think it would be better for Brother Meng to listen. Who knows if there might be some special news."

Even though Meng Yifan was extremely dissatisfied, he still got up and followed behind Meng Shijie.

The two of them walked one in front of the other until they arrived at a small, empty courtyard.

The surroundings were pitch black, and occasionally, a few cicadas would chirp as they interweaved to form a serenade.

Meng Yifan waved his hand impatiently and stopped walking. "We've walked so far, where are we going? Alright, let's talk about it here."

"Fine." Meng Shijie lowered his head. When he looked up, all that was left was a look of hatred. "Who the hell are you?"

Meng Yifan's face changed, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm Meng Yifan, who are you talking about? You even suspect my identity? Alright, alright, this young master is too lazy to explain to you, what a waste of time." He flung his sleeves and turned to leave.

However, at this time, a young man appeared at the previously empty door behind him. He raised his hand and a handful of white powder appeared.