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"Seventh Miss, you should get some rest after your bath. Tomorrow, you will have to travel for another day and you will arrive at the capital." Mrs Liu, who had come to the countryside to pick her up, was very perfunctory. She threw down a bucket of water and left the guest room.

Mu Bing Yue didn't care and naturally didn't want to serve a young miss who had always been raised in a different manor while she was a servant that gained face in front of the mansion's masters.

She closed the window and untied her clothes, preparing to take a shower. However, there was a loud bang and the window was smashed open by a shadow. Bing Yue was terrified. She was about to scream out when she felt a cold dagger sticking to her throat.

She felt a tall and hard black shadow come from behind her. The black shadow lowered her voice and said coldly, "Don't make a sound, or I'll cut your throat."

The voice was clear and cold, and it carried a strong killing intent and a murderous aura. It was the voice of a young man.

Mu Bingyue obediently shut her mouth and didn't make a sound.

It seemed that an expert from outside had jumped onto the roof of the window. There were sounds of footsteps coming from outside.

Frost Moon smelled the man's scent of blood, and the candlelight was dim. In addition, he had been in a hurry, so he couldn't see the state of the man in black. However, he could tell from his rapid breathing that the man's injuries were not light.

The sound of footsteps on the roof turned to the corridor outside. From the distant rooms, a scream of surprise could be heard. It was obvious that those who had been chasing him were searching the rooms one by one.

Mu Bingyue's heart sank. Just as she reacted, she heard a ripping sound as half of her clothes fell to the ground. All that was left was a pink apron embroidered with primrose flowers.

"You …"

Bing Yue was furious. Before she could even make a move, she was grabbed by his big hand, and rudely ran towards the door.

What a powerful elemental energy.

The icy moon shone like the stars, but the black figure grabbed her body in a domineering manner. He pulled the curtain to cover the two people who were in a sorry state.

"Don't make a sound!"

It was an unquestionable order. The dense, cold, and desolate gaze was like that of a dead animal, causing one to shudder in fear.

Mu Bingyue stared at him, stunned for a few seconds by her handsome face.

His facial features were clearly defined, and his skin was whiter than snow, making him look like a newborn baby. However, his body possessed the might of a wild beast, causing his beautiful face to be plated with the wildness of a male. How could God be so biased, giving such extreme masculinity and beauty to a man?

The sounds of footsteps getting closer and closer came from outside. The man pressed his body close to her delicate skin and once again pressed his dagger against her neck, preventing her from making even the slightest sound.

Mu Bingyue instantly understood his intentions and asked indifferently, "Even if I don't make a sound, the people outside will barge in. When that happens, do you think you can escape?"

The man pressed the dagger in his hand even deeper. The blade was sharp, and he could feel a sharp pain coming from it. Blood dripped from his neck. "You're smart. Can you save me?"

"Why save someone who threatened me with a knife?" Mu Bing Yue sighed helplessly. Her gaze that was as pure as water was filled with charm. With her pretty face, she turned out to be an extremely beautiful young girl.

Suddenly, he stretched out his empty hand and rubbed her exposed collarbone. A dubious expression flashed across his bloodshot eyes: "Then I'll just pull someone with me before I die. With such a beautiful lady to accompany me in death, it wouldn't be a waste to die!"

His hand suddenly extended to her sparkling white arm …

"Ah …"

Mu Bingyue let out a low cry that she couldn't bear. The calm expression on her face that didn't match her age cracked a little as she angrily stretched out her hands to protect her chest.

"Lecher!"

Mu Bing Yue waved her hand to slap the man, but her hand was grabbed by him. In the next moment, her beautiful lips savagely covered Mu Bing Yue's red lips. Her rough palm, which was covered in calluses due to holding a sword all year round, caressed her delicate skin, causing her body to burn hotly.