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Yun Ting suddenly stopped talking.

Mu Qianyu also did not speak, and only looked at him.

Yun Ting frowned, and looked at her.

Wan Er was a little depressed. What should she do, Little Sister Wan Er seemed to have figured it out.

Should I admit it or not?

Admit it, isn't that sister Wan Er going to settle the score with me?

How could he hide it if he didn't admit it?

Young Master Yun, who had always been smart, was feeling bored to death.

Mu Qianyu was finally impatient and snorted, "Right, right, right, you're a dignified man, yet you're so naughty, like a woman."

He entered the house and didn't even bother to look at the man.

Yun Ting was momentarily stunned, he bitterly looked at that shallow figure that was walking further and further away, was he being looked down upon?

"Xiao Yu, listen to me, I was really interested in the Soul Devouring Whip at the time, but I really didn't mean to hurt you, just look at how I helped you get the Soul Devouring Whip back, don't bother with me, okay?"

Yun Ting chased after him, and in the end, admitted his identity.

"What do you want my Soul Devouring Whip for?"

Mu Qianyu sat on the chair and drank the tea that Yue Zhu had just brewed.

"I have a hobby, if I see a treasure, I would want it for myself, so …"

Yun Ting lowered his head and said in a low voice, like a child who made a mistake.

Mu Qianyu blinked, "Your skin is so thick."

This kind of words could be spoken openly, and his skin was indeed not bad.

"Xiao Yu …"

Yun Ting looked at her aggrieved.

"What is it?"

Mu Qianyu changed the topic.

Yun Ting stared blankly for a moment, and then asked closely: "You're not going to ask me about my identity?"

"It has nothing to do with me!"

Mu Qianyu replied indifferently.

Yun Ting was startled again. Why was it that he, who had always been like this in front of others, was always one head shorter than Little Cousin?

"Xiao Yu, I really did not do it on purpose. How about you pinch me too?"

Remembering that he had almost killed Mu Qianyu that day, Yun Ting felt a wave of guilt and said sullenly: "When I was young, my aunt told me that no one in the Zheng Mansion doted on you. She told me that if I had any future prospects, I should properly love you, but …"

"However, when I returned, you were no longer present. It was with great difficulty that I managed to meet you. Furthermore, I …"

There was guilt and helplessness in his tone, but his emotions were extremely complicated.

Mu Qianyu quietly looked at him, a strange feeling emerging in his heart.

This person had never been reliable before.

But at this moment, he was very sincere …

To be honest, this feeling was rather strange.

Yun Ting was indeed her relative, and he doted on her a lot now.

Just like Zheng Hong, this was the feeling of having family.

"The past is over. I don't want to bring it up again."

Mu Qianyu shook her head and her tone finally eased up a bit.

Yun Ting raised his head, sweeping the haze on his face away, and revealed a bright smile: "Xiao Yu, in the future, with me here, you will never call anyone to bully you again."

That smile was like the bright moon and the clear wind, dazzling everyone's eyes.

Mu Qianyu could not help but be taken aback, then laughed: "Really?"

Yun Ting quickly nodded.

"But today, I was almost killed by someone in the palace. Where were you then?"

It was funny that he would never let anyone bully him again.

Yun Ting was stunned, then his face revealed a sharp look, as he stared at Mu Qianyu and asked: "Who is it, tell me."

Having said so, she stood up and clenched her fists, a cold light appearing in her eyes.

Mu Qianyu stared at him without blinking.

His body was overflowing with killing intent, and his eyes were cold. He was too familiar with this type of situation.

This was because he had the same expression on his face when he wanted to kill her.

Therefore, even if Yun Ting had not admitted it just now, he would not have been able to hide it now.

Seeing him like this, Mu Qianyu didn't doubt that at all. If she had spat out the word Consort Li, he would most likely wash the palace in blood tonight.

This person's aura of hostility was very heavy, far beyond what she could compare with.

"I'm fine."

Her tone instantly relaxed, and her impression of Yun Ting also changed by quite a bit.

"Who is it?"

Yun Ting was still frowning, as though he had already changed people.

He stared at her intently and said, "Xiao Yu, as long as you tell me who that person is, I'll go to the Imperial Palace and kill him right now. I won't hesitate to do so no matter the cost."

Wasn't it just the imperial palace? He could just barge in.

The royal experts were nothing, the Dark Guard in the palace were nothing. They couldn't stop him from taking revenge for Xiao Yu.

"Why?"

Mu Qianyu raised her eyebrows and asked.

"I told you not to be bullied."

Yun Ting emphasized coldly.

Mu Qianyu laughed helplessly, then suddenly realized that this person was much colder than him.

"It's really fine now."

Sighing, she got up and pulled Yun Ting to sit down, then asked: "Why are you looking for me?"

Yun Ting was slightly stunned as he looked down to see her holding his hand. His face instantly lit up, and all the indifference disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Yu who did not see him was already beginning to accept his offer.

As though she had noticed his gaze, Mu Qianyu immediately retracted her hand. She felt unwell in her heart, what was wrong with him?

"Xiao Yu, do you know this?"

Yun Ting took out a bright silver needle from nowhere. It was thin and long, twice the length of normal silver needles.

"A silver needle."

Mu Qianyu replied very seriously.

Yun Ting's face darkened, "Isn't it just an ordinary silver needle?"

Mu Qianyu raised her eyebrows and waited for his next words.

However, Yun Ting directly pulled her hand, opened his palm and stuffed the silver needles into her hands.

"You're giving me a silver needle?"

Mu Qianyu looked at him in shock, thinking that he was crazy.

"The Netherworld."

Yun Ting smiled faintly.

"So this is the Netherworld?"

Mu Qianyu was startled, she looked at the ordinary-looking silver needle in her hand, she could not believe that this was the legendary Unholy Body.

The Netherworld God Needle was also a rare treasure that could test a hundred poisons.

Even though ordinary silver needles could be used to test if the food was poisonous.

But some chronic or unusual poisons do not go black when they come into contact with a silver needle.

Only the Netherworld Spirit could do that. Even if it was just a tiny bit of poison, it would be able to detect it.

"Xiao Yu, no matter what you eat or what you use in the future, do you want to try using the Netherworld?"

Yun Ting continued to smile gently, like a big brother.

Mu Qianyu shook her head, giving the Netherworld back to him, "I don't want it."

Such a precious item, Yun Ting would usually use it to protect himself, so how could she accept it?

"Since I've already given it to you, there's no reason for me to take it back."

Yun Ting stubbornly placed the Netherworld into her hands, and caressed her head: "I was foolish when I was young, and could make people worry about whether I would be bullied. I have grown up now and my temper has grown, but it's still pretty good … …"

Yun Ting suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance. His eyes were misty, and even his voice was indistinct, "This way, I won't be bullied anymore."

There was a hint of sadness in his tone.

Mu Qianyu thought for a moment.

This person was five or six years older than her. It was said that when she was one or two years old, he often came to Zheng Mansion.

At that time, he was already very sensible when he was seven or eight. Therefore, he might have clearly remembered everything that happened in the past.