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Ling Chaofeng originally thought that Mu Xiaowan was going to escape, but she just threw the jade bracelet on the ground and ran back to him. He didn't know why, but he was furious when he saw her clumsily climb onto the horse carriage. When their gazes met, two days ago, she had seen the fear of the plague, but today, she always carried a bit of contempt, as if he looked down on himself.

Along the way back to the inn, the two of them were both silent. Ling Chaofeng recalled how many times he had talked privately with the Second Madam, but was met each time by Mu Xiaowan.

When the carriage returned to the inn, he extended his hand to Xiaowan to help her off the carriage. Xiaowan glanced at him and slowly climbed down.

Aunt Zhang burned paper money in front of her door and asked the two of them to step over the brazier. Xiaowan didn't know so many rules, so when her aunt asked her to do it, she did. However, when the flames were extinguished and the bronze pot was pitch-black, it seemed as though it had been used to burn something. Could it be that countless people had died here?

The Main Hall became empty again as he followed Aunt Zhang to clean the guest rooms. Every room was empty, and sure enough, in the past three to four days, other than Lord Sun, the rest of the guests had never come back.

Perhaps they had to avoid the officials of the capital, as ordinary people did not dare to come and stay, but today, Lord Sun had left. After staying in the hall for half a day, countless people rushed to the door and stayed far away from the inn, as if they were afraid of being sucked in if they got any closer.

That night, Xiaowan was woken up by the noise in her dreams. The rhythmic sound was like she was chopping meat. She walked out of the room, leaned on the railing and looked down. There was a light in the kitchen.

His hands unconsciously covered his chest, listening to the "duo duo" sound. Tears flowed from his eyes. Could … could it be that they were chopping off his grandson …

At this time, in the darkness, with a hand on Xiaowan's shoulder, she was so scared that she lost her courage.

Everyone came out. At the third floor's staircase, Xiaowan was sitting on the floor, holding onto the railing and trembling, while Ling Chaofeng stood at the side with a blank look on his face.

Xiaowan kept on crying. Even when she was brought downstairs, she still cried. When Aunt Zhang asked her what was wrong, she could not say anything. At this time, Uncle Biao came out from the kitchen with two kitchen knives, his bib was covered with blood, such a tall and sturdy man, it seemed that with every step he took, a hole could be made in the ground, who knows when, the knife in his hand would be used to chop himself into pieces.

Terrified, she crawled under the table and begged, "Don't kill me, don't kill me …"

"What happened to the child?" Aunt Zhang squatted beside the table and tried to pull her out, "Evening, what happened?"

Ling Chaofeng pushed away the heavy table with one hand and because he was carrying the legs of the table, Xiaowan was dragged along the floor. But in the next moment, Ling Chaofeng bent down to pick her up, and the little girl cried so much that she looked pitiful.

Ershan held the candlestick, and softly spoke from the side: "Uncle, did you wake up the inner manager?"

Uncle Biao was startled: "I'm chopping meat, preparing the filling."

Upstairs, the Xiaowan knew that her struggles were useless, or perhaps she was scared to the point of exhaustion. Ling Chaofeng carried her all the way back to the house.

Even after lying down, his body was still trembling, Xiaowan bit her lips, but his body was suddenly ripped apart, she opened his eyes, and Ling Chaofeng's face was in front of him, his eyes were extremely beautiful, with pitch black pupils, as though she was hiding her world.

"You, what are you trying to do?" Xiaowan's heart trembled as she used her strength to push the man's body away.

Her heart almost jumped out of her throat. She wasn't frightened just now, but at such a close distance. A man of such beauty, her nominal husband, she didn't know what would happen next.

He had already seen her naked body. If anything else happened, she would … Wait, Xiaowan suddenly remembered that on the night of their marriage, she was brought back by Ling Chaofeng and was unconscious for an entire night. Aunt Zhang only said that it was him who gave her a bath, then what about after that? Could it be that on that night …

"Did you do anything to me?" Xiaowan asked with tears in her eyes, "On the night I escaped, what did you do to me?"

"What do you want me to do?" Ling Chaofeng coldly asked, "I gave you a bath, then what?"

The Xiaowan was furious, embarrassed and anxious. Hot blooded, she raised her hand to slap Ling Chaofeng on the face, but Ling Chaofeng caught him, not touching him at all. He sneered: "You want to hit me?"

Even Ling Chaofeng did not expect Mu Xiaowan to be so "unyielding", and perhaps unyielding was not the most appropriate way to describe it. But at this moment, the petite girl pounced forward, and when one of her hands was grabbed, she seized the opportunity to grab hold of her own hand and bit into her wrist with her mouth, as though her strength was going to pierce through flesh.

Xiaowan was once again thrown onto the bed, the tall and big man glared at her fiercely, his wide chest rising and falling like a flame. Only then did she feel a bit of fear, not knowing whether he would beat her to death to vent his anger, and what was terrifying was not a beating, but a beating … Xiaowan held onto her chest, thinking about how she would die if Ling Chaofeng dared to rape her.

"Uncle Biao is chopping pork, preparing to sell the meat stuffing to the tomorrow." Ling Chaofeng shook his hands, it had been so many years since someone hurt him, he was angry now, "Don't make everyone uncomfortable, if you keep making trouble, I won't be polite anymore."

Xiaowan hugged her chest and stared at him. She wasn't afraid since she was dead anyway. This man took Second Madam's money to help her harm Mrs. Sun. She had a valiant temperament, but was actually so filthy deep down in her bones.

"Sleep early. Tomorrow morning, I'm going to the Baisha Town to sell buns. Don't be unable to wake up, the shop doesn't feed idle people." After Ling Chaofeng finished, he turned and was about to leave.

"I'm not going." The Xiaowan said.

Ling Chaofeng looked back at her coldly. "What did you say?"

"I'm not going, and I'm not asking you to raise it. I'll be working for you for the next few days. One hundred silver taels will be lying in my house. If you have the ability, go and get it from my stepmother." Xiaowan threw caution to the wind, no one knew who gave her the guts, and she stretched out her right hand. "You can take this ring off if you want, or cut off my finger, since I don't owe you anything."

Ling Chaofeng walked over and grabbed her ring finger. The faint pain made Xiaowan's entire body tense up, and he asked: Break her now?

Xiaowan was extremely righteous, but Ling Chaofeng took the opportunity to push her backwards. After she lies down, he pulled over her blanket and said, "If you continue talking rubbish, if you move even a little, I will strip you naked and tie you outside the inn. Do you believe me?"

"It's up to you to kill or cut, who are you trying to scare?" In the past, every time she was beaten into despair by her stepmother, she would want to court death. But she did not have a chance, she did not even have the courage to seek death, she wanted to escape, but she did not have a chance either. If she could not walk out of the Qingling Village, she would be caught, and would then be given a fierce beating.

Actually, marriage was the last hope of her life, but in the end, she couldn't help but come to this baffling place.

"How could Mrs. Sun let you down? You want to help others and harm her? You are so malicious." Xiaowan sat up, her face red, she had even taken off her pajamas by herself. "You want to tie me up outside? You tie me up, I'll take it off myself, you tie me up?"

Ling Chaofeng was stunned for a moment, seeing Xiaowan's shoulders being exposed and her chest being exposed, he frowned, wrapped him up tightly in the blanket, and threatened her with a fierce tone: "Don't refuse a toast, do you really want to be beaten?"

"Don't you know? I was beaten up since I was young, would I be afraid of you? " Xiaowan gasped heavily, her body was bound by a quilt. Somehow, it made her feel at ease. The man had no intention of taking off her clothes, and he didn't seem to know how to hit her.

Imagine, if she had gone crazy from talking back to her stepmother, her stepmother would definitely have hung her up and beat his up. However, Ling Chaofeng had only used a quilt to cover her naked body.

Xiaowan's eyes were brimming with tears, but she asked. "Why do you want to harm Mrs. Sun?"

This guy, how much jumping was he thinking, how did he end up thinking about Mrs. Sun?

"It's not me who killed her, nor is it Second Madam who killed her." Ling Chaofeng said, "I never kill people."

Ling Chaofeng was at a loss. Ling Chaofeng wiped away her tears: "I already said, the inn's door is open, you can leave at any time, and you won't be able to leave. With your ability, you have to understand, before we go to the yamen to break the engagement, you will be my wife even if you walk to the ends of the earth."

"If you don't leave, you're someone from the Ling Xiao Inn. You'll understand what's going on in the inn sooner or later." Ling Chaofeng said, "You will be afraid, I don't blame you, but you won't be able to finish after a few words. You are so agitated now, you won't be able to hear it even if you say it."

Xiaowan looked straight at him, and after a long while he said, "You won't kill me?"

Ling Chaofeng nodded his head: "No one will kill you, but you are the most obedient. I already said that, don't make me angry, if you continue messing around, I will not be courteous anymore."

Xiaowan's gaze softened. She was extremely tired from tormenting herself like this, so Ling Chaofeng rudely wiped away her tears. Under the candlelight, she saw a circle of teeth marks on the man's wrist.

"Close your eyes." Ling Chaofeng said.

Xiaowan pursed her lips, blinked her eyes, and closed her eyes.

She felt that Ling Chaofeng had not left, that person seemed to have been by his bed all this time, she wanted to open his eyes to take a look, but he did not have the guts. Or perhaps she was too tired, and did not even have the strength to lift his eyelids.

Xiaowan followed the fragrance and ran into the kitchen. Coincidentally, a tray of buns came out of the wok, when she opened the box, a white mist permeated the air and Xiaowan's stomach rumbled. She blushed shyly.

Aunt Zhang took out a fat meat bun and gave it to her. "You must be hungry.

Holding the scalding meat bun in her hands, Xiaowan hesitated. Thinking back to last night when Ling Chaofeng said that Uncle Biao was chopping pork, she bit it and the soup came out, scalding her lips, making her flustered.

"Silly child, be careful of the heat." Aunt Zhang quickly passed a bowl to her.

When Ling Chaofeng returned from the outside of the shop, he heard the laughter and looked towards the kitchen. The Xiaowan was in high spirits as he smiled and said, "I have never eaten meat buns before.