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Since his daughter had been annulled, and since he had lost his backing and dignity, and had no place to vent his anger on, Prefect Meng transferred his anger onto his Ling Xiao Inn, holding deep hatred for Ling Chaofeng.

However, because of the influence of the capital, he dared not to make a move on him, so he could only make a move in secret.

The day after Lian Yi was placed under house arrest, the Prefect Meng gathered a group of local ruffians, a dozen or so people, and ordered them to take advantage of the dark night and high winds to sneak attack the tavern. There was no need to be courteous, if there were anyone who could defeat Ling Chaofeng, injure him, or even take his life, he would heavily reward them.

But that night, the Mighty Escort Office passed by, waiting for the first boat tomorrow to stay the night at Ling Xiao Inn. There were more than ten people in the escort team, and all of them possessed extraordinary skills. The group of hooligans that had barged in and were treated like darts immediately began fighting.

He was half asleep, and seeing that her husband was not around, she wanted to get up to check on him. But before he could put on his soft shoes, Ling Chaofeng had returned and pushed her gently down, saying: "What are you doing? Be careful not to catch a cold, go to sleep."

"Hubby, you should go to bed early as well." Xiaowan was in a daze, rolling over and going back to sleep.

The next morning, she went down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast as usual. She didn't care about the scene downstairs, but when she reached the stairs, she was startled and cried out involuntarily. Her husband stood on the third floor and said to her, "Don't be afraid, they can't move."

In the main hall, the Eight Immortals Table was pushed open. More than a dozen black-clothed men were tied up tightly, their eyes and mouths covered. They just sat there, lying on the cold floor.

Xiaowan thought back to the commotion she heard last night. How could she sleep so deeply, damn it.

But the escort team were still waiting for breakfast, so she quickly went to the kitchen. Uncle Biao also got up, steamed bread and porridge to cook the small dishes, and when she came out again, the escort team had already chased them to the corner, arranging the Eight Immortals Table so that Xiaowan could bring them up.

After they finished eating their fill, they were going to the dock to take a boat. Before the door, they bid farewell to Ling Chaofeng and said to the Xiaowan: "Thank you, sister-in-law, for cooking for us brothers early in the morning."

Xiaowan's face was flushed red. She stood beside her husband and said gently, "There's no need to be polite."

They then continued to speak with Ling Chaofeng: "No matter where this group of bastards comes from, if they dare to cross over with the inn, it's just that they cannot cross over with us. If Manager Ling needs it in the future, he just has to greet the brothers."

Ling Chaofeng thanked them and sent them on their way. When he returned to the shop again, he saw that people were piled up on the walls, struggling and moving about. He was truly afraid.

Ling Chaofeng smiled faintly. On the other side, Ershan and Uncle Biao had already rolled up their sleeves and were ready for battle.

The group of people were wrapped in gunny bags and were loaded onto the cart like goods. Uncle Biao and Ershan drove the carriage towards the Baisha Town and swaggered around the town in a ostentatious manner.

Uncle Biao often showed his face in town, and many people knew that he was the head chef of the inn.

There were more than ten sacks piled on top of the carriage. Could it be full of people?

They went around once and then turned back, but as they ran towards Baisha River Pier, they did not stop at the tavern, Xiaowan watched as Uncle Biao and Ershan rode the wooden carriage and flew away, running back to ask Ling Chaofeng, "Hubby, where are Uncle Biao and the rest bringing those people to?"

Ling Chaofeng said: "Sell them as slave traders and ship them away."

Xiaowan already knew that Hubby Black and White were good at it, but she was still shocked when he heard that Hubby Bai and the other people were in the same boat.

Ling Chaofeng asked her: "These people usually rob and rob women, what are they keeping them for? They are not qualified to be human. Since you've delivered them to my doorstep, I shall do as I please.

The Xiaowan's heart trembled when she heard this. She asked, "Since they came to the inn to find trouble, they have also been sold to slave traders like this?"

Ling Chaofeng smiled as he looked at her: "Then what is there to look for? At that time, a new bride came to us, she wanted me to follow her around, running and biting her, so I didn't want to sell her."

The Xiaowan said anxiously: "I'm serious with you."

Ling Chaofeng did not think much of it, "There will still be such things in the future, so you should not be afraid of us. In the martial arts world, we must have some enemies or else what would we call the martial arts world?"

"I'm worried about you." The Xiaowan said, and used his hands to touch his husband's body, "You fought last night, did you get injured? I should be damned if I knew anything when I slept so deeply. "

Ling Chaofeng said gently: "There are few people in this world who can hurt me, don't worry." He continued, "I told you this morning that you would be scared if you followed me. Didn't you say that as long as I was here, you wouldn't be afraid?"

"I remember, I'm not afraid." Xiaowan said, "But …"

"But what?"

"Nothing." Xiaowan shook his head and raised his head with a smile, "With Master here, I'm not afraid of anything."

At this time, Aunt Zhang was going to clean the guest rooms, so she followed her upstairs. When she went down to change the water, she saw her squatting on the floor, touching the storage ring on her finger, staring blankly.

"Afraid the ring is dirty?" Aunt Zhang asked, "Can you take this ring off or not?"

Xiaowan acknowledged him and quickly wiped the floor with a cloth. She cleaned the entire floor of the room and went to the next room.

Aunt Zhang looked at her and felt that young lady had something on her mind.

There was something on Xiaowan's mind, because she suddenly realised that the prank of the Jade Ring on Ling Chaofeng's body was unable to be realized for her. Did this mean that her wish to be husband and wife safe and healthy would also fail her?

Although the Jade Ring came for no reason, it shouldn't have been her luck, but since she had it, she couldn't use it, so she didn't understand.

Especially, why did she have to be so ineffective towards Ling Chaofeng? No matter how hard she tried, there was no result.

However, Xiaowan had begged the Jade Ring more than once to allow her husband to live a peaceful life. She would rather never have the divine power in the ring again, she hoped that even if it gave her the chance to do so, so that Ling Chaofeng would never be harmed again in her life.

"Evening?" Aunt Zhang followed him to this room, and asked in concern, "What happened to you today, were you frightened by those small fries?"

Xiaowan shook her head. "I'm fine, Aunt. I'm really fine."

Aunt Zhang sized her up, then laughed: "Silly girl, you really can't hide the truth on your face."

Xiaowan randomly found an excuse and said, "I, I'm worried about Miss Meng."

Aunt Zhang believed it, and said as if she was worried: "I don't know how she is right now, Ershan was standing alone in the courtyard last night, I think he is just thinking about his lover. However, whether that brat truly understands is or not, he can't give his anything right now, it's just that he can afford to wait, which is why Miss Meng can't. "

Downstairs, Uncle Biao and Ershan had returned. They had really sold that group of thugs to the slave traders, so Uncle Biao shouted downstairs, "Evening, tomorrow we will go to town to sell buns."

However, at this moment, the entire Baisha Town, along with the surrounding villages, had spread word of the Ling Xiao Inn transporting over a dozen people. It was unknown whether they were dead or alive, but as expected, the dark shop was still a dark shop.

When the news reached Prefect Meng's ears, he finally knew why Ling Chaofeng had not come back after waiting for a long time.

Prefect Meng panicked. Could it be that he was going to do it on the surface, but he couldn't do it in the dark, but if he did, wouldn't that give Ling Chaofeng a chance to deal with him?

When he was distracted, a quiver flashed, and stood still as he said loudly: "Men, go and find Yue Huaiyin at Baisha Town."

Inside the Siyun Pavilion, the servants were also discussing the matter of the Ling Xiao Inn using the wooden carriage to pull the people away. They knew that their young miss was interacting with the inn, and there was also the relationship between Susu and the Auntie Chen.

In the afternoon, Yue Huaiyin received a message from the Prefect Meng, telling her to quickly go to the Prefect's yamen.

He didn't know what the old cunning fox wanted to discuss with Yue Huaiyin about, but during this entire day, the Xiaowan was sullen, unhappy because the Jade Ring couldn't help but test their abilities on Ling Chaofeng.

In the evening, Ershan was in the stable brushing his horses, while the Xiaowan brought water for him. Seeing Ershan sigh lightly, he asked: "Are you thinking about the Miss Meng?"

Ershan nodded, looked to the side, and said: "Don't mention it to the shopkeeper, I don't want to cause anymore trouble at the inn."

Xiaowan thought, Ling Chaofeng is about to drive Prefect Meng away from the Li Prefecture, the inn might not be too troublesome, but Miss Meng had followed his father, so how could they meet again in the future?

"When you become a High Scholar, marry Miss Meng and leave her in that family, you won't be at ease right?" The Xiaowan laughed, "If she's married, then it's fair and right, and she's no longer afraid of anyone who can take her away."

Ershan laughed bitterly: "How can it be that easy. Even if Xiaowan were to be the High Scholar, I would have nothing. If she follows me, she will only suffer.

The Xiaowan was angry: "You're a grown up man, why are you being bashful? Don't tell me you don't like her? "Husband, he has already determined me to be his wife, but he immediately sent the matchmaker to marry me."

How could it be the same? Xiaowan was simple, Ershan was not simple, he wanted to say something but hesitated. He clenched his fist tightly, turned and continued to rub his horse.

That night, Xiaowan did something that she had never dared to do before. She had promised Ershan that she would smoothly allow him to participate in the Academy Competition, but after a series of twists and turns, even though he managed to pass in the end, Xiaowan still couldn't understand whether or not the ring would reveal her spirit. As for Ling Chaofeng, she seemed to have given up on tormenting him. In the future, she could only rely on herself to take good care of her husband.

But tonight, she clenched her fists and made a very malicious wish. She hoped that she could see the Prefect Meng and never see the sun tomorrow again.

At that time, Ling Chaofeng was lying right beside her, and he could feel the ruthless Qi around young lady disappear in an instant. He turned his body to look at his wife who was peacefully sleeping, and actually felt that there was something wrong with the Xiaowan, but he couldn't pinpoint it.

It was during the night, when the residence of the Prefect was in an uproar, that the half asleep Meng Lianyi was pushed awake by her servant girl. The servant girl was so scared that her face turned pale and she said: "Young miss, young miss, the master is gone, the master is gone."

What do you mean, gone? Dead?

Meng Lianyi didn't even have time to get dressed before she rushed to his aunt's courtyard. That night, the harsh looking woman curled up in a corner, completely naked, as if she was playing with her master while the old man on the bed had already died.

The doctor rushed over, touched Prefect Meng's body and sighed, "My dear ladies and young masters, I hope you will forgive me."

"Master …" Mrs. Meng cried her heart out as the whole family fell into grief and panic. No one continued to watch Meng Lianyi, but she had no choice but to follow beside her mother.

The next day, news spread, the Constable Li followed the county magistrate and arrived early in the morning to discuss how to deal with the aftermath of the battle with the other counties.

On the other hand, Ling Xiao Inn had brought a carriage to the town to sell buns today. Unfortunately, other than the familiar customers, there were still many buns that could not be sold. After all, yesterday, they had pulled a cart full of people carrying sacks across the market, so naturally, no one dared to eat their buns today.

"Uncle Biao, Prefect Meng suddenly died last night." The regular customer who came to buy buns said to the Uncle Biao, "I heard this morning that he died because of Ma Dong. While he was at home messing with his concubine, he suddenly died."

Uncle Biao laughed coldly: "Really? What a pity."

Xiaowan swallowed her saliva at the side. His heart seemed to have forgotten to jump, was it because of her?

At this time, Susu ran over to the bottom of the bridge to buy twenty buns. She also said that the young miss had invited the Uncle Biao and the others to sell the buns and take a rest at the shop.

Xiaowan was stupefied, she did not hear anything. Susu instructed them a few more times before carrying the hot steamed buns back to the shop.

In front of the Rouge Shop gate, Yue Huaiyin was talking to a neighborhood under the eaves of a house, listening to their rambling, they said that the Lord Prefect had suddenly died.

She held the furnace in her hand and gently stroked the bronze bracelet on the lid. She faintly smiled.

Yesterday, she left Prefect Meng some things. It could help him lose his life, but if he accidentally lost his life, she couldn't be blamed.