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In a split-second, countless patterns of death flashed through her mind.

Before she could figure out which type of 'favor' she was going to have, another gentle and pleasant voice sounded, "I wonder who is here. So it's Second Aunt."

Qu Ling was startled, and quickly lowered his head.

Before long, a familiar figure slowly appeared in her line of sight.

That person wore a wide azure robe, and his face was as warm as jade. His figure was slender and straight, and the black hair that was scattered behind his head fluttered in the wind.

Seeing this person, Qu Ling was so excited that he almost couldn't control himself.

This time, she no longer needed to be 'favoured' in any way when she died.

When the maidservant saw the person, she immediately bowed and called out, "Third Young Master."

The person who had come was the third young master, Murong Yan.

Second Madam Ye squinted at the man in front of her, but did not say anything.

Murong Yan's expression did not change. He cupped his hands towards Second Madam and said indifferently: "The temperature here is low, so it's not appropriate to stay longer. Second Aunt should return to the room earlier."

Second Madam did not reply Murong Yan. Instead, she turned her head slightly and looked at the tree beside her without batting an eyelid.

Her face remained impassive as she casually asked: "Do you know who the dead are?"

Murong Yan replied: This matter is under my brother's responsibility, nephew will not ask any further.

When Second Madam heard this, she did not ask any further and let the maidservant push the wheelchair. Without hesitation, she left.

After the master and servant left, Murong Yan retracted his gaze, raised his head and looked at the tree, and laughed: "What are you doing here?"

Qu Ling held onto the tree trunk tightly, he lowered his head, still shaken, and looked down at the man dressed in the azure and white robes. Lightly biting his lower lip, he took a long time before saying: "Your second aunt seems to have discovered me."

"No worries, I'm here." Murong Yan's glass-like eyes looked at the girl who hung on the tree and asked warmly: "Do you want to go with me to light up a firework?"

Qu Ling's eyes lit up, "Can I?"

Murong Yan smiled and nodded, "Of course you can."

It was unknown whether it was because of his "I'm here" or his gentle and tolerant gaze, but the uneasiness in her heart disappeared in an instant as she couldn't help but raise the corner of her lips.

"Murong, catch me!"

After she finished speaking, the woman suddenly leaped up.

At the moment she fell, her light purple skirt fluttered in the wind, reflecting the starlight that filled the sky. Like a purple butterfly fluttering in the night sky, she directly smashed into the man's eyes.

Just like every time over the years, the man unhurriedly extended his powerful arms and secretly steadied his body, easily pulling the woman into his embrace.

In all the years he had known her, he had taken her from the top of the wall, from the tree, even from the second and third floors.

No matter what, he could make her give her life with all her heart.

Xiao Yi, who had found this place, just happened to see this scene and was scared out of his wits.

For a moment, he could neither approach nor retreat. He was so conflicted that he could not help but cry.

He couldn't understand why the Madam would be staying with the young master Mu Rong.

It wouldn't have been a big deal if they had just stayed and talked, but the two of them … He did not know if his mistress would peel off his skin if he were to find out, but he was sure that he would be skinned alive.

He was still so young. Not to mention getting married and having children to take over his family, he hadn't even touched the hands of a young lady. If he were to die like this, how would he have the face to face his parents!

Xiao Yi thought about it, the two people on the other side did not have any dirty thoughts.

Once the woman in his arms stabilized her stance, Murong Yan immediately released her with restraint and respect. He took two steps back to distance himself from her and refused to let any awkward feelings arise between him and her.

Qu Ling didn't notice Xiao Yi, and quickly tidied up the messy dress on his body and told Murong Yan what he had heard while hiding in the tree.

Murong Yan did not reply, and suddenly looked towards Xiao Yi's direction.

"What's wrong?"

Qu Ling suspiciously followed his gaze.

Seeing Xiao Yi's face filled with conflict and resentment, she was stunned.

After realizing that the person was a informant, her expression immediately changed.

Not even having the time to bid farewell to Murong Yan, he sprung up like his tail was on fire, turned around and ran.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi hurriedly chased after him.

If he lost his wife, he probably wouldn't see the sun tomorrow.

Murong Yan looked at the two figures getting further and further away, he shook his head and laughed, then turned and walked in the other direction.

The cold moonlight fell on his figure, adding a sense of loneliness.

In the end, not only was Qu Ling unable to set off the fireworks with Murong Yan, he was also exposed by the spy.

She was almost carried all the way back by Xiao Jingyue.

Caught off guard, her back hit the couch and she fell unconscious.

She finally managed to calm down, but just as she was about to get up, a shadow suddenly fell over her.

She could only look on helplessly as the tyrannical aura exuded from the man pressed down on her. The pain from his lips and the pressure on her chest made her so uncomfortable that tears were about to fall out.

She knew that short-lived perverted egg was not a good thing!

Bastard!

When Xiao Jingyue heard the sound of sobbing coming from below him, he finally regained his senses and let go of her lips.

He propped up half of his body and looked at the teary-eyed girl below him. When his gaze touched her bright red lips, the originally eroding fury disappeared in an instant.

His cold heart instantly softened to an outrageous degree.

It was said that women's tears were the best weapon against men, but now it seemed that it was true.

He took her face in his hands and forced her to meet his gaze. He asked softly, "Are you feeling wronged?"

Qu Ling got rid of his hand, and scolded while choked with sobs: "You beast!"

He acted as if he did not hear the question and continued, "This general also feels wronged."

He felt wronged?

Qu Ling opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "Why are you feeling wronged!"

She felt wronged that he always took advantage of her.

Xiao Jingyue sneered, "Can this general not feel wronged when this general marries an honest and proper wife who can only cuddle with other men?"

Qu Ling was startled, and immediately understood.

It seemed that this pervert suddenly went crazy not because she shook off Xiao Yi and ran around randomly, but because she told Murong Yan to catch her.

In the past, when she climbed walls and trees to avoid windows, Murong Yan would always catch her like this. To her, Murong Yan was like a brother to her, and she had never felt that there was anything wrong with it.

Now that he heard this, he carefully thought about it. The current her was already married and was different from the past. If he continued to do this, it would truly be her fault.

Qu Ling did not think towards the direction that he was jealous of, and only thought that he had taken the opportunity to act like a rogue, and said unhappily: "Even if I'm in the wrong, what does this have to do with you taking advantage of my beastly personality?"

"Of course." Xiao Jingyue released her and sat up, then said with a stern voice: "If this general was unmoved, Madam would probably never be able to remember just whose wife she is."

Qu Ling was so angry that his face turned green, and he roared: I want to leave!

The man said coldly, "It's getting late. Madam, why don't you take a shower and go to bed?"

She, "…"

Was he mocking her into dreaming?!

"Next time you commit an offense, this general will break your legs!"

"…"

Qu Ling was so angry that tears almost flowed out of her eyes, she extended her leg in front of him, "I'm letting you hit me, come!"

The woman's feet were thin and fair, with a hint of pink on them. She looked cute and petite, causing the man to feel his mouth go dry. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes gradually dimmed.