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"I was just joking. Is there a need to be so serious?" A wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him. Xue Ruoyun still wanted to live a few more years, and she knew that she would definitely lose if she fought head on with Mu Ying. She could only put on a weak face as she moved closer to her.

"This King will teach you a lesson today." Mu Ying coldly refused to give her face.

"Then you must show mercy!" Xue Ruyun knew that he had offended him this time. He didn't expect the other party to be so stingy when he seemed to be very close to him.

Mu Ying walked up with his sword in his arms … Xue Ruoyun's heart was feeling increasingly uncertain.

"Tell me what?" When Mu Ying saw her current expression, the anger he had just lost was completely gone. In fact, he was deliberately putting on a face to scare Xue Poyun.

"What?" This sudden turn of events caught Xue Ruoyun off guard. When she raised her head in confusion and saw that there was no longer any trace of anger on Mu Ying's face, she revealed a mischievous smile. Only then did she realize that she had been tricked by him.

"You!" Xue Ruyun pointed at him, so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Cough cough, aren't we asking This King to come close to our ears?" "Just now, I was only giving you a warning for your first offense. Now that you've committed it again, I won't let you off so easily." After Mu Ying finished speaking, he solemnly turned his face around. When he turned his back to Xue Ruyun, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Are you laughing?" Xue Ruyun saw his back was trembling nonstop. Doubtful, he turned around in front of Mu Ying to see what was going on. However, he saw that Mu Ying's face was as cold as ice, as if it hadn't changed in a thousand years.

"You're crazy! Who's laughing?" Mu Ying rolled his eyes at him as he tried his best to hold back his laughter.

"Well, maybe I'm wrong." Xue Ruyun scratched his head, lowered his head in suspicion, then looked at Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng was just about to relax his tensed nerves, wanting to laugh out loud. He didn't expect that Xue Ruyun would actually raise his head so abruptly. Mu Ying held it in and almost bit his tongue with a strange expression on his face.

"Wow, why is there such a strange expression on your face?" Xue Ruyun saw that his face was twisted, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His expression was rather conflicted.

"Where did that come from? Cut the crap. Quickly tell me, do you have any good methods?" Mu Ying embarrassedly changed the topic. It was so close, she almost found out about it just now.

"My method is..." Xue Muyun stood on his tiptoes and whispered into Mu Ying's ear.

"Mm, mm, not bad." Hearing her words, Mu Ying nodded in agreement and smiled.

Ever since Mrs Zhao had come back from the silk shop, she had been feeling uneasy. Even though the government had already sent out their greetings, it was hard to avoid some formalities and asked them about the situation at that time. He didn't know whether to ask, but he was startled by the question.

From the investigation's population, Mrs Zhao now knew that Yang Er had died!

"Impossible, I remember him being greedy, asking for a huge sum of money and clamoring to reveal what happened that year. Only then did I get angry and throw a vase at his head." In the room that Xue Lian had drawn, Mrs Zhao held a cup of tea tightly. When she said 'here', her hand trembled and the tea in the cup splashed out.

"Then, could it be that you used too much strength and beat him to death?" Xue Lian indicated for the maidservants to clean up the table. He then handed a silk handkerchief to Madame Zhao to wipe the table.

"That won't happen. How much strength can I, a woman, have?" This Yang Er has a strong body and is in good shape. I just knocked him out and didn't hit him hard. Before leaving, he listened to his weak moans. At that time, I wanted to go back and give him another kick, but when I saw that he finally fainted, I ran away. " Mrs Zhao recalled the scene at that time, and her limbs turned cold.

"Then how did he die? This is too weird. " When Xue Lian saw Mrs Zhao's frightened expression, she didn't seem to be faking it. She wouldn't be so bored as to fabricate these words to deceive him, but all of this didn't make sense.

"Does he have any other enemies? Could it be revenge? " Xue Lian drew a picture and stood up as if he had thought of something.

"I don't know about his enemies, but no one but me knows he's back. He has been out for so many years, and only a few people know that he has returned. Mrs Zhao recalled.

"Who else but you? Could it be that she leaked the news herself? "

"Just me, my trusted aides, your father …" Mrs Zhao paused here as if she had thought of something. However, she only paused for a moment before shaking her head.

"Did Mother remember something?" Catching Mrs Zhao's conflicted expression, Xue LianTu guessed that she must have thought of something.

"Impossible..." Mrs Zhao thought for a moment and firmly nodded her head. When she raised her head, she saw Xue Lian's drawing asking her. She forced a smile. "No."

"Fine." Xue Lian shook his head helplessly.

"But what do we do now? Every day when I close my eyes, I see that Yang Er is coming to take my life." Mrs Zhao gripped Xue Lian's hand tightly and was extremely afraid.

"People aren't your fault, what are you afraid of?" Xue Lian lightly patted the back of her hand.

"But he was knocked out by me after all …" Mrs Zhao's heart was, after all, gloomy, and she always felt that something was amiss. In addition, this Yang Er had threatened her with his weakness many times before. She already had a shadow in her heart, and before Yang Er fainted, he even threatened to not let her go. As a result, Madame Zhao had a guilty conscience and was always anxious.

"When a man dies, he will turn to dust. There are no ghosts in this world." It was precisely because Xue Lian didn't believe in ghosts and gods that he had done so much.

"But when I close my eyes, I always see his fierce gaze." Mrs Zhao was still worried.

"How about this, you are really scared, tomorrow you just need to call a few wise men to come to your house and exorcise the evil spirits to protect you." Xue Lian was annoyed to the point that he had no other choice. This was the only method.

"But... "Forget it, that's fine. I guess this is the only way …" Mrs Zhao still wanted to say something, but when she saw that Xue Lian was already yawning, she could only shut her mouth.

Although Xue Lianshu was also worried, she came here every day to complain. Even though Xue Lianshen was unable to comfort her, she was helpless and didn't have any other methods.

After all, it was not personal experience, and the comfort of others could not resolve the knot in his heart. Mrs Zhao stayed in Xue Lian's painting room for a long time before returning.

The night was dark and gloomy. When the evening wind blew, the onlookers felt extra cool, but Mrs Zhao felt terrified. A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the back of his head. Madame Zhao and the maidservants quickly walked towards their own small courtyard. Usually, this short distance between them felt like a long walk today.

Mrs Zhao took a few steps forward and faintly felt a chill at the back of her head, as if the wind had blown in. She turned her head sharply, but there was nothing behind but shadows.

"Ma'am, what's the matter?" Seeing the Zhao Clan turning their head around doubtfully, the maidservants were at a loss. The maidservant, Red Sleeve, supported Mrs Zhao as she asked in a fawning manner.

"Do you feel anything?" Mrs Zhao looked around again, and couldn't stop herself from asking her left and right.

"Nothing, ma'am." The young maidservants reported the matter truthfully.

"Madam, perhaps you haven't had a good rest in the past two days, and your vision is a little blurry." Red Sleeves could see that Mrs Zhao's mind was a little unsettled, so she quickly tried to comfort her.

"Maybe. Let's hurry back." Mrs Zhao urged the maidservants again. On the way, she had already urged them countless times.

Mrs Zhao walked quickly. Suddenly, a white shadow flew past her as if it had suddenly come and gone.

"Ahh …" Mrs Zhao was already flustered, and at this moment, she was even more frightened as she involuntarily cried out.

However, before she could regain her wits, another white shadow flew by behind her, followed by a gust of cold wind. Even the leaves on the tree were ghosting on the ground.

"Did you see that!?" Mrs Zhao trembled as she turned around, but could not catch the white shadow.

"What do you see, ma'am?" The maids were timid to begin with, and were even more so frightened by her words. They retreated continuously, and as the wind blew, the lanterns began to sway. The shadows of the trees fluttered, the wind grew stronger, and the lantern in the lantern was extinguished. The whole path was devoid of any light except for the eerie lake water, which reflected the pale moonlight.