A cool breeze blew over, but for some reason, it could not blow away the annoying dryness around them. Was it because there were too many people and too many mouths?
In the Mu Residence's elegant garden, which was designed according to Old Madam Mu's preferences, there was a pavilion that was engraved with contemporary literary poems. It was no longer as cold and cheerless as usual, and many people gathered.
Under a pair of shy and timid eyes, her signature sweet smile did not change her dazzling charm as she calmly smiled.
"Ling 'er, this is my cousin's daughter, Feng Yuting. She's a few years older than you and wants to stay here for a few days.”The Mu Residence's Second Aunt, Wang Zhaoxing, thought to herself, Although Ling 'er was only a concubine's child in the Mu Family and did not have any status to speak of, based on his likable appearance, as long as he worked hard enough to win the favor of Old Master Mu Wujing, he would definitely be able to get a lot of family property in the future. As she did not have a son, she could only rely on him.
It was difficult to please the shrewd and difficult to control Eldest Young Master, so she took a step back and asked the innocent Third Young Master to do it.
The Xiaozhu Pavilion was very close to Mu Xingling's room, so it was obvious that Wang Zhaoxing had arranged it carefully.
"Of course, but I'm worried that Miss Feng will be afraid of the rumors there.”
"What rumors?" Feng Yuting wanted to be with Mu Xingling! She tried to get closer to the beautiful young master she had fallen in love with at first sight. A woman's lifelong dream was to marry a good son-in-law, and he was the best candidate in her heart.
Since the first time she came to the Mu family, she had been thinking about this handsome young master, who was also the third young master of the Mu family, Mu Xingling.
She had never seen a man who was more beautiful than him. Especially when he smiled, he could simply mesmerize all living beings. If that delicate face grew on her, she did not know how good it would be!
Feng Yuting didn't realize that she was stunned again. If she didn't take a few more glances at beautiful people, things, and things, wouldn't she be letting down her eyes?
"I heard that there would always be a long-haired female ghost in white wandering around that area at midnight.”
"What is it? Ghost!" She was too busy daydreaming to hear clearly, but she was quite sensitive to the word "ghost". She was a young girl, so of course she didn't have the guts!
"Don't listen to Ling 'er's nonsense. These are all servants who have nothing to do and can't be taken seriously.”Wang Zhaoxing quickly comforted Feng Yuting.
" Really?" Feng Yuting asked the owner of the house for confirmation, hoping to hear an affirmative answer.
Unfortunately, Mu Xingling, who was unwilling to answer, still had a friendly smile on her face. She did not say yes or no. Instead, it made her even more afraid.
However, she decided that in order to get closer to her sweetheart, she hoped that she would be able to get the moon first one day. Even if there was a female ghost, she would grit her teeth and turn a blind eye.
Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, some people wanted to rest but could not. The smile on their faces became sweeter and sweeter, making people blush.
"Third Young Master, try it. This is a pastry I made myself.”
"Miss Feng, my stomach is weak and I can't eat sweet food. Although it looks and smells delicious, and I really want to try it, but…"
"I'm really sorry. It's all my fault for not knowing beforehand and making things difficult for you.”
"Although I'm not good at eating, I like to watch others eat.”
"Yes." Feng Yuting laughed when she heard her sweetheart say that. She was really afraid that she would be rejected by Mu Xingling, who spoke so sweetly.
Yin Qianxu had wanted to go out just now to give the talented scholar and beautiful woman some privacy. However, under the sweet smile of Young Master Mu Xingling, Yin Qianxu, who had a chill down his spine, obediently sat at the side.
Once again, he received Feng Yuting's meaningful gaze. Yin Qianxu wanted to find an excuse to leave, but he was stopped by a hand hidden under the table. The small hand deliberately picked a vein on the back of his hand and pinched it hard. It was so painful that his entire hand went numb.
How could a young master who didn't practice martial arts be so clear about a person's meridians?
"What happened to him? You don't look too good."
The main character in her words was clearly right in front of her, and he was just a servant. He was not worthy of her attention. Feng Yuting, who only had eyes for the person she loved, had tried everything to talk to Mu Xingling.
Her consistent smile did not disappear. Mu Xingling replied gently,"Because my body is thin and I'm afraid of the cold, he has to spend a lot of effort to take care of me every night.”
Hearing this, Feng Yuting's impression of Yin Qianxu became even worse. How could such a weak person be Third Young Master Mu's personal guard!
"This is not good. The city has not been very peaceful recently. I heard that some raiders have sneaked into the city and caused trouble. Third Young Master, should you send more people to your side?”
She wanted to find more people to squeeze out the guards who occupied the unique position beside her sweetheart. This was for Yin Qianxu's sake. It was all for him!
Yin Qianxu felt her soft and boneless hand touch something cold on his hand. Soon, he felt a burning pain. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and his expression became uglier and uglier.
Why? Did he offend Young Master again? When, where, and why? Why couldn't he remember?
However, this pain was good. At least it could make him ignore the strange feeling of sourness and heartache when he saw the young master with another beautiful woman beside him. It was unusual.
Mu Xingling and Feng Yuting chatted. Mu Xingling was so bored that she wanted to yawn, but she could not. She could only smile until the woman finally felt ashamed of her long stay. She stood up and said goodbye.
Mu Xingling's stiff cheeks twitched. It was supposed to be an ugly action, but it was still so beautiful for a beautiful person to do it. Weird?
Yin Qianxu thought to himself as he stroked the back of his swollen hand.
"Phew…I'm so tired." Mu Xingling heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back. She was not worried that her head would explode.
Yin Qianxu, who rushed forward to catch him, scolded sternly,""Young Master, can you not scare me?"
Yin Qianxu, who had always obeyed Mu Xingling's orders, would only scold him harshly when he did not know how to think for himself, regardless of the difference between master and servant.
Mu Xingling found a good place to lie on his chest and simply lay there without moving.
"Young Master, this isn't good…it isn't good.”
Strange? Ever since the young master learned to take care of everything, he did not like him to do it for him. He always completed all the big and small matters around him on his own. He was stubborn and mature. And he played the role of a loyal guard, following closely behind him until…
That's right, until the end of last month, he suddenly changed his attitude. Not only did he want him to change his clothes, but he also wanted him to clean his body for him. He wished that he could not see anything so that he would not have bad thoughts flying out of his mind.
What kind of bad thoughts?
Yin Qianxu couldn't say why. In short, he was so afraid that he didn't dare to sort out his thoughts. He was afraid that if he sorted out something, it would ruin the relationship between him and the young master. He was afraid that they wouldn't be able to go back to how they were before.
Why was it that the young master that he had been used to for more than ten years was now different in his eyes day by day?
"Don't move." Sensing that the big hand was trying to pull his hands away, Mu Xingling stopped him. He was leaning comfortably, and only here could he let go of all his pretense and get real comfort. He was so greedy that he didn't want to leave.
He was not even allowed to move to close the door. Yin Qianxu could only turn his back to the cold wind outside to block the coldness of the night for him.
"Young Master, don't you like Miss Feng?”
"Do you like it?"
"How is that possible? Even if I was really interesting, it was impossible for the other party to take a fancy to me.”
"Hmph, it's good that you know."
The young master who was not allowed to be scolded as a lowly servant actually cared so much about his lowly status. Then why was he still lying so naturally in his arms? He should not even be willing to touch him, right?
The breathing beside his ear was no longer steady. He knew that his thoughts were running wild again.
"Who are you to me?"
"I am the young master's personal guard."
"Wrong. You can only answer like this when others ask you, but you're not allowed to answer when I ask you!”
"Servants?"
Mu Xingling jumped down from his arms and gave him a slap on the head." Think about it carefully. I won't treat the poison on your hand before you think about it. I want you to itch every night."”
What the hell! Why was he unable to keep up with the intelligent young master's thoughts? What was the answer he wanted? As the saying goes, a woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. And guessing the Third Young Master's thoughts was probably more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.
"Take out the white robe from the secret room.”
"Young Master, it's cold. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold.”
Hmph, how dare you beat around the bush to speak up for Feng Yuting!
"Do you not want your other hand anymore? Hurry up and take it out. The sooner I finish this matter, the sooner I can rest. I don't want to be late for tomorrow morning's greetings.”
"Yes, Young Master. Let's not go too far, okay?”
He even dared to plead for her!
"Cut the crap!"
Unable to sleep in the middle of the night, Yin Qianxu accompanied his master and once again played the role of a ghost swaying in the bamboo forest in the gloomy night. It was not enough to just float around. He had to act like whatever he was doing. He had to make his martial arts body drift like a ghost, and he had to match it with the sound of a ghost horn.
Sigh, why didn't he become a good guard and become a ghost instead?
"Miss Feng, did you hear anything?”
Feng Yuting elegantly and unhurriedly tilted her head to listen." No, Xiao Cui. What's wrong?”
However, Xiao Cui was suspicious and leaned towards her with a strange expression.
"We all like to smile at everyone we see. He's even amiable to us servants and never makes excessive demands. He's a good master with a good temper and intelligence.”
"Ah, don't talk nonsense!" The beautiful girl's face couldn't hide her shyness when she was being talked about. Why, why did he say it out loud! Was she that obvious?
" But our master didn't want to cause trouble for everyone. He said that he wanted peace and didn't want to move away…" Xiao Cui looked behind with a strange expression.
Only then did Feng Yuting remember the strange expressions of everyone when they heard that she was staying in Xiao Bamboo Pavilion. Could it be that there was something special here?
Suddenly, the sound of the wind outside the window made her hair stand on end.
"It's just…"
"Hmm?"
"It's just…"
"Xiao Cui, don't keep me in suspense."
Xiao Cui was so scared that she got closer to her and whispered in her ear. She was afraid that if she spoke too loudly, she would really call that thing over.
"This place isn't very clean." Xiao Cui looked around timidly and nervously.
"No, you guys cleaned the windows very well.”As expected of a servant of a wealthy family, he even noticed some small places. He was indeed well trained.
"This place is haunted!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened with a bang.
"Ah!"
Xiao Cui was so scared that she hid behind Feng Yuting. Although Feng Yuting was afraid, she still forced herself to calm down and close the door. She walked to the door with Xiao Cui, who was holding her sleeve tightly. Suddenly, a white figure flashed past her eyes.
Xiao Cui fainted on the spot, leaving only Feng Yuting to the side. In the wind, she seemed to hear the sound of ghosts asking for her life. She wished she could be unconscious like Xiao Cui.
But…
This was actually…
In reality…
"Fly over again. No, you have to retract your feet. Yes, use your breath to heat up the smoke in your hand and make more white mist.”
The instructions were spoken in a soft voice that only martial arts practitioners could hear.
"Pushing the door again, with a force that doesn't break it, let it babble a few more times. Also, mess up your hair."
The person who pretended to be a ghost was busy going up and down, flying up and down, and performing martial arts. It was not to protect himself, nor was it to protect his important master. It was just to pretend to be a ghost to scare a weak woman. His master, on the other hand, looked as if it had nothing to do with him. He was dressed in black and leaned against a tree casually, as if he was just out to enjoy the cool in the cold night.
Sigh, sigh, sigh, three sighs, how could he not be sad?
In the attic that belonged to Mu Wujing's second aunt, Wang Zhaoxing, there were many valuable antiques. There were ancient paintings, ancient artifacts that looked a little mottled, and ancient but well-maintained wooden furniture.
In the midst of the antique, there lived a beauty whose age was gradually fading away.
How he wished that a woman's youth could be like these antiques, the longer it lasted, the more valuable it became, and the longer it lasted, the more cherished it became.
"Yuting, why do you look so pale? Did you catch a cold?”
Her delicate figure was on the verge of collapse, and her lotus feet could barely support her weight. Feng Yuting, who had only lived in Xiaozhu Pavilion for a few days, had lost a lot of weight, and she looked very haggard.
"Aunt, I'm not sure either. I just feel uncomfortable.”
"Second Mother, perhaps Lady Feng is just not used to the weather. The weather in the north is indeed much colder than in the south.”
Mu Xingling's gentle smile was like a spring breeze, warmly seeping into people's hearts. Those who were lucky enough to see it unconsciously curled their lips and smiled at him.
Yin Qianxu lowered his head in guilt when he heard his young master's indifferent tone. However, he did not attract anyone's attention, except for his master.
His master was like the bright moonlight during a full moon, and he was an unremarkable little star who protected him by his side, unable to attract the attention of others.
Yin Qianxu unconsciously caressed the back of his hand that was still swollen. He felt guilty for pretending to be a ghost to scare the girl, and blamed himself for poisoning his hands. Although he had followed the order, it was his hand after all, so he was duty-bound.
Sigh, no matter how much his young master tried to persuade her, she would not listen. If he did not do it himself, Miss Feng would probably not even be able to sit up straight and would have one foot on the road to hell long ago.
He could only try his best to scare her and make her leave the Mu family in fear. She would no longer have delusions about the young master. She could not afford it.
"Xianglan, why aren't you helping Young Lady back to her room to rest?”
He didn't expect Feng Yuting to be useless. She was so weak that she could not stand the wind. If the wind blew, she would fall sick. Then how could he earn what he wanted? However, for someone like him who was so eager, it would still end up in vain.
Forget it, forget it, let's talk about it in the future!
Wang Zhaoxing sent everyone away and gave herself some peace and quiet. She had to think of other ways to win over the young masters of the Mu residence! For her future masters, she had to ensure that she would be safe in her later years.
"Young Master, can I take back the incense burner?”
"Didn't I say that as long as you dare to plead for her, I will increase her dosage? You didn't listen to me when you saw the girl's delicate figure, did you?”
"But…Young Master, you promised me that you wouldn't kill anyone.”
Ever since Yin Qianxu found out that Mu Xingling had poisoned the young master's beloved little white horse in order to avenge him, he had spent a lot of effort and persuasion to get the young master to promise him that he would not kill him again. Although the young master still did not understand what was wrong with killing. To him, wasn't this what everyone did? Moreover, what was the difference between killing insects and animals, or even killing people?
Please don't disappoint him, Young Master!
There was actually someone else in his eyes besides him. Unforgivable!
"As long as she is willing to move out of Xiao Zhu Pavilion and stop inhaling the poisonous smoke, after two or three autumns, the remaining poison in her body will dissipate and she will recover. As long as she's willing to get lost!"
In that case, there was no room for negotiation. However, Miss Feng was so seriously ill that it seemed impossible for her to travel a long distance back to her hometown. At that time, she would probably…
"Young Master, if you go back on your word, I…I…"
"Hmm?" He dared to threaten him!
"Young Master, that incense burner was personally delivered to Xiaozhu Pavilion by my hands. If I let it cause trouble, then my hands should also take responsibility. As long as Miss Feng doesn't recover, I won't worry about the medicine on my hand.”Although the Tendon Eroding Poison that Young Master had put on his hand was not very toxic, if he ignored it, it would seep into his bones and make his tendons useless. His right hand would also be destroyed.
"Are you threatening me?" How dare he. Was that girl really so important to him that she would not hesitate to disobey him?
"Young Master…"
Mu Xingling turned around and leaned on Yin Qianxu's broad chest. Yin Qianxu's eyes lit up as he smiled brightly. He almost forgot his persistence.
Mu Xingling's slender fingers gently scratched the thick muscles under Yin Qianxu's clothes, drawing along the bumps.
"Alright, but I have a condition."
She felt that the young master's smile was too sweet, as if it was laced with deadly poison. Although he sensed danger, he couldn't look away and could only jump into the trap.
"Eh?" Yay! Why was his voice so unpleasant?
"From now on, you are not allowed to abandon me.”
" Young Master…" It was his duty to stay close to him, so how could he abandon him? Moreover, someone would replace him sooner or later.
"I know your father forbids you from selling yourself as a slave. Even in order to bury him, you only signed a ten-year contract. It was because of my request that you agreed to sign another ten years, but I won't allow you to say that you want to leave after ten years.”
The Young Master's desire to monopolize was actually on his side? Or was it that he was not allowed to resist the things that belonged to him?
"Young Master, if you want me to stay, I have no reason to leave.”He was afraid that in a few years, there would be someone more skilled in martial arts who would replace him. The young master, whose heart was already occupied by his wife and children, would forget his existence. He was just a small servant.
"This is what you said. You're not allowed to mention leaving again.”
"Yes, Young Master." Now, the young master who was willing to rely on him made his heart ache.
"And…"
"There's more?"
Mu Xingling glared at him. After getting Yin Qianxu's promise, he no longer pretended to smile at him. He revealed his true self in front of him, only him.
"Also, I want you to listen to every word I say without hesitation.”
Huh? Just this? Didn't he always do this?
"Yes, my good young master, my little ancestor, a peerless genius.”
"Hehe, that's more like it."
Yin Qianxu heaved a sigh of relief. Young Master was finally not angry anymore.
He thought that this was the end of the matter, but little did he know that this was just the beginning.#
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