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"I've already told you, you got the wrong person!"

Nangong Huaxue was extremely determined, but silently took a step back.

Wang Ji sneered, and the shadows under his feet surrounded him, leaving no room for escape.

"Is that so?"

The man suddenly approached, and his cold breath touched her neck. Nangong Huaxue was startled. The dangerous aura filled the air, causing her to tense all her muscles.

Wang Ji grabbed her wrist just as she was about to raise it, with such force that he seemed to crush it alive. Nangong Huaxue felt pain and wanted to resist, but she felt a cold touch on her neck. Wang Ji's fingers slid along her jaw, and the edge of the human skin mask lifted up.

As soon as Wang Ji put his finger in, he was caught off guard and it was clamped tightly.

Nangong Huaxue shrank her neck and clamped Wang Ji's hands tightly around her neck, hoping to stop him.

"What? Since you said I admitted my mistake, why don't you dare to verify it?" Wang Ji laughed sarcastically in anger.

"What you're saying... Isn't it that I wear a mask to prevent people from knowing what I look like? Why do you think I have to take it off to prove myself just because you suspect me?" Nangong Huaxue still refused to give in.

Wang Ji pulled the corner of his mouth and was about to pull it off forcefully, but he felt the pressure on his hands doubled, and the woman squeezed tighter.

He was almost in awe of the muscles in her neck.

“No means no…” Nangong Huaxue tried to struggle.

"Your Majesty...if you continue to act like this, you will be the only one who will be embarrassed." Wang Ji reminded her, obviously not intending to give up.

Nangong Huaxue was so anxious that she was sweating. She racked her brains but couldn't think of a solution and could only stare blankly.

Wang Ji curled his fingers and tried to tear off the mask. Nangong Huaxue struggled desperately.

The two of them just froze.

Wang Ji was looking at her and suddenly, he chuckled.

Nangong Huaxue was stunned for a moment, looking at the man's delicate face with some confusion.

Then, Wang Ji shook his fingers lightly and scratched her neck a few times.

Nangong Huaxue felt itchy and let out a breath uncontrollably. Wang Ji seized the opportunity, raised his hand, and tore off a complete mask.

Nangong Huaxue covered her face and tried to hide it, but Wang Ji pulled her against the tree.

"His Majesty……"

Wang Ji shouted faintly.

Nangong Huaxue: ...

Nangong Huaxue turned her head, her face flushed with anger, and she was somewhat glad that it was dark.

"Let go...let go." Nangong Huaxue sighed in despair when she saw that she couldn't hide it anymore.

Wang Ji followed her instructions and gently let go of her hands. His face was gloomy, but he said nothing and just stared at her quietly.

Nangong Huaxue pursed her lips, turned her eyes to look into Wang Ji's, and was about to say something, but suddenly a fishy and sweet taste surged in her throat, and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wang Ji's expression changed slightly. He reached out and took out a few pills and fed them to her.

Nangong Huaxue swallowed it obediently. The pill melted in her mouth, and a stream of heat flowed down her throat into her lungs. Her aching lungs seemed to be soothed and warmed.

Nangong Huaxue couldn't help but touch his chest. Suddenly, a feeling of fatigue came over him. His eyelids gradually became heavy and he could hardly open them.

"...Go to sleep." Wang Ji caught her tilted body and said in a deep voice.

Nangong Huaxue instinctively snuggled in his arms, and upon hearing his words, she slowly closed her eyes.

Holding the woman's limp body, Wang Ji's eyes were terribly gloomy.

"Clear all traces."

Suddenly, he gave an order to the people behind him.

The air fluctuated slightly, as if responding to him.

Wang Ji stopped talking, picked him up and hid in the shadows, disappearing for a few moments.

On the other side, Qin Xiuyun was chasing closely, staring at the swaying figure in front of him, feeling a little anxious.

“…Wait!”

Qin Xiuyun couldn't help but shout.

Qin Xiao did not pause and continued running forward without looking back.

"..." Qin Xiuyun's forehead was covered with sweat. He covered his waist and abdomen which were bleeding, knowing that he could not hold on for much longer.

The injuries of the man in front were much more serious than his. Although he didn't show it, he was probably in much worse condition than himself at this moment.

Although the other party might not be able to hold on if he keeps chasing like this, this is not his purpose.

Qin Xiuyun closed his eyes and stopped.

Take a gamble.

"… Third brother, don't run away."

Qin Xiuyun looked at the figure that stopped in front of him and did not step forward immediately.

The man stood three trees away from him, giving him enough time to get away if he behaved strangely.

Qin Xiuyun suppressed his wildly beating heart and swallowed nervously.

Don’t rush…

Qin Xiuyun stared at the man's face hidden in the shadows, and his intuition told him so.

So, he asked softly: "You are Qin Xiao, right?"

Before the man could deny it, Qin Xiuyun continued, "I've seen your knife before."

Noticing the stiffness of the figure opposite him, Qin Xiuyun soothed him softly, "It's okay... I won't tell Mo Jian and the others, or anyone else."

As she spoke, she slowly extended her hand towards him.

"I know. You threw the child out without hesitation just now because you wanted to hide your identity and prevent Mo Jian, Ye Ningzhi and the others from recognizing you, right?"

Qin Xiuyun felt like he was soothing a ruffled cat. He couldn't suppress it violently, so he could only comb it gently.

"It's okay... I won't tell anyone - unless you want me to."

"Although I don't know how you became like this, but if you don't want to tell me, you don't have to. I won't force you to answer." Qin Xiuyun stared at the other person, observing him. Seeing that he didn't have any intense reaction, he slowly stepped forward.

She moved slowly, as if she was afraid of scaring him.

Qin Xiao said nothing, but watched Qin Xiuyun approach with cold eyes.

"It's okay...it's all over."

There was no reaction until Qin Xiuyun held him in his arms.

Qin Xiuyun hugged him and patted his back gently, just like he did when he was just born to coax him to sleep.

Qin Xiao still didn't speak, his breathing was heavy and slow, and with every breath he exhaled, the smell of blood in his mouth would become stronger. He gripped the knife in his hand tighter and tighter, and his heartbeat became faster and faster, as if it was about to break out in the next moment.

"It's okay...it's not a big deal."

Qin Xiuyun lowered his eyes and patted his back soothingly again.

"I won't bring any trouble to your father..."

"...Dad." Qin Xiao finally spoke, calling softly, but with his eyes lowered, seeming tired and uneasy.

Qin Xiuyun knew that a big part of the reason why Qin Xiao concealed his identity was because he was afraid of implicating him.

But Qin Xiuyun didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"It's okay...it's all over." Qin Xiuyun touched his head, took out a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth, "I'm here."

Qin Xiao swallowed it obediently, his breathing became long, he closed his eyes, loosened the handle of the knife, let his consciousness fall asleep, his body suddenly lost strength, and he continued to slide down in Qin Xiuyun's arms.

Qin Xiuyun sighed, put away the knife, and then picked him up horizontally.

The wound was still bleeding. Qin Xiuyun frowned and decided to take a few pills first before finding a way to go back.

I heard a sound beside my ears, and then I saw Qin Jichen leaning out of the bushes, looking at me with an indescribable expression.

Qin Xiuyun was puzzled. Although he was a little dissatisfied with his disobedience and coming here, fortunately the matter was over, so he waved his hand and asked him to come over.

Qin Jichen was a little hesitant.

He met Qin Jinyi and the others on the way here. He heard the news from here. Although he tried his best, the forest was too vast and the fights between the two groups kept changing places for some reason. He ran here and there and finally caught up with them.

As a result, when he showed up, he saw his father hugging a strange man, whispering something in his ear, and the intimacy was so strange...

Qin Jichen thought of a possibility and his expression twisted uncontrollably.

Impossible.

Qin Jichen shook his head, trying to get rid of the outrageous thoughts in his mind.

But he immediately thought of Qin Jinyi.

Qin Jichen found it hard to accept for a moment.

But then I thought about how Qin Xiuyun had been alone for so many years. If he really fell in love with someone, it seemed, it seemed...

Qin Jichen felt like there was something stuck in his throat and his heart was in pain.

Then he really couldn't bear to object.

Qin Xiuyun didn't know that his son had automatically generated a series of tear-jerking and melodramatic stories in his mind at this moment. Seeing that he had waved for a long time without any response, he couldn't help but shout.

Qin Jichen woke up as if from a dream. He trotted over and looked at Qin Xiao who was still nestled in Qin Xiuyun's arms with a complicated expression.

"It's…it's okay, Dad!"

Before Qin Xiuyun could speak, Qin Jichen closed his eyes, covered his chest with his hands in grief, and nodded while trying to hold back his tears.

"I...I can accept that."

Qin Xiuyun:?

Qin Xiuyun looked at Qin Jichen, who was heartbroken, and wondered what was going on in this boy's mind.

"Hold, let's go back."

But this was not the time to explain, Qin Xiuyun handed Qin Xiao to Qin Jichen and waved his hand.

"Ah?" Qin Jichen took it instinctively, but only reacted when he got it in his hands. Looking at the man sleeping in his arms, he got goose bumps all over his body.

"Dad... Dad, this... isn't good, right?" Qin Jichen asked tentatively.

"What's good or bad about it?" Qin Xiuyun frowned, not understanding where Qin Jichen's disgust came from.

Even if you didn't know Qin Xiao's identity, you shouldn't have reacted like this.

Qin Xiuyun said so, Qin Jichen didn't know what to say, and he carried Qin Xiao back home despite the discomfort. On the way, Qin Xiuyun even put clothes on Qin Xiao to prevent others from seeing him.

When they arrived at the hotel, Qin Xiuyun asked him to put Qin Xiao in his room, gave him a few brief instructions, and then let him rest.

However, the indescribable look in Qin Jichen's eyes when he left really puzzled him.

"Who is this? Your third son came to look for you. Did you see him?"

Qin Yun'an crossed his arms and watched Qin Xiuyun wipe the strange man's face with a wet towel.

After thinking for a moment, he called out a clay doll, asked Qin Xiuyun to step aside, and let the clay doll wipe Qin Xiao and change his clothes.

"...things are a bit complicated." Qin Xiuyun took Qin Xiao's thoughts into consideration, rubbed his eyebrows and said nothing more. After briefly explaining a few words, he swallowed the pill and began to meditate. After nearly an hour of recuperation, all the injuries in his body had healed.

At this time, Qin Yun'an had fallen asleep. The sky was turning pale and the sun was about to rise.

Qin Xiuyun walked to Qin Xiao, felt his pulse, and inspected him. Perhaps the pills he had taken before had taken effect, and his internal injuries had healed, leaving only some external injuries that needed to be treated.

Qin Xiuyun lowered his eyes and looked at the man's calm face with a complicated look in his eyes.

This face is so peaceful and gentle when it is asleep, completely different from when it is awake.

The brows that are usually lowered, the eyes that are as sharp as ice, and the thin lips that are tightly closed all give people a feeling of oppression and danger.

Qin Xiuyun was silent for a while, slowly stroked his forehead and sighed.

……

Unlike the atmosphere in other places which was slowly calming down, Yin Xihui's side was extremely tense.

"When did you come?"

The corner of Yin Xihui's mouth twitched, and he looked at the young man standing in front of him with his arms folded, trying hard to maintain a smile.

The young man had short black hair, an imposing manner, a slender and well-proportioned figure, and was wearing a purple robe with silver thread inlaid on the edge. The robe had plum blossom patterns on it, and a red jade pendant hung from his waist.

Although the young man was warm all over, his aura was too strong, so not only did he not feel any warmth, but he also felt a chill.

"Just arrived tonight." The young man didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with him breaking into the house without the owner's permission. He looked around the house and asked, "Is this the house Yuhua arranged for me?"

"...This is hers." Yin Xihui pointed at Qiu Puryue, who was lying on the bed covered in blood and looking as if he was hanging by a thread, and said.

The young man glanced at her, his expression not relaxed, and continued to ask Yin Xihui: "What happened?"

Unexpectedly, Yin Xihui told everything that had happened recently, in great detail.

When the young man heard that he lived with Qiu Puryue, he frowned but said nothing.

"…These are all we know. We don't know what Yu Qingling and the others are planning to do." Yin Xihui couldn't help but feel angry when he mentioned this.

"What were the names of your two friends?" The young man looked a little strange.

"Qin Xiao, Mo Hanyu, what's wrong?" Yin Xihui was puzzled.

"...No, nothing." The young man shook his head.

"By the way, why did you come here this time——"

"I have a Yuhua pass." Before Yin Xihui could ask, the young man took out an iron card and shook it at him. "Although it is for ordinary people, at least I have it. It's not like Yuqing Temple, where I came here secretly."

The young man said, nodded his arm, and suddenly his eyes became fierce: "Come out!"

Yin Xihui was startled, and then he saw Liu Qingfeng climbing in from the window.

"Who are you?" the young man asked sternly.

Liu Qingfeng looked unhappy and asked, "Who are you?"

"Don't worry about who I am. I have a Yuhua pass and I came here legally." The young man shook the card and emphasized.

Yin Xihui recognized him and hurriedly stopped the young man: "Are you here to look for her?"

Liu Qingfeng shifted his gaze, his eyes complicated, without refutation.

"She is in a very bad condition now. She has lost too much blood and her tendons are almost broken. If she wasn't still breathing, I would have thought she was dead." Yin Xihui said this with a heavy face, "I don't know what happened between you and her, but I would like you to wait until she wakes up before telling me, okay?"

Liu Qingfeng stared at him and was silent for a moment: "You know she is the Corpse Binder."

Although it is a question, the tone is extremely affirmative.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Yin Xihui kept smiling.

The intention to protect is so obvious. Liu Qingfeng is not a fool, of course he can see it.

It was basically certain that this girl was a Corpse Binder. Second Prince Lei Ting knew it, but the other boy might not even realize what a Corpse Binder was. What about the two children from the Qin and Mo families...

Do they know?

Liu Qingfeng's eyes were filled with complex expressions, the curse seal on his neck was burning, and his heart was in turmoil.

"You can't deal with her today." The young man suddenly moved sideways and stood in front of Yin Xihui, his aura becoming more powerful. "It's better to leave now."

Liu Qingfeng stared at the two of them, his eyes flickering.

The atmosphere was stiff and sharp, and seemed about to burst into flames.

"……I see."

In the end, Liu Qingfeng still retreated.

"I'll come back tomorrow."

With that said, he turned and left.

Yin Xihui breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he still felt that it would be safer to kill Liu Qingfeng directly, this was Luoyun after all. The Liu family was not a small family, and Liu Qingfeng did not seem like an aggressive person, so there should be room for easing the situation.

Even though I comforted myself in this way, I still couldn't stop feeling anxious.

Yin Xihui rubbed his brows, turned his gaze to Qiu Puyue lying on the bed next to him, made a "tsk" sound in disappointment, and looked away again.

"Do you want a doctor?" the young man asked.

Yin Xihui sighed and was about to nod when a cold wind blew across his back and goose bumps suddenly covered his whole body.

The man with white hair and green clothes appeared in the room without any warning. He ignored the two stunned people and took Qiu Puryue's pulse and examined her condition. He took out a few pills and stuffed them into her mouth, poured the medicine into her mouth, and then pulled out the needle hidden in her body.

"Help her circulate the Qi for nine cycles in her body. Wait until the Qi flows unobstructed and then withdraw your power. That's almost it." Without even sparing the two of them a glance, the Qingyi walked to the bed beside them, picked up Tian Miao like a chicken and jumped out, coming and going in a flash.

Yin Xihui was speechless and choked for a moment.

"By the way, tell her the total cost of treatment is 3.5 million gold coins."

Halfway through the journey, the man turned back and left a message, emphasizing the word "gold coins".

Yin Xihui: ...