Ling Chenyu held Liu Yaoyao in his arms, as if escorting a rare treasure, and walked through the corridor of the mansion in a hurry but with grace, attracting the attention of the servants along the way.

The servants secretly wondered whether there was any story behind this sudden "princess hug".

Ling Chenyu ignored these people. After he gently settled Liu Yaoyao, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

A hint of tenderness involuntarily appeared on his face, which he himself was not even aware of.

However, this tenderness did not last long.

When he returned to his study, his mood was as dark as the sky before a storm.

In the study, Ling Chenyu sat at the desk with a gloomy face.

Those eyes that usually sparkled with wisdom now seemed to be able to shoot out ice cones, making people shudder.

In front of him was the teacup which had unfortunately become the outlet for his emotions. It was now broken into pieces and in a mess, as if silently telling of the owner's anger and unwillingness.

"Huh, what a Liu Jingshu!"

Ling Chenyu cursed inwardly, with a sneer on his lips, a smile that contained both disdain for Liu Jingshu and self-mockery.

He rubbed his temples, trying to calm himself down.

After all, Ling Chenyu is well-known in the capital for his elegance, wisdom and courage. How could he be easily confused by the word love?

Just as he was about to get up and clean up the mess on the floor, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Then came Liu Yaoyao's slightly shy but firm voice: "Zixi, can I come in?"

Ling Chenyu was stunned for a moment, then he calmed down and put on a gentle smile: "Come in, Yaoyao."

The door was gently pushed open, and Liu Yaoyao, wearing a light and elegant dress, walked slowly into the study, like a flower just blooming in spring.

Her eyes showed both dependence on Ling Chenyu and a subtle firmness.

"I heard about it……"

Liu Yaoyao hesitated to speak, obviously knowing what had just happened.

Ling Chenyu sighed softly, walked to her side, and gently took her hand.

"Yaoyao, you don't have to mind."

Liu Yaoyao's cheeks turned slightly red and she nodded gently.

"I know what I feel. But I'm afraid it will cause you trouble."

There was a gleam of confidence in Ling Chenyu's eyes.

"Trouble? In my world, you are more important than any trouble. As long as I have you, I am not afraid of anything."

After saying that, he gently embraced Liu Yaoyao in his arms, as if all the misunderstandings and unhappiness had disappeared at this moment.

However, there are often undercurrents beneath the calm.

After a moment, Ling Chenyu pushed Liu Yaoyao away, his face straightened.

"You knew that the party was full of wolves, waiting for an innocent little white rabbit like you to fall into their trap. Why did you insist on jumping into that fire pit?"

Ling Chenyu put down the teacup with such a quick and decisive movement that it seemed as if even the air shook three times. His face was gloomy, as if someone owed him millions of taels of silver.

Liu Yaoyao was just immersed in the illusion that he was treating her tenderly, but now she felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over her from head to toe, and her whole body was chilled.

"I just wanted to prove to you that I, Liu Yaoyao, can also handle things on my own. Why do you think this is a way to your own death?"

She blinked her big watery eyes, trying to win sympathy with her innocent look.

"Zi Xi, I was thinking that since they invited me, I should go and see what they are up to. Besides, with you here, what do I have to be afraid of?"

The corner of Ling Chenyu's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, "You little girl, you are really good at flattering me."

But he still pretended to be serious on the surface and coughed lightly.

"Yaoyao, although your idea is heroic, the reality is cruel.

The minds of those people are more complicated than twists and turns. If you go there, you might get confused and I might have to rescue you myself in the end."

Liu Yaoyao refused to accept this and pouted her lips in rebuttal.

"Humph, Zixi, you underestimate me too much.

I, Liu Yaoyao, am not the kind of little white rabbit that can be manipulated by others. I am a wise vixen! "

After saying that, she deliberately winked at Ling Chenyu, looking as playful as possible.

Ling Chenyu was amused by her sudden "fox spirit" remarks, and the gloom on his face instantly dissipated.

He couldn't help but reach out and pinch Liu Yaoyao's cheek.

"Okay, okay, you are a wise vixen, but remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must tell me the first time, understand?"

Liu Yaoyao nodded vigorously, with a determined light in her eyes.

"Don't worry, Brother Chenyu, I will protect myself and try not to cause you any trouble."

However, fate always seems to play tricks.

Just when the two thought everything was under control, a sudden change completely disrupted their peaceful lives.

At the banquet, those people with bad intentions revealed their true colors.

And Liu Yaoyao was unexpectedly involved in a complicated conspiracy...

In the darkness forgotten by the moonlight, the ladies who usually prided themselves on being elegant seemed to have their disguises removed, revealing their fangs.

Mrs. He visited the homes of major merchants overnight, but at this moment she transformed herself into a "conspirator", shuttling between the mansions of major merchants overnight.

She walked with such lightness that it seemed as if she were carrying out a secret agent mission.

She knocked on one carved wooden door after another, and waiting for her behind the doors were the business women who had the same ulterior motives and who both loved and hated the food at "Haochidian".

"Sisters, it's time to unite!" Mrs. He lowered her voice.

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