The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

Xiao Jue screamed in pain from being bitten. He turned around suddenly and saw a ferocious tiger biting his thigh tightly.

The more he struggled, the tiger seemed to get angrier and bit him even harder.

The tiger bit his leg and dragged him several meters away.

Before Xiao Jue recovered from the pain, he saw a figure looking down at him.

Until he met those dark and cold eyes, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Fourth... Fourth Master!"

At this moment, Shen Mi was gasping for breath. When he saw the face with clear contours under the interlaced shadows, he finally felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Bai Ze, come here."

After Murong Che's cold voice fell, the big white tiger that was biting Xiao Jue's leg finally let go and suddenly jumped to Murong Che's side.

The flesh on Xiao Jue's legs was torn apart, and combined with the fatal wound Shen Mi had given him before, he was now covered in blood and looked very scary.

Fu Ying walked over, stepped on him hard, and sneered: "Mr. Xiao, you are so brave to touch the woman that our Fourth Master has set his sights on first."

Xiao Jue raised his head slightly, and when he saw the man's tall and bloody back clearly, he immediately begged for mercy.

"Fourth Master, please spare my life. I didn't know she was your woman."

"If I knew, I wouldn't even look at it."

"Fourth Master... I have been crippled by Miss Shen, please spare my life."

At this moment, Murong Che, dressed in black and looking evil, slowly walked in front of Shen Mi.

His dark eyes scanned the girl's face quietly.

The little girl's face was pale, she was gasping for breath, and there was a little blood on her hands.

Murong Che raised his lips in a cold arc: "What? You don't want to thank me?"

Shen Mi pursed her lips and panted, "Fourth Master, you are really here."

"Thank you...thank you, Fourth Master."

The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

Murong Che had a light scent of sandalwood and a hint of blood on his body.

The sullen breathing coming out of his throat made Shen Mi feel vivid and real. She originally wanted to trick Xiao Jue, but she didn't expect Murong Che to really come.

Murong Che lowered his eyes and looked at her, his brows slightly raised.

"Your pity is useless."

Shen Mi slowly stood up and reached out her hand cautiously, wanting to pull Murong Che's sleeve, but ultimately did not dare to touch him.

In the night with interlaced lights, Murong Che became more and more mysterious, and Shen Mi could still hear his light breathing around her.

A low, magnetic, and cold voice came.

"Did he touch me?"

Shen Mi immediately shook his head: "Fourth Master, he didn't succeed."

"I... only... the Fourth Master... has touched him."

She seemed to feel a little ashamed and her speech was a little unclear.

Murong Che remained calm, glanced at her coldly, and slowly turned to look at Fu Ying.

"Kill him."

"Yes, Fourth Master."

Fu Ying received the order and held the sword in his hand, ready to chop down.

The man on the ground immediately begged for mercy.

"Master, I didn't touch her. I really didn't."

"I never touched her. I didn't know she was the Fourth Master's woman."

"If I had known, I would have taken a detour."

"Fourth Master, please spare my life."

Murong Che's eyes were cold and his face was stern. He waved his right hand, signaling Fu Ying to stop.

Fu Ying put down the sword in her hand, stretched out her leg and stepped hard on Xiao Jue's back, and the sound of broken bones was heard.

Murong Che turned around and looked at Shen Mi. In the dim light, the little girl looked at him with a pair of clear, round eyes.

She was breathing shallowly, wearing a light purple glass fairy dress, her facial features were delicate and exquisite, but her eyes were exceptionally firm and calm.

The dagger at the waist was suddenly pulled out, and the sharp blade could still be seen in the dark night.

Murong Che handed the dagger to her and said coldly: "Go over and kill him."

Shen Mi looked at the dagger handed to him.

Murong Che had used this dagger to kill Zhang Wang, and had also used it to pierce grapes for her to eat.

Now you want her to use this dagger to kill someone?

She was not afraid, but she really didn't want to dirty her hands with other men's blood.

The man's cold voice came: "What? You need me to teach you how to kill someone?"

"Go ahead and kill him."

Shen Mi shook her head repeatedly, reached out carefully, grabbed Murong Che's sleeve, pursed her lips, and spoke in a clear and gentle voice.

"Master Si, killing him dirty my hands."

"Heh..." A low laugh escaped from the man's throat, causing Shen Mi to tremble for a moment.

She forgot that Murong Che was the most frightening person here.

Coming here today might be a coincidence, or maybe he was trying to find a way to torture her.

The man next to him glanced at Fu Ying.

He said in a deep voice: "Since she thinks that killing with a dagger is dirty, then use a long sword."

"Give her the sword."

"Okay, Master."

Fu Ying took her feet off Xiao Jue, walked over and handed the bloody sword in her hand to Shen Mi.

"Miss Shen, don't miss such a good opportunity."

Shen Mi took the sword in his hand, was silent for a moment, and slowly walked in front of Xiao Jue.

When Xiao Jue saw Shen Mi coming, he immediately begged for mercy: "Auntie, I was wrong."

"Please beg the Fourth Master, you are his woman, please ask him to spare my life."

Shen Mi looked at him with a sullen look: "Write down who instructed you and who you conspired with. I don't want you to dirty my hands."

After she finished speaking, she tore off a piece of cloth from her body and threw it in front of Xiao Jue.

"Write it in blood, write it clearly, and stamp it with your handprint."

Xiao Jue lay on the ground, took the cloth tremblingly, bit his finger and started writing word by word with his blood.

"I've finished writing. Please forgive me."

Shen Mi picked up the blood letter, scanned the words on it, put it in her arms, and walked carefully to Murong Che's side.

She whispered, "Fourth Master, you come and kill him."

"I like to watch the Fourth Master kill people."

The man's eyes changed slightly, and his gaze fell on the girl's thick eyelashes.

He leaned over, his hot breath against her ear, and a sneer escaped from his throat: "Do you like watching me kill people?"

"Believe it or not, I will cut off your tongue tonight."

Shen Mi's face froze, and before she could react, Murong Che swung his hand violently and hit her on the neck, knocking her unconscious.

He pulled her over and held her in his arms. Murong Che stared at her face and remained silent for a while.

He turned to look at Xiao Jue and ordered Fu Ying: "Cut off his tongue, cut the tendons of his hands and feet, and send him back to the Minister of the Central Secretariat."

“It’s a little cruel, but if it weren’t, how could we learn a lesson?”

"By the way, tell the wife of the Minister of the Central Secretariat to discipline the concubines and illegitimate children in the mansion and not let them have any dirty thoughts. It's not good to break the rules of Yanjing City."

"Yes, Fourth Master."

Xiao Jue immediately begged for mercy: "Fourth Master, Fourth Master, I was wrong, ah!"

The man on the ground hadn't reacted yet before the sword cut through his limbs.

The screams echoed throughout the alley again.

When Qinghe and Yunlan hurried to the north, they saw their young lady unconscious in the arms of a man.

Qingcheng's fair face was pressed against the man's chest. Just as Yunlan was about to walk over with a knife, he saw the man's face clearly.

She immediately knelt down and said, "Fourth Master, please let me take Miss back to the mansion."

Murong Che didn't reply to her and left the alley with Shen Mi.

Yun Lan was about to chase after him but was stopped by Fu Ying.

“Stop chasing me.”

"Our Fourth Master wants to take the girl to ask a few questions. Please go and wait downstairs of Wangjing Tower."