The woman’s figure suddenly blurred, and he desperately reached out, but could only grasp at emptiness, eventually being completely swallowed by darkness.
Li Xiaoxiao coldly watched Yan Guobai faint, and struggled greatly to move him onto the bed.
The success or failure rested on this single move.
She turned her head to look at the wine glass on the table, instinctively placing a hand on her lower abdon, her eyes deep and unfathomable.
The sky was faintly bright as Yan Guobai woke from his hangover, his head splitting with pain, and he couldn’t help but raise his hand to rub his head.
Li Xiaoxiao lay sleeping beside him, her face serene and quietly beautiful.
Li Xiaoxiao woke up to the noise, rubbed her eyes and sat up, "It’s still early, why are you up so early?"
Yan Guobai said, "How long did I drink last night?"
Li Xiaoxiao murmured, "You talk! You dreamt all night, crying and yelling, scared to death." She raised her hand to her chest, showing a frightened expression.
Yan Guobai’s eyebrows knitted. He rembered having a dream, but he just couldn’t recall it.
What on earth was that dream?
Li Xiaoxiao shook him, "My lord, what are you thinking about?"
Yan Guobai shook his head, "It’s nothing... you go back to sleep, I’m going out for a walk."
Just as he stood up, his body suddenly swayed, and his vision turned black. Li Xiaoxiao hurried to support him, "What’s wrong with you?"
Yan Guobai’s body froze abruptly, and so fragnts suddenly flooded into his mind, the cries seed to hover at his ears, mournful and pitiful...
His face suddenly turned very ugly, indeed, so it was, indeed...
He pushed Li Xiaoxiao away, his face ashen, and turned to stride out. Li Xiaoxiao rarely saw him in such an astonishing state, she steadied her heart, and a cold smile tugged at her lips. She threw on clothes and chased after him, "My lord... where are you going?"
Pei Ying always woke up early, even in the cold winter she still got up at five, kneeling before Buddha for her morning lesson, the sound of the wooden fish echoing, awakening the morning.
The servants sweeping the courtyard saw Yan Guobai rush past like a gust of wind, his whole body much colder than the chilly winter morning, as he kicked open the door and stepped inside.
Li Xiaoxiao, her hair disheveled, jogged after him.
The entire Yan Family knew that Li Xiaoxiao from the kitchen had climbed into Yan Guobai’s bed, now becoming his most favored lover, even kept openly in the Yan Family. Though disdainful, such things were nothing new.
Pei Ying’s back showed no hint of panic, she continued to tap the wooden fish slowly, the "thud thud" sound soothing, bringing peace to the heart.
Yan Guobai walked straight over and kicked the wooden fish from her hands, "What are you doing? Seeking forgiveness?"
Pei Ying frowned, put down the mallet, and looked calmly at the man full of gloom before her, "Early in the morning, what madness are you up to?"
"Madness? What madness am I up to?" Yan Guobai sneered, suddenly kicking the altar over, fruits rolling on the ground, tumbling to Pei Ying’s feet.
Li Xiaoxiao stopped at the door, standing there watching the two of them.
Pei Ying stood up, her features cold, "This is not a place for your drunken rages, get out."
Yan Guobai grabbed her collar, staring her down. Pei Ying rarely saw him so stern and fierce. There was a slight panic in her heart, but she quickly regained calmness, looking at him serenely.
"Pei Ying, the thing I regret most in my life is marrying you."
Pei Ying suddenly laughed, "Likewise."
The thing she regretted most in her life was marrying him.
Yan Guobai’s eyes turned fierce, and he suddenly grabbed her by the neck, "All these years I thought you were truly devoted to Buddha, but turned out you committed so many sins, afraid of going to the afterlife with no face to et those you hard, isn’t that right?"
Pei Ying’s eyes slightly narrowed, "I don’t know what you’re talking about. Offending Buddha will incur divine retribution."
"Hahaha... divine retribution? If there’s divine retribution, you’d be struck first... Pei Ying, you liked my second brother, didn’t you? No wonder you looked so mournful when you married ."
Pei Ying clenched her fists, "What nonsense are you spouting?"
"Keep pretending, let’s see how long you can keep it up?" Yan Guobai snorted coldly.
Pei Ying squinted at him, taunting, "Yan Guobai, what’s gotten into you? Didn’t your little lover satisfy you, so you ca here looking to feel important? Then you’re bound to be disappointed."
"Stubborn fool, I’m asking you, when my second sister-in-law was giving birth, did you poison her labor-inducing drugs, causing two lives to be lost?" Yan Guobai’s gaze bore into Pei Ying, not missing any changes in her expression.
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