Ti can erase many things. For instance, the past misdeeds of Dong Dabao, which his brothers once deeply resented. But later they learned that it was not truly Dong Dabao’s will; those cruel acts had their reasons. Even if they couldn’t accept his thoughts, their resentnt sowhat diminished.
Later, they no longer hated because love had taken over entirely. At least, for Shujun, letting go of past prejudices and hatred, he was even sowhat grateful to Dong Dabao. Because without Dong Dabao, there would be no their wife master. Xiao Hui’s soul was in Dong Dabao’s body, and that alone was enough for him to be grateful.
However, now, because of this body, the ’side effects’ of this shell, Shujun was quite annoyed.
Dong Huiying was a bit embarrassed, "Ahem, I didn’t do it on purpose." She knew she had angered the n, but it wasn’t her intention. In fact, to her, Qinghe was rely a stranger.
Shujun flipped his long hair with a flirty look, his phoenix eyes glimring with light.
"I’m not mad at Xiao Hui." How could he be angry with her? He loved her too much for that, couldn’t bear to be mad at her. He was angry, but he was angry at Qinghe, angry at Qinghe’s existence, angry that because of Dong Dabao’s shell, rely hearing Qinghe’s na or encountering things related to Qinghe evoked such a strong reaction in their wife master.
In his heart, he felt powerless, but this issue had to be resolved, otherwise, there was no sense of security!
The family was already big enough; he absolutely did not want another outsider to co and share the wife master with them.
Shujun cheerfully wrapped his arm around Dong Huiying’s shoulder, "Let’s not worry about that now, we haven’t finished our glutinous rice balls yet."
Dong Huiying: "Uh..."
Qinghe closed a scroll and looked at a guard kneeling below: "One dead?"
"Yes! Tonight, my subordinates and I investigated that manor in the suburbs of the capital, and one was killed. The body was thrown into the Mass Graves by a man in black. My subordinates have ordered soone to retrieve the body!"
Qinghe pondered, having made a big effort only to gain nothing.
He pressed his brow, "Forget it, have soone keep an eye on it and inform imdiately of any movents at that manor."
"Yes!"
The guard hesitated for a mont, "Master... according to my investigation, Doctor Yun and Prince ng are very close."
"No matter."
He had already known about this, and now he only wanted to confirm one thing—whether the girl in purple was actually Baobao?
Baobao...
The probability was not high; Baobao was skilled in assassination, leading troops, and warfare, but not in Witch Gu dicine and toxins. But after so many years, who knows if Baobao had encountered sothing extraordinary?
Dong Huiying slept deeply, and the one staying in her room tonight was Yixuan.
Yixuan slowly got up, gazing at the wife master’s face in the bright moonlight streaming through the window. He gently caressed her cheek, noticing her fair, smooth shoulder peeking out from the blanket; he pulled the blanket up to cover it. Finally, he lowered his head and placed a kiss on her lips before quietly getting out of bed.
He put on a white robe, opened the door barefoot, and saw Third Brother and Fourth Brother standing in the courtyard. He understood in his heart; he had long known that the two brothers could not sleep tonight.
In fact, it wasn’t just Third Brother and Fourth Brother; he was the sa. Due to that underlying sense of crisis, he couldn’t fall asleep.
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