Chapter Fifteen

  "Miss Two has been insulted! Insulted! Insulted!"

  In the quiet night, it should be a time to wash and sleep, but suddenly a voice echoed in the night sky, like a flash of lightning across the sky, mixed with shocking thunder!

  The second young lady has been insulted?

  The second young lady has been insulted?!

  But in an instant, almost everyone in the prime minister's mansion was startled.

  Murong Yi lazily leaned against a big tree, cracking melon seeds while waiting for someone, extremely carefree. Occasionally, she would shout in a panicked voice: "The second young lady has been insulted! Come quickly! I'm scared!"

  Alas, I only remembered to bring melon seeds but forgot to bring tea, and after shouting for a couple of times, my mouth became parched.

  Satisfied with the flustered voices coming from not far away.

  She casually swept a glance at Lin'an Courtyard, surprisingly quiet. Not seeing Murong Yin fleeing out in panic, the silence was somewhat excessive. Her eyebrows raised slightly, could it be that He Lan Ting welcomed anyone? No wonder, Murong Yin was originally a beauty, dressed so revealingly, her fiery figure like the female lead of some island nation's passionate love action movie, He Lan Ting after all was a man, and men can be understood.

  But...

  Although she had only met He Lan Ting once, she was certain of his danger. On the surface, he looked like a charming and flirtatious person, but his dark and bottomless eyes seemed to be devoid of emotions, as if he was coldly watching the various faces of humanity. In any case, he was an extremely dangerous person, so it was fitting that he was now quiet in Lin An's courtyard.

  How interesting, really interesting. Murong Yin has truly made up her mind to follow He Lan Ting. The more she thinks about it, the more she feels like a great holy girl, an absolute holy girl, and that this good thing should be hers. But considering the relationships between father and daughter, mother and daughter, sisters, she really did something kind and selfless, and helped Murong Yin achieve her goal!

  "Good people should have good rewards. Dear mother, great father, I am the good person of Yu Ai's sister, don't know how you will thank me later? Hehehe......" Murong Yi said with a raised corner of her mouth, a smile spreading across her eyes, speaking in a low voice.

  Just as she was laughing with gleeful malice, no, from the bottom of her heart for her sister's sake, a warm and gentle voice like jade came from behind her, "Why are you laughing so slyly?"

  At the words, Murong Yi's smile, which was as dazzling as fireworks, paused for a moment. Without turning her head to look at the newcomer, she said softly: "The world is so beautiful, do you think I should frown all day? Moreover, correct your improper words, my smile is like the fresh and elegant May lily, the word 'cunning' doesn't suit me." As she spoke, she pushed back the hair on her cheeks with a lazy yet elegant gesture. Who said she was cunning? She wasn't in a hurry with anyone!

  "Yes." The man chuckled and unexpectedly didn't retort at all.

  That laughter was like the warm sunshine on a winter's day, and also like the clear spring water on a summer's day. Murong's eyes moved slightly, suddenly becoming somewhat curious, who was the person standing behind her? To say it correctly, she wanted to see who this person with a voice as beautiful as music from heaven was.

  Turned around...

  The man in front of him was slender, wearing a flowing black robe with leaves on his shoulders. As he looked up at the man's face, under the dark green branches that seemed to be swaying in the wind, the man who was dressed entirely in black stood out against the darkness of night. His complexion was pale, so pale that one could almost see the blue veins beneath his skin. He didn't have the flamboyant charm of a courtesan, but his clear and handsome face still captivated one's gaze. His eyes seemed to be gazing into the distance, calm and serene like a cloudless sky on a summer day. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, hinting at a faint smile.

  "Don't worry, I won't turn you in."

  Murong Yi's silence prompted Chu Ming to say hastily that he had unintentionally discovered her, and his only purpose in coming to the Prime Minister's mansion was to congratulate Lan Ting. It was a bit unexpected to meet her. What was even more unexpected was her cunning, uh, no, it was like the fresh and elegant May lily. He still smiled and said: "Purple Swallow National Chancellor Wang has been calculated by you this time, be careful with everything."

  "I never thought you'd betray me. We're two of a kind, after all." Mu Rong Yi took two steps forward, staring at Chu Ming with a smile. She was doing something good, and he wasn't doing anything bad either, were they? They just had different purposes, that's all.

  "Half a catty and eight taels...... is." Chu Meng's line of sight was still on the front, and the distance between her pupils did not change. For some reason, after saying two or three sentences to her, he felt very happy.

  Murong Yimin's sharp sense of touch reminded her that the man in front of her had a problem with his eyes, his pupils didn't change. Such clear and distinct black and white eyes, such a clear pair of eyes, what's wrong? She slightly furrowed her brow, a hint of abnormality flashed at the bottom of her heart, "Someone will come soon." He reminded her, so she also reminded him. Just for... these eyes.

  "Perhaps we'll meet again someday." Chu Ming's eyes remained fixed on the front, and perhaps under such a night sky, in other people's eyes, his subtle abnormality would not be detected. He also thought it wouldn't be detected, and everything seemed so normal. His expression was focused, as if he wanted to see clearly what kind of face that obviously deceitful yet eloquent woman had when defending herself. He lowered his eyelids and smiled, his figure leaping up.

  Murong Yi raised her head and gazed at the black figure merging into the darkness, as footsteps approached from behind, she calmly withdrew her gaze.

  At the moment she lowered her head, the towering tree top above was quietly suspended in mid-air, and Lin Guanghan silently approached from behind, using a slight breath to say: "Master, except for her. Absolutely cannot let Ziyu State's Crown Prince know that Master has been here."

  "She won't say anything." Chu Ming said with extreme certainty. The woman was unexpectedly clever, and besides, didn't she say that they were two of a kind? Their secrets, the secrets that only belonged to the two of them, were equally matched.

  Lin'an Temple

  In the room, Murong Yin knelt on the ground, her gentle face turned to He Lan Ting, who sat in front of the window and silently stared outside.

  Tears glistened in her eyes, pitiful and sorrowful. "Please, Your Majesty, save me," she said, her voice filled with deep affection for the king. The noise outside grew louder, and she knew better than anyone that it was Murong Yi who had stirred up this trouble. She never expected Murong Yi to be so cunning, forcing her to humbly beg the king for help before she had even served him.

  "Oh......?" Helan Ting's mouth curled up in a charming smile, his voice drew out long and languid, everything seemed so carefree.

  Murong Yinyin's heart was racing like a drumbeat, and she now found herself in a dilemma.

  He Lan Ting's eyes moved, and the deep pupils shone with a seductive light, faintly sweeping over Murong Yin's slender body. Under the thin gauze, the blurry ** due to kneeling was exceptionally snowy and alluring. At a glance, it was clear that Murong Yin had put in a lot of thought into her attire.

  Feeling Helan Ting's gaze, Murong Yin's heart beats faster, and she shyly lowers her head.

  "Save you? Is Miss Murong letting me acknowledge that I have insulted you?"

  Digression

  There are readers who want more bubbles, otherwise Shu Ge's writing is really powerless.