If he could understand it early, if he could think calmly at the beginning and not lose his inch just because it was related to Ruoying, things would not have reached this point.

Unable to hear the person beside her speak, Ruoying turned her eyes and inadvertently put on Mo Yifeng's deep eyes. She hurriedly withdrew her gaze, turned around and walked to the side of the carriage and pulled up the curtain.

"San Master, please get in the car." Ruoying said.

Xiao Xu was also very clever and immediately set up the pedal.

Mo Yifeng pursed his thin lips and lowered his eyebrows and eyes slightly walked towards the carriage.

Halfway through the carriage, Mo Yifeng suddenly asked them to stop, and he bent down and got out of the carriage. Ruoying looked along his sight and saw the window of the second floor of Shilixiang Restaurant, Mo Yixing seemed to be drinking alone.

Ruoying frowned slightly. Although she didn't like Mo Yixing very much before, and Mo Yixing was not very close to her, so the relationship between the two was not as harmonious as she and Mo Yijin. However, when she saw him like this, she still felt a little regretful for him.

Mo Yifeng went to find Mo Yixing and asked Ruoying and the others to go back first. Ruoying felt relieved and thought she would not be able to get rid of him so soon in the mansion. Unexpectedly, she got what she wanted on the first day. But when the carriage was driving away from Shilixiang, Ruoying stared at the second floor and had a plan.

Back at Prince Jing's Mansion, Ruoying wandered around the mansion and then sneaked into Yaxinxuan through the back window. However, as she expected, Mo Yifeng would not be so careless and put Ye Mingzhu in his room, and could also let her come back with confidence. She was just holding some hope.

But now that she is in Prince Jing’s Mansion, many things are much easier to do. She can do anything openly or do things she would never do before.

She curled her lips coldly, and a trace of danger burst out in her eyes. She turned around and was about to leave the room, but the moment she opened the door, her face turned slightly pale.

Zi Qiu looked at this face that had not changed for three years, and she didn't know how to speak in her throat. She originally wanted to call her to the princess, but she swallowed it again when she was on her lips, for fear that others would listen.

From Zi Qiu's expression, Ruoying seemed to see something. She pursed her lips and walked out of the room to cover the door, then turned around and walked towards the East Garden along the veranda of hand.

Ziqiu's eyes followed her, paused slightly, and she couldn't help but follow her.

When he arrived at the East Garden, Ruoying stopped. Zi Qiu saw that there was no one around, and then went up and whispered: "Princess, can't even Zi Qiu trust me?"

Ruoying turned around and looked at her, stepped forward and hugged her tightly in her arms: "Ziqiu, I really miss you so much, thinking you are no longer here."

The moment Ruoying hugged her, tears flowed down her eyes instantly: "I have been there all the time, thinking that I will never be able to meet Princess Bang in this life, and I still want to serve Princess Bang in the next life, but I didn't expect..."

"Ziqiu, I am not Ruoying now, my name is An Wuying, remember." Ruoying leaned into her ear and whispered, "If someone discovers it, it is the crime of deceiving the king. Whether I or anyone related to me, I will be implicated."

Zi Qiu sobbed and left her arms, looking up at her: "But... why?"

Ruoying slowly stared at the sky: "Why? Because I am unwilling to give up."

"What do you want to do? If you tell the third master, you will definitely help you. After the third master comes back, he knows that his master died of illness. He is so sad that he has not closed his eyes for several days and nights. The third master has been missing his master for several years." Zi Qiu looked around again alertly and said.

Ruoying shook her head bitterly after her thoughts: "Do you know that for Liu Yuli and for no one to compete with Liu Yuli and his son, he actually... gave me Yuqionglu, which made me unable to have children for the rest of my life."

Whenever she thought about this, her heart was trembling. She had obviously lost the ice mosquito needle, but she still felt as painful as being pricked by a needle, and even couldn't breathe like she was at that time.

Zi Qiu looked at Ruoying in disbelief, but couldn't believe that Mo Yifeng would do such a thing.

Ruoying took a deep breath and smiled at her meaninglessly, and said, "Have you been doing well in the past few years? Are there any men you like? If so, I will find a way to get you married in a grand manner."

Zi Qiu's eyes darkened, she slowly lowered her head, and her fingertips accidentally stirred her sleeves: "I don't want to get married."

Ruoying lowered her smile slightly, pursed her lips and went forward and asked, "Do you still like him?"

Although Qin Ming is a good man, he already has a wife's house after all, and he himself is unwilling to take a concubine. If he betrothed Zi Qiu to Qin Ming with power, he would be afraid that he would become a pair of resentful couples again. However, seeing how Zi Qiu's specialization towards Qin Ming is really a bit tricky.

Ruoying sighed in a low voice, and it was hard for her to break up. After all, Su Huan'er was really loved by Qin Ming. Moreover, although Su Huan'er was born in a brothel, she was self-disciplined, which was really rare.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Zi Qiu smiled bitterly: "I don't have a servant, and the husband and wife are harmonious, so I should be happy for the guard Qin."

Seeing her like this, Ruoying didn't want to mention her sad things anymore, so the next moment she changed the topic: "Ziqiu, I'll ask you something. If you know, you must tell me."

Zi Qiu wiped his tears and said firmly: "Master, please say, as long as I know, I will tell you all."

Ruoying knew that Zi Qiu was the one who would not betray her the most, so she didn't mean to hide it: "Zi Qiu, tell me, where did the night pearl given to the third master by the emperor? Is it in the forbidden area?"

Zi Qiu looked at Ruoying in confusion: "What night pearl?"

"Don't you know?" Ruoying frowned immediately. She didn't expect that she didn't know. So who knows?

Zi Qiu thought for a while and said, "I have never heard of Ye Mingzhu. The third master has never told anyone about it, and even Uncle Zhou has never mentioned it."

Ruoying suddenly felt relieved. If Ziqiu didn't know, she would probably not be able to ask the reason from others.

Seeing that she seemed to really want the night pearl, Zi Qiu said, "Why would I try to talk to Uncle Zhou?"

Ruoying waved her hand: "Don't, when you ask, Uncle Zhou will definitely tell the third master, and then he will know the purpose of my coming here."

"Well! I remember it." Zi Qiu nodded and responded.

Ruoying didn't want others to see her getting too close to Zi Qiu to avoid suspicion, so she later separated from her after briefly understanding the situation. However, her destination was Zixia Pavilion.

But what made Ruoying feel strange was that she thought there would be guards stopping her along the way, but in fact, all the guards had no intention of stopping her when they saw her, as if they were deliberately turning a blind eye. Isn’t Mo Yifeng afraid that she would be detrimental to Liu Yuli?

With such questions, she walked smoothly into Zixia Pavilion. At this moment, Mo Yunlian didn't know where he went, while Liu Yuli was alone under the shade of the trees in the yard. Ruoying walked up step by step until she stood in front of Liu Yuli.

"Didn't I let you stay away from me? What are you doing?" Liu Yuli shouted impatiently, but the moment she opened her eyes, she fell from the rocking chair, and she forgot the pain, and her face turned pale as paper.

"You! Don't come here! Are you a human or a ghost?" Liu Yuli rolled and crawled backwards, pointing at Ruoying with a trembling voice, turned her eyes to look at the sky, shook her head and said, "It's day now, how can you show up? Go back! Don't look for me! Go back to your underworld."

Ruoying curled her lips slightly, did not speak, but turned around and walked out.

Liu Yuli looked at Ruoying's back and felt a chill rising from her back. Until Ruoying disappeared from her sight, she thought she was just dreaming. She wanted to find someone to confirm around her, but she found that there was no figure around. The wet nurse was actually only responsible for taking care of Mo Yunlian. Once Mo Yunlian was arranged by Mo Yifeng to go elsewhere, there were only some slaves around her who were too old to be active, all of this was thanks to Mo Yifeng.

Ruoying was still unhappy after coming out of Zixia Pavilion. Now the mother and son are still living in the world. When they think of it, they feel so stuffy that they want to kill her just now.

But she is not in a hurry now, not at all.

An arc light rose from the corner of the lips, which was so beautiful.

When Mo Yifeng came back, Ruoying was leaning on a tree to ponder. Even when he was dressed in a man, he still couldn't resist the glory.

"Third Master."

Hearing Zhou Fu's soft call, Ruoying suddenly retracted her thoughts, and in an instant it seemed like a layer of thousands of years of ice was covered with.

"Why didn't you go to rest?" Mo Yifeng walked up to her and asked.

Ruoying felt a little stuttered when she heard this, and turned her eyes to Zhou Fu beside her. Sure enough, he was conspicuously contemptuously at the two of them. She coughed softly and said, "I have already rested, Master Xie San is concerned."

Mo Yifeng opened his mouth and did not continue talking.

Seeing him nodding and turning toward the study, Ruoying had to follow him. However, when the two of them were alone in the study, Ruoying always seemed a little absent-minded.

Mo Yifeng sat in front of the desk and lowered his eyes and wrote, looking at Ruoying from time to time, while Ruoying stood in the position where Qin Ming usually stood, not moving forward at all, not moving behind at all, seemingly close and alienated, seemingly strange and familiar.

Mo Yifeng sighed a long time, put down his pen and said to Ruoying, "Ying'er, at the beginning..." He wanted to explain, but he swallowed it again when he said something, because now he could not shift all the responsibility to Liu Yuli or anyone else.

Ruoying frowned, but did not react much in the end, but her attitude was very cold and hard, as if she was telling him that no matter what he said or did, it would be useless.

Then she heard Mo Yifeng's sigh and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Ruoying's eyes moved slightly, but it was a little disgusting. She pursed her lips and looked away, but she still didn't speak.

But the next moment, Mo Yifeng had already stood up from the chair and stood in front of her in a blink of an eye. He stood with his backlight. She couldn't see his expression clearly, but his innate bitter aura was enough to make her heart tremble.

"What do you want to do?" Ruoying stepped back several steps away from him, even letting the sword almost unsheathed.

Mo Yifeng cleverly put the sword body she pulled into the scabbard again, and reached out to hold her belt into her arms. The familiar feeling, the familiar face, was a strange look. She was clearly in front of her, but it made him feel so far away. He was eager to get her back to him, but he knew that everything could not be rushed to accomplish.

Ruoying breathed stuttering because of her movements. This was a different feeling from An Qianran, with more fear than shock.

"Ying'er, what do you want me to do to go back to the past? If you don't want to invalidate the divorce, I will marry you again and be my wife." Mo Yifeng wrapped her waist tightly and slowly raised his hand to stroke her face.

Ruoying frowned and waved his hand without hesitation, his face full of displeasure: "I don't care!"

"Then tell me, what are you doing here?" Mo Yifeng pressed her against his body tighter, and Ruoying could even clearly feel that one of his parts was expanding rapidly.

Ruoying's face changed, she raised her eyes and stared at him to push him away, but she couldn't push him away anyway.

"Mo Yifeng, don't be too shameless. I just see that the monthly salary you gave is not bad, so I come to be a guard. Don't think that as long as you are a woman, you will stick it to your arms." Ruoying was not hysterically furious, but was filled with a chilling and ruthlessness.

"Just for this? Isn't it because of me at all?" Mo Yifeng's hoarse voice was filled with a hint of gloom. If it were the past, Ruoying would have been unbearable, but now, it seems that they can never go back.

"What else does the Third Master miss me?" Ruoying hummed disdainfully, trying to ignore the changes in his body, but the hot body temperature and the stimulation somewhere made her unable to withstand the trembling all over her body.

Mo Yifeng leaned over and leaned into her ear: "Night Pearl."

Ruoying suddenly widened her eyes and froze, and slowly met his eyes. Only then did she realize that he knew everything, but he just didn't say it. She thought to herself, maybe Ye Mingzhu finally turned to him and was his arrangement, and she just fell into his trap.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that the man in front of her was so terrible. Everything was in his control, but he didn't say anything. Perhaps it was his careful arrangement to ask her to return home today. He calculated that she would not find the night pearl, so he felt so relieved.

"If it weren't for this reason, then I wouldn't figure out what else is there to make you give up your freedom to come here." Seeing that she was about to speak, he immediately blocked her words, "For the sake of a clumsy excuse like monthly salary, do you think I would believe it?"

He leaned closer to her, rubbing her red lips from time to time, and the feeling was like a feather tickling on his body, which was extremely itchy.

She tried hard to lean back, and simply threw the jar and said, "Yes, does the Third Master want to serve it with both hands?"

Mo Yifeng tightly narrowed her, reached out and held the back of her head to prevent her from dodging. He slowly leaned over and fell on her lips, but quickly let go, with a hint of desire and expectation in his eyes: "As long as you are willing to marry me, everything I have is yours."

Ruoying glanced at him coldly: "I don't care!" "Do you think you can get the Night Pearl with An Qianran's help?" Mo Yifeng laughed sarcastically, obviously disdainful of An Qianran.

"Well, what do you say he does? Do you think you have the ability? Do you think all men in the world are not as good as you?" In anger, she stretched out her feet and kicked him in the calf, pushing him away with all her might. She had never seen such an arrogant person before.

Mo Yifeng felt very uncomfortable when he looked at her angry look. She actually attacked him for another man, and his tone seemed to be as good as An Qianran, which made his chest feel angry all the time, with a sour smell.

"Where is better than me?" Mo Yifeng started to care in anger.

His words were indeed a bit unimaginable to Ruoying, because Mo Yifeng never said such words, and Mo Yijin had such a temperament. In her opinion, Mo Yifeng was always mature and restrained, forbearing and strategizing, and would not be as naive as a child like now.

"He is better than you anywhere!" Ruoying also replied in anger, turning around and trying to go out.

Unexpectedly, when she passed by, her arm was grabbed by him, and her whole body was spinning. After screaming, she was already pressed by him on the desk, and the pen and ink on it were scattered all over the floor.

"Mo Yifeng!" she shouted angrily.

"Third Master." Outside the door, Zhou Fu called out to the study worriedly after hearing the sound.

Ruoying was stunned and hurriedly closed her mouth. If others could see their current appearance, how could it be?

Mo Yifeng was not worried at all. His whole body was pressing on her body and his hands controlled her arms. Although his chest was a little distance from her because he was afraid of hurting her, his lower body was pressed against the base of her legs through the thin fabric. The feeling made her extremely humiliated, but inexplicably there was a hint of emptiness.

Inside her boots, the tips of her toes suddenly tense, and even if she wore a homemade corset, her chest could not withstand the violent ups and downs, and even her breathing began to become unstable.

Mo Yifeng was seizing the person beneath him, and the familiar feeling gradually surged, and his lower abdomen suddenly tightened. He wanted to do it immediately.
Chapter completed!