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of gore.This painting, to me, is still... a little terrifying.Is everything alright I was about to open the palace gate to tell my brother, when something suddenly clamped onto my calf with a searing...“What can I do Just be careful… Oh, by the way, I have a classmate named Tang Yufeng who has interacted with Chuling. I think she’s suspicious of your identities. You should tell Chuling to stop contacting her! She’s a real pain.” I said with a frown.

Mu Wanchen nodded, her nose lightly brushing against his earlobe.

"Your senior brothers and sisters are fine, but you need to be careful about the people who come and go from your home." He whispered in her ear.

Who comes to my house

"You should watch out for me too, huh" I asked, forehead to his.

He tilted his head slightly, plucking the paper figurine from my hair. Little Brother Bright had already fled, and the paper figurine had lost its power, becoming just an ordinary piece of talisman paper.

“....I don't need to hide anything from you, I've already told you my intentions and thoughts. It's up to you whether you accept them or not.”

He tilted his head slightly, pressing his lips against mine and saying, "You have no choice but to marry. You can only choose to marry sooner or later."

"Hmph... My dad doesn't even know you. Marriage, marriage, marriage, how could it be so easy." I scoffed.

But my dad is coming back soon. That old geezer hurriedly told me to go help with the disaster relief and then he went to Hong Kong. He's been gone for almost two months now.

Speaking of fast, it's really fast. My sister called and said she was on a plane tomorrow morning and could be back home for the reunion dinner in the afternoon.

Family reunion dinner.

This is a bit awkward.

"Little Lu, your brother-in-law talked to my father on the phone. He said he wants you and your boyfriend to have a meal together. Hee hee… My father probably really wants to meet him too."

"You're pretty well-informed, aren't you Did your senior brother Jun tell you" Could it be that Senior Brother Jun and my sister have already become close enough to share everything with each other

And speaking of reunion dinners, hmph, back when Mu Wanchen wasn't around, it was always Jun Senior Brother sitting next to my father. My older sister would be seated below him, and I would be on my father's other side. This seating arrangement made things perfectly clear.

My brother-in-law is my half-brother. My sister’s husband has always sat above my elder sister, next to my father. None of my other siblings-in-law have this privilege.

So very long ago, we subconsciously accepted Jun Shidi's special status, always feeling that he would be the future master of our family.

The problem is that Mu Wanchen is unwilling to expose his identity in front of so many people. He has always been low-key, and at this time, the wing room next to my house was inhabited by Chu Ling, the young lady, who was noisy every day, making it impossible to be peaceful. When Mu Wanchen was around, she would restrain herself a little.

Thinking about seeing my father tomorrow, I toss and turn restlessly unable to sleep.

Mu Wanchen sat beside me at my round table, reading. I felt he was almost finished with all the books in my downstairs study—and he, almost memorized everything he read.

"You read so many books every day, aren't you tired" I couldn't help but ask.

“How can you be tired You spend all day looking at your phone, don't you get tired”

"There's so much random stuff on my phone, and reading books is just so boring... I get sleepy after a while." I leaned against the pillow and watched him.

Sleep now, sleep now...

I kept muttering to myself, "My father is coming back tomorrow, and I still need to introduce you to him." So I went on a trip, and when I returned, I brought back a man and said he was my husband.

This is intense, if I were a parent, I would faint.

Mu Wanchen glanced at me and walked over.

He was so tall that standing at the doorway of my bed felt very intimidating. I hugged the quilt and rolled into the bed, leaving him a patch of empty space.

When he lay on his side, I "rolled" back to snuggle up next to him: "How are you going to tell my father tomorrow"

"Same as before, just say what happened." Mu Wanchen's tone was very calm.

"What if my father is angry and disagrees What should I do" I tentatively asked.

"No," he said, not seeming worried at all.

I couldn't ask too much either. Seeing him lying there quietly with one arm under his head and eyes closed, he said to me, "Go to sleep early. I've been stitching for so long today, my eyes are red... I haven't even scolded you yet, and your eyes are already red."

"Humph, if I didn't suffer in silence, wouldn't you be constantly scolding me"

I forced myself to close my eyes, just as I was drifting off to sleep, a faint sound of water reached my ears.

It's the sound of a gentle, flowing stream. I feel like I've heard it somewhere before.

I felt my body twitch slightly, and I snapped my eyes open.

What lay before me wasn't my room; it resembled a vast, empty cavern.

A beam of moonlight shone down from the sky, illuminating the entire cave interior. The sound of flowing water came from here.

Could this be a dream...

I rubbed my eyes sleepily and walked forward.

A gentle cool breeze accompanied by the sound of flowing water reached me. The moonlight reflected like water, and as I walked further, I realized the space was incredibly vast, seemingly the interior of an open mountain range.

Moonlight bathed his head, and flowing water was at his feet. Beneath him stretched a path of polished white stone.

What is this place

In the distance, where moonlight couldn't reach, there were several gray-white pillars. The gold before me seemed strangely familiar.

Altar.

This is the altar inside the Wuzhuang Mountain City!

Why am I here! Am I dreaming

At the edge of the altar in the distance, on several stone steps, a crimson skirt and shoes appeared before me.

It's her again!

I followed the hem of her skirt upwards, her lips still curled in that alluringly sinister smile. Black blood smeared across her chin, complementing those crimson lips that never faded. The upper half of her face was hidden in the darkness, she stood there on the steps, hands clasped together.

Why is she always like this

Logically speaking, even if she used witchcraft to keep her body, after death her soul would dissipate and she could only become a vengeful spirit. What waves could she possibly make

She stood there quietly, as if waiting for me to approach.

I've seen her several times now, and I couldn't help but ask: "What do you want! You can't kill me, so you want me to commit suicide Don't be ridiculous. You're probably just another one of that old monster's minions, aren't you"

She remained still, but a shiver ran down my spine, like being touched by a spiderweb —

A voice whispered in my ear, "Go... go... if you don't go, the princess will belong to someone else..."

I turned back, a wisp of smoke fading away. I raised my hand and waved it, the voice behind me grew clearer: "Yin Luo... Come here quickly..."

Stars are in my eyes, there are many typos. Please bear with me, I can't hold on any longer. If there are typos, I will revise them tomorrow. Thank you for your understanding.

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