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nGuang Yao had been worried about Luo Qianqian, so he had sneaked into Prime Minister’s Manor, trying to see whether Luo Qianqian was getting better, but to his surprise, he had seen Luo Qianqian walking out of the manor with a man.

nGuang Yao wasn’t from the capital city, he had no idea who that man was. He bought a horse right away and followed them all the way from the capital city.

nGuang Yao dared not to keep tailgate too close to alarm Murong Yun, he had put great effort into this following.

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nFeng Qing had checked on Guang Yao’s injuries and dealt with the wounds, luckily they weren’t deadly wounds and Feng Qing had applied the best ointment for him.

nLuo Qianqian looked at Guang Yao and stroked his hair, “Yao, how are you feeling now? Tired? Come on, take a nap on my bed.”

nGuang Yao was exhausted, he felt relaxed now in Luo Qianqian and Feng Qing’s presence, he nodded and went to sleep.

nAll of a sudden, Luo Qianqian felt the room temperature had dropped drastically, this didn’t bode well.

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nShe hurried to the door only to see Murong Yun charging into the room, Luo Qianqian could see Murong Yun’s angry face even though he was wearing a mask now.

nFeng Qing sprang to his feet in alarm, he could only imagine how his master was feeling now, “Master, please listen to me… …”

nFeng Qing knew Luo Qianqian only saw Guang Yao as a little brother and so did Guang Yao, he only saw Luo Qianqian as an older sister, there was nothing undescribable going on between them.

nFeng Qing wished he had mentioned Guang Yao to Murong Yun earlier, it was better to let Murong Yun hear about this from him rather than some strangers.

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nMurong Yun lifted his hand to Feng Qing, signaling that he didn’t want to hear any explanation.

nMurong Yun walked in the room only to see Guang Yao sleeping like a baby in Luo Qianqian’s bed, seeing that, Murong Yun turned around and left.

nHe was walking fast, and Luo Qianqian followed him out.

nBut Luo Qianqian had a hard time catching up with him even though she used Lightness Skill, she couldn’t help but get a little upset, ‘Why are you getting mad without hearing me out! This is just you being petty, at least let me explain to you, you owe me this much! I’m the one who is supposed to get mad to begin with, your new groupie Gu Lina!’

nLuo Qianqian felt so wronged that she needed to argue with Murong Yun, so she jumped on a tree using Lightness Skill trying to have a better view of where Murong Yun was now, but all of a sudden she fell off from the tree.

nAnd the next moment, a man emerged by the tree as quick as a flash of lightning and saved Luo Qianqian.

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nLuo Qianqian landed safely in that familiar chest, she smiled and wrapped her arms around Murong Yun’s neck.

n“Let go.”

nHearing that, Luo Qianqian wrapped her arms even harder, but that had did some damage to her wound on her right wrist, “ouch ouch ouch” Luo Qianqian cried out.

nMurong Yun soon looked at Luo Qianqian with concern, no trace of anger could be seen on his face.

nLuo Qianqian glared at Murong Yun, “You are the one who gets to walk away? I don’t think so!”

nMurong Yun carried Luo Qianqian in his arms and walked back, he didn’t say anything.

nLuo Qianqian staged the falling off from the tree scene just now, she knew Murong Yun wouldn’t really leave her unattended.

nThe only side effect that came with it was she had done some more damage to her wrist again.

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n“Why are you keeping quiet now? I thought you would have something to say.” Luo Qianqian continued.

n“I know you fell off on purpose.” Murong Yun said with indifference.

nLuo Qianqian felt amused instead of embarrassed hearing Murong Yun exposing her tricks, “You are right, but so what! I don’t feel bad, not after you walked away on me like that.”

nMurong Yun carried Luo Qianqian to his own room instead of hers, he wanted to talk with Luo Qianqian with no one around.

nFeng Qing had waited a long time at Murong Yun’s door, he stepped forward and explained to Murong Yun, “Master, the young boy in Her Highness’s room is… …”

nMurong Yun stopped Feng Qing, “You, transcription a collection of The Analects of Confucius.”

nLuo Qianqian felt sorry for Feng Qing, Murong Yun always punished Feng Qing for what she had done, but it wasn’t Feng Qing’s fault, Feng Qing didn’t like it when Feng Qing being the scapegoat.

nFeng Qing on the other hand felt happy that his master punished him, ‘Ha, this means master will get over this after I have transcribed the book.’

nMurong Yun carried Luo Qianqian to his room, he checked Luo Qianqian’s wound and bound up the wound carefully, but Murong Yun didn’t talk to her the whole time.

nLuo Qianqian took off the masks on both her and Murong Yun’s face, she stared at Murong Yun’s eyes, “What’s this all about? You think I’m cheating on you, right?”

nSilence was the response.

n“Well, you are dead wrong! The young boy I have saved from the guards is my little brother! How dumb are you, Murong Yun? I just have to ask the man who’s having an affair with me to come visit us in Gu Village, I’m so worried that you might not be aware of it.”

nHearing that, Murong Yun looked back, what came to his sight was Luo Qianqian’s pretty eyes.

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n‘Little brother?’

nLuo Qianqian then explained how she and Guang Yao met, how she had asked Lin Zimo to take care of him, how she and Guang Yao became sworn brother and sister, how she and Feng Qing just saved Guang Yao from the guards… …

n“No sworn brothers.” Murong Yun said in a low voice.

n“I beg your pardon?”

nMurong Yun held Luo Qianqian’s hand and said, “You don’t need a sworn brother, you have me and that’s enough.”

nLuo Qianqian rolled her eyes as a reply, she didn’t understand how can this man be so jealous.

nLuo Qianqian withdrew her hand and narrowed her eyes, “Now it’s your turn.”

n“My turn of what?” Murong Yun asked with confusion.

n“Murong Yun, this is your last chance, just tell the truth and you will receive a lighter sentence from me.”

n“Excuse me, what are you talking about?” Murong Yun looked genuinely confused.

n“All right, all right, who is Gu Lina? why does she care for you so much?” Luo Qianqian quit beating around the bush.

nMurong Yun narrowed his eyes and said, “Who is Gu Lina?”

nLuo Qianqian didn’t see that coming, the tea cup fell off from her hand and Murong Yun caught it in time.

n“Watch out, Qianqian, are you all right?”

n“What? You don’t know her? That’s the First Elder’s daughter, she asked me whether we are close to each other?” Luo Qianqian didn’t realize how loud she was until she finished her sentence.

nMurong Yun grabbed Luo Qianqian’s hand, “No, I have no idea or interest in knowing her.”

nLuo Qianqian lowered her head, somehow she felt so embarrassed.

nMurong Yun poured some tea for Luo Qianqian, “Hmm, correct me if I’m wrong, I think you are being jealous, Qianqian.”

n“What nonsense are you talking about? Me? Jealous? No!”

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