Light Dance Jiajing

"Are you awake?" A soft female voice came, and after a while the quilt was lifted. Meng'er raised her head and took a long time to recognize that this woman with a delicate face was the Third Young Master's wife. However, the Third Young Master's wife's eyes were full of concern, without any resentment from that day. Meng'er was stunned. What did this woman want? She hurt her like this and now she was pretending to be so hypocritical. Did she want to continue to humiliate her? Meng'er's eyes seemed to be spitting fire. She saw the Third Young Master's wife's tears falling, sobbing, "I hate you, but I just want to scare you and let you experience my mood that day. I wanted to take you out in a day, but I didn't expect that the old brothel owner was too impatient. Woo woo... It's all my fault... I didn't want it... Woo woo... Fortunately, Zixuan arrived in time, otherwise I would regret it for the rest of my life."

Only then did Meng'er see clearly that there was another person in the room, and this person was also dressed in black. Wasn't he the young man she had met at the Third Protector's place before? How could he be with this woman? Meng'er didn't have time to think about it, and was only stuck on the last two sentences of the Third Young Master's wife's words. Was Zixuan the young man's name? What did he mean by arriving in time? Didn't he mean that she was not killed by those two people... Meng'er's mind became active, and she felt that her body did not seem to be in any discomfort, so she stared at the young man and asked in a trembling voice: "Did you save me? I didn't... didn't..." Meng'er didn't know how to start, and she stared at him tightly when she couldn't continue. The young man had no expression, just nodded and said: "I just can't stand this kind of thing, you... it's okay." He said and turned his head away uncomfortably. The young man actually blushed, and he looked quite innocent. Meng'er tried hard to feel her body again. She was a person who had experienced a lifetime, and soon realized that there was nothing wrong with her body. She breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

The young man continued, "Don't blame Ayuan. If you hadn't hurt her first, how could she feel unfair? She is so kind that she would never do such a thing to hurt you. Now you also know the taste of pain. I hope you will not hurt others again in the future. If you don't repent, I will kill you."

Meng'er looked at the young man in disbelief. He actually believed the woman's lies. Then, seeing the Third Young Master's wife crying with a sad face, Meng'er felt sick. The young man took the Third Young Master's wife's hand and said, "Ayuan, let's go. Don't worry about her." The Third Young Master's wife obediently let him hold her hand and walk out. When they were almost at the door, Zixuan suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "I will not marry you. Even my father can't force me to do so." Watching the two of them walk out, Meng'er took a long time to react. Could this young man named Zixuan be Bai... The son of the Lotus Sect Leader, it turned out to be him. She also realized that the Third Young Master's wife actually regarded her as a rival in love. Judging from their intimate behavior, they must have a romantic relationship. But Zixuan is not even eighteen years old, and the Third Young Master's wife is already in her twenties. And there is the Third Young Master, whose whereabouts are unknown. This woman has found a new lover, pretending to be delicate and hypocritical. Fortunately, Zixuan still treats her as a treasure. Meng'er complained for a while, but how could she care about so many things? She had to find Zaihou first. She didn't know how many days she would be delayed. Zaihou must be very anxious.

Meng'er jumped out of bed, her head still a little swollen, but she didn't care. There was a set of farmhouse-style clothes on the bedside. She put on the clothes with trembling hands, pushed the door and walked out. This was a small farmyard with only three houses in a row made of earth. The doors and windows were dilapidated. There were some firewood piled in the yard, which looked like they had been there for many years. This was clearly an abandoned farmhouse. Meng'er walked out of the yard. It turned out that she was halfway up the mountain. The farmhouses around her were also abandoned. Looking around, she saw smoke rising from the foot of the mountain. There must be people there. Meng'er felt hungry and ran to the foot of the mountain quickly.