After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

The secret guard came out of the underground palace and turned into an ordinary servant again.

He held the lamp and knocked on Mr. Lin's door.

"come in."

The door was pushed open quietly, and the secret guard reported respectfully: "Master, the chain has been tightened."

"Ah."

Mr. Lin was selecting jewellery from a jewellery box. In his left hand he held a headpiece with kingfisher crabapple flower pattern, and in his right hand he held a gold hairpin with lily, gemstone and butterfly. He compared the two carefully, thinking about which one to give to his wife later.

"Is my distinguished guest not disturbed?"

"No, Lord Wei said that it's okay to quarrel, but don't let him die."

It turned out that the distinguished guest Mr. Lin was talking about was not Jealousy, but Lord Wei who had never appeared in front of everyone.

"By the way, have you spread the news that Ji Jingshen is here?"

"Yes, but..."

The secret guard hesitated: "The people who chased him all the way were not able to hurt him at all. Can that person really kill him this time? This Ji Jingshen's ability is not low."

The warm candlelight was like flowing clouds falling from the sky, illuminating half of Mr. Lin’s profile, looking kind and amiable.

"Ji Jingshen is a person with inner demons."

He placed the hairpin with kingfisher crabapple flower pattern into the box and carefully admired the exquisite workmanship of the gold hairpin.

"Under the demon in his heart, no matter how strong he is, he will willingly give up resistance and let the other party stab the dagger into his body."

Mr. Lin waved his hand.

"Okay, go call Nan Xi over. I have something to ask him."

"Yes."

The night was as foggy as ever, the bright moon was obscured by thick clouds, the temperature dropped sharply, the flowers and plants wilted, and a thin layer of ice formed on the water surface.

Lin Nanxi walked hurriedly, her clothes were stained with the cold dew outside, and when she entered the house, her eyelashes were damp, making her long, distinct eyelashes stick together.

The young man was fair and handsome, with his brows lowered: "Father."

The pressure was overwhelming. The sitting Master Lin had a cold and hard face, and his eyes were dark and sinister. "During dinner, the little girl named Pu sneaked to your place?"

When Lin Nanxi and Beibei were having dinner, the door was closed and the servants retreated to guard outside the door. They didn't know what happened inside, but they knew Pu Ran had come, so they immediately reported it to Master Lin.

When questioned, the boy was like a chained animal, obedient and docile. With fear and respect for his father, he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Yes."

"Is she suspicious?"

"No, after I came, Beibei pestered her for a while, and then I sent Beibei back to her room, and Miss Pu left."

The fingers that were stroking the golden hairpin slowly stopped, and Master Lin sneered: "Xi'er, don't lie to your father, otherwise you won't be able to keep the things you value."

The young man lowered his head a little more in obedience. He suppressed the hatred in his heart and forced himself to calm down. His palms were already broken by his fingernails. The words he uttered sounded like jade beads falling on a plate, clear and pleasant to the ear: "I dare not."

"You still need to pay attention to your diet."

"The child knows."

"Keep an eye on Beibei these days and limit her contact with outsiders."

"Yes."

"Okay, it's alright, you can leave now."

Master Lin smiled lovingly: "I'm going to visit your mother, do you want to come with me?"

The young man said softly, "My son is ready to rest. Father, please go."

Who are you doing this for?

Didn’t you blind your mother’s eyes?

Lin Nanxi turned and left, like a human skin mask peeling off, his elegance and refinement were replaced by cruelty and brutality, and the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be hidden. He was like a devil crawling out of hell, wanting to tear his father into pieces at all times.

The sister is a puppet of the Tantric Buddhism, and he is a container of the Tantric Buddhism.

And all of this was caused by the father they respected since childhood.

He stood alone in the darkness, feeling a mixture of sadness and bitterness.

"Why don't you even share a bit of moonlight with me?"

He was self-deprecating and complaining, feeling a bit down and out.

There were no twinkling stars in the sky, and the already dim moon was hiding behind the clouds.

The complex emotions in her heart rose to a critical point and she was about to explode without care, but the young man bit the soft flesh in her mouth and used the pain to bring her back to her senses little by little.

The taste of blood and rust spread in his mouth. He forced himself to raise his head high in an almost masochistic way, trying to force the tears that were about to fall back into his eyes.

As he raised his head, his chest slightly thrust forward and tightened, pressing against the fabric of his clothes, and the hard feeling at his heart became more obvious.

His fingertips groped towards the hard spot in his arms and pulled out a simple wooden hairpin, which made him dazed for a moment, and then the tears in his eyes suddenly trembled.

The tears that flowed back into his eyes but could not flow back into his body dripped down the boy's beautiful chin.

In fact, he didn't know whether the other party could really help him. It was just that when he was on the verge of collapse, someone took the initiative to extend an olive branch to him for help for the first time, giving him a chance to ask for help.

This affection became the best comfort and the outlet he was eagerly looking for. The fifteen-year-old boy, who had never experienced any tempering, clenched the wooden hairpin in both hands, squatted down with a depressed figure, and let his tears string together like silver threads and fall one after another.

Their mother knew nothing. She now carefully touched the pattern of the hairpin with her hands. Although she couldn't see it, she still smiled happily: "Thank you for your hard work, my husband. It's very beautiful. I like it very much."

Master Lin embraced her tenderly and pretended to be wronged: "I have been choosing for you for a long time. How are you going to thank me now that you have got the things?"

The woman looked ashamed: "Not proper, there are distinguished guests in this house."

"Come to think of it, Beibei really likes Miss Pu."

She smiled with her hands covering her lips: "This girl is just about the same age as Xi'er. I think it would be better to arrange a marriage for them. This way, both the brother and sister will be happy."

The mother loved them, so she named her son Nan Xi, which means [the beauty of the southeast, the bright wind and the favorable sun], hoping that her son could grow up to be an outstanding talent and realize his lofty ambitions.

I name my daughter Beibei. Bei means bud. My daughter is like a flower bud that has not yet bloomed. It is good like this. She does not need to bloom and then wither, because her father, mother and brother will love her all her life. She just needs to live a worry-free life.

Mother Lin loved her children deeply, and even her names were full of good wishes, but she didn't know that the children were suffering from harsh hardships right under her noses.

This husband who made her happy day and night, the husband she trusted and relied on the most, was the devil who devoured people without leaving any bones behind.

"Okay, I'll listen to you Madam. I have the same idea. You've heard me say it so many times today. Brother Ji is about to slap me in the face with his shoe."

He bent down and kissed the woman's cheek: "I will continue to work hard tomorrow. You said that our family has everything you need, so why are you afraid that we can't get a little girl?"

The woman complained: "Don't force me, this is a matter of mutual affection."

"Okay, okay, then ma'am, maybe we can take a break?"

The bed curtains fell, and the mandarin ducks embraced each other.

……

The dawn light penetrates the hazy white fog and the day breaks.

Jealousy got up early, carrying a medicine basket to the front of Puran's room, knocked a few times, and didn't care if she was awake or not. He just said dutifully: "I'm going out to find herbs for Madam Lin."

"Oh, then you should be careful."

An unreal sound of sleepy nasal discharge came from the room. Even though he couldn't see it, Jealous could imagine the girl's almond-shaped eyes, rosy cheeks and lazy face.

He laughed. This girl was becoming more and more lazy as time went by.

The man carrying the medicine basket on his back was like a breeze rustling through the bamboo forest, blowing away the mist and walking away towards the flowing sunlight.

Pu Ran in the room was not asleep at all. She tossed and turned with dark circles under her eyes and finally jumped up.

No, she was still concerned about the sound of the chains last night, and even the jealousy she had just felt when she went out made her feel upset.

She sat cross-legged with a serious expression, chanting a mantra to purify her mind earnestly, then she stood up despite her sleepiness and put on her clothes.

She can't be lazy, she has to explore the new map.