As autumn arrives, all things burst into the last dance of life, opening a bleak chapter.

The two strangers reunited and soaked in the hot spring pool side by side, in silence, watching the ripples of light blue moonlight on the water. Wan Ning carefully looked at the man beside her, his eyes were closed, his breathing was slow, and he seemed to have fallen asleep. Now was a good opportunity to slip away, but her hand was held tightly by him, and the slightest movement would inevitably wake him up.

There was no choice, Wan Ning let out a long sigh and accepted the reality, then simply chose a comfortable position and leaned lightly on his arm to fall asleep.

Ziheng had developed a habit on the battlefield when he was young, so he was a very light sleeper. After losing half his life, it was even harder for him to fall asleep. At this moment, he clearly sensed Wan Ning approaching. He opened his eyes with joy, but was afraid of disturbing her. He tilted his head cautiously to look at Wan Ning's sleeping profile, suppressing the urge to touch her.

He kept the same action until late at night, the breeze blew and ruffled the spring water, the hair on his forehead gently caressed his eyes, itchy. Wan Ning murmured lazily in her sleep, Ziheng bent down and listened to her mumbling in her sleep, and couldn't help laughing. In a daze, Wan Ning just raised her tired eyelids at this time, skillfully hugged his neck and leaned on his shoulder, and rubbed her nose against his neck, which was cool.

Murmured: "Ziheng, it's so cold."

Ziheng quickly put his arm around her waist and whispered, "I'll take you back." Then he picked her up with one hand and walked to the shore. He picked up a clean blanket on the ground and put it on her, then took her back to the warm room where incense had already been lit.

She slept very soundly that night. Ever since waking up from a coma of several months, Wan Ning has been afraid of sleeping, fearing that she would never wake up again.

When she woke up, the room was full of sunlight, and there was no one around. Her wet clothes had been changed. She got out of bed in confusion and unexpectedly found that the new clothes were a dress that fit her very well, as if it was tailor-made for her, which set off her figure very well.

Now I finally have time to look around the room. It is very large and spacious. Apart from the bed in the middle, there is almost no decorative furniture. At most, there is an incense burner that continuously emits a sleep-inducing fragrance.

"What a weirdo!" Wan Ning muttered. She rehearsed the smile she would use later and prepared to go find him, hoping that he might let her go if he was in a good mood.

It's strange, really strange. This villa is huge but there are no servants. Not only that, there are signs of care and maintenance everywhere, and the ground is obviously swept.

While she was wondering, Wan Ning suddenly heard some noise outside the villa, as if someone was causing trouble. She immediately thought of the Tumo soldiers who had chased her the day before yesterday. Could it be that they were still unwilling to give up and brought more people to find her?

If this is the case, this matter was caused by her and disturbed the peace of the host's family, so she must make it clear.

Following the source of the sound, Wan Ning quickly came to the main gate of the villa and hid behind the half-open door. She only heard the person outside the door shouting, "It seems that you are not going to let him go."

The voice sounded familiar. Wan Ning leaned over the crack in the door and looked out. As expected, she saw Mu Xun's face, with three servants standing beside him. She wondered, "Why is he here?"

"The person you are looking for is not here. Please look for him somewhere else and don't disturb the tranquility of this place." However, there was only Lisong here. He was standing alone in front of the door with a sword on his waist, his arms folded, and his posture upright.

Wan Ning was a little confused: "Four people against one, this is not fair. Why is there only the 'cold-faced man'? Why is he gone?"

"Oh, they saw my fiancée being brought into this villa with their own eyes. You dare to deny it despite the irrefutable evidence? Do you want me to destroy this place and find her myself?" Mu Xun's face was gloomy. His usual cheerful look was now extremely serious. Seeing his anxious look, Wan Ning was also somewhat relieved. Although this curly-haired puppy Mu Xun was a bit sinister, he was really willing to help when something happened.

"I was right about you, good brother." Wan Ning simply pressed his upper body against the door, put his face through the crack and looked out, making it impossible for him to miss any changes in the plot.

Li Song then faced Mu Xun's attack and used a soft move to overcome the hard, and asked calmly, "Oh, aren't they your people? I said they made it up. If someone is missing, report to the authorities. This is not a government office. You've come to the wrong place, sir. Goodbye."

Li Song turned around decisively to see the guests off. Wan Ning was so excited that she almost clapped her hands. After two days of getting along, although Ziheng was a little strange, he did not do any substantial harm to her. On the other hand, she had seen the soldiers under Mu Xun killing ordinary people, and now she was on guard against him.

So she planned to observe how the situation developed and decide who to go with if necessary.

At this time, Mu Xun saw that Lisong was going back to the villa, so he drew an arrow and shot it at his back. Lisong did not look back, and with his left hand, a sword came out of its sheath and hit the arrow accurately as if it was equipped with a locator. It lost its aim and flew towards the gate, and the sword returned to its sheath accurately.

"It's over, it's over!" The arrow lost its direction and flew towards the crack of the door. The situation was critical and it was very likely to hurt Wan Ning who was peeking from behind the crack. But she was not a fool. In an emergency, her adrenaline surged and her reaction was faster than usual. She subconsciously stepped back again and again.

Suddenly, she was caught off guard and her feet were empty. She ignored the steps behind her and lost her balance. Her face turned pale. Her hands helplessly fluttered in the air. Was she destined to die of blood today?

At this moment, Ziheng appeared without anyone noticing and supported her from behind in time. When Wan Ning was moved, Ziheng covered her mouth to prevent her from making any sound.

Wan Ning slapped his hand hard, blinking frantically to "send a telegram", but seeing that it had no effect, she bit his hand fiercely. She bit harder and harder, and seeing that Ziheng still didn't say a word, Wan Ning was surprised and calmed down. She slowly opened her mouth and saw the rose-red bloodstains on the white and tender hand, with faint blood oozing out.

"Are you born in the year of the dog?" Ziheng showed no sign of annoyance. He lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the wound, then looked at Wan Ning gently, teasing her with the words she used to scold him last night.

"Who told you to cover my mouth? I was just defending myself!" Wan Ning argued forcefully, subconsciously looking at his wound, and her momentum weakened: "Are you okay?"

Ziheng lowered his arm, his clothes covering the wound, and looked sideways toward the door, tilting his head and asking, "Is he here to see you?"

Wan Ning nodded subconsciously.

"You're not going with him?"

"Do you want me to leave?"

"Will you stay?"

As the two were struggling, the sound of fighting was heard outside the door. Wan Ning pulled Ziheng's sleeve and motioned him to look out through the crack in the door, while she herself lay down in another crack next to it.

Seeing the situation outside the door tense, she had to make a choice today to calm down the conflict.

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