The princess returns strongly, and the divorced regent is busy chasing his wife

In Xuanyue Courtyard, Dongfang Cai, who was drunk, returned to the courtyard in the evening.

Ouyang Miaoling heard Sifan's report that Dongfang came back drunk.

When the woman heard the report, she hurried to the courtyard where Dongfang was temporarily staying to check on Dongfang's situation.

When I pushed open Dongfang's door, I saw Dongfang lying drunk on the bed.

He told Sifan to make some sobering soup, and walked to the bed, wanting to cover him with a blanket.

Suddenly, the drunk Dongfang, half drunk and half awake, grabbed the hand that was trying to cover him with a blanket.

She murmured, "Why did you agree to marry him? Why not marry me?"

"Why did you hide it from me? Why didn't you tell me? Do you no longer trust me in your heart?"

Sure enough, Dongfang heard it. She went to drink because she misunderstood him about this matter.

I have known Dongfang for so many years, and I have never seen him drunk or out of control.

But today, because of this matter, Dongfang drank and was drunk.

"I'm just stalling for time. I'm going to kill him sooner or later. Who would keep a promise to a dead man?"

"I didn't tell you because I felt there was no need to let you know and it would only cause you trouble."

"Who knew, you would find out anyway. I didn't know you would misunderstand that I didn't trust you and drink to relieve your worries."

"I didn't know it hurt you so much."

"Brother Jing, you will always be my strong support. I will never stop trusting you."

If I explain something to a drunk person, I don’t know if he can understand it, or if he will remember it after he sobers up.

Regardless of whether he can hear or remember, I feel it is necessary to explain it clearly.

Then she pulled out her hand that was held by Dongfang, tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and looked affectionately at the man lying on the bed, who had been with her for four years.

I feel heartbroken that I have tortured myself into this state because of a misunderstanding.

"Master, the hangover soup is here." Sifan came in carrying a tray.

"Well... help me to lift him up. I'll feed him this bowl of hangover soup. This way, Brother Jing will feel better."

Sifan went to the bed, and the master and servant worked together to feed Dongfang the sobering soup. Then they put him down, covered him with a quilt and left the room.

"You take good care of Young Master Dongfang," Ouyang Miaoling instructed Lan Yu, Dongfang's follower, after going out.

"Don't worry, Pavilion Master. I will take good care of my master."

Ouyang Miaoling left after hearing Lan Yu's promise

The man on the bed in the room slowly opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps receding.

It turned out that I had misunderstood Ling'er.

Ever since Ling'er came into the room to see him, he had been secretly using his internal energy to force out the alcohol, and he had become much more sober.

He listened to every word Ouyang Miaoling explained while holding his hand.

His Ling'er didn't intend to hide it from him.

His Ling'er was afraid that he would feel upset, so she explained it to him.

His Ling'er has him in her heart.

A famous god of killing in the world, a big devil who kills without blinking an eye, and the Eastern Lord of the number one killer organization.

I like a girl and love her so humbly.

If people in the underworld knew about this, they would probably laugh their heads off.

No matter how the world laughs at him, he just likes that woman, the woman he loves to the core.

"Master, it's getting late. We should go back to the Duke's Mansion." The master and servant came out of the room in the east, and Sifan said as they walked.

"Well... OK, I'll go tell Yi'er and we'll start to go back. You go prepare the carriage."

"Yes, master." Sifan walked out the door to prepare the carriage.

Ouyang Miaoling raised her legs and walked towards her son's yard.

When I opened my son's door, I found that the child was still awake and Yuguo was telling him a story.

"Mom," when the little kid saw the person coming in, he rushed into Ouyang Miaoling's arms like a calf that had let go of its reins.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Aunt Yuguo said that my mother went to see my adoptive father, so I am waiting for her."

Ouyang Miaoling touched the little boy's head and said, "Father is in a bad mood and has drunk a lot. Please spend more time with him tomorrow and make him happier."

"What about you, mother? Aren't you going to accompany our stepfather?" the little kid said, blinking his big eyes.

"Be good, Mommy has things to do, so she can't be with you for the time being."

"When mother is done with her work, she will take you back to Divine Medicine Valley, and we will be together every day."

"Okay... Mother, I understand. Go ahead and do your work. I will take good care of my stepfather."

The words spoken by this young man made Ouyang Miaoling feel a pang of sadness in her heart.

"Then mother will leave first, you have to listen to Aunt Yuguo obediently."

"Okay, mother, be careful on your way."

Ouyang Miaoling touched the little kid's furry head and reluctantly left the courtyard where the child lived.

As I walked out the door, Sifan had already harnessed the carriage and was waiting there.

The carriage moved slowly. Ouyang Miaoling changed back into men's clothes in the carriage and closed her eyes to rest leisurely in the carriage.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped with a clatter, and Ouyang Miaoling opened her eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asked outside the carriage.

"Master, a group of blind people blocked our carriage."

"Oh... Then I'll have to take a look. My waist hurts from sitting in the carriage. I should go down and stretch my muscles."

As he spoke, Ouyang Miaoling, who had regained his gentlemanly appearance, jumped off the carriage, twisted his waist and did some warm-up exercises.

"Who sent you to kill me?"

"If you tell the truth, I can spare your lives."

"You offended someone you shouldn't have offended, and someone hired us to kill you."

"Can you tell me, are you from that killer organization?"

"Then wait until you go to the underworld and ask the King of Hell yourself."

"court death"

Sifan Siyu raised her sword and stabbed out.

The two of them are from Shaxuanmen, special agent killers who have received professional training and are good at close combat.

These are easy tasks for them.

This time she used a long sword, and in no time she killed more than a dozen people who came to block her, leaving only two leaders.

Ouyang Miaoling, who was watching the battle nearby, was still doing warm-up exercises, while Sifan and the others had already finished the battle.

Sifan pointed his sword at the assassin in black and said, "I'll give you one more chance to live. Tell me... who sent you to kill our young master?"

The man in black, who was frightened by Sifan Siyu's fighting power, surrendered and knelt down to beg for mercy: "Girl, spare my life, we will talk..."

Siyu went up and kicked. One of the men kicked her and said, "Say, be careful or I'll kill you."

"Yes... yes... girl."

"Yes, the eldest lady of the Duke's Mansion, she paid to invite us to our branch hall, asking us to stop and kill the eldest son they just recognized."

"Oh..you guys?"

"The small one is from Xuanming Sect"

"Sifan, tie him up and send him to Dongfang."

"Yes..Master"

After the matter was settled, the master and his servants began to return to the Duke's Mansion.

"Li Xueluo, I haven't had time to settle accounts with you yet, but you're looking for trouble with me first."

"It seems you have been living in comfort for too long,"

"Humph... you came here to seek death, don't blame me."

A murderous look suddenly appeared on Ouyang Miaoling's face.