Sir Song, do you want to pledge yourself to me?

As the night deepens, the sound of insects continues.

Ji Nuan put the prepared pills on the plate, stood up, found a dark dress to change into, and let down the bun on her head, and tied it into a round bun again, which was common among old women.

The door quietly opened, and Ji Nuan flashed and nimbly climbed over the courtyard wall. As she leaped, she glanced sharply at the darkness behind her, a faint smile playing on her lips, and then continued to rush towards Uncle Ji's house.

Standing on the wall of Uncle Ji's house, Ji Nuan looked down at the dark courtyard below. Everyone in the main house had gone to bed, and the surroundings were quiet, with only the occasional cry of a night owl in the distance and the chirping of insects at the base of the wall.

Ji Nuan stood on the wall. The yard was pitch black and everyone in the main house was asleep.

She jumped into the yard easily, her movements swift and silent. Then, Ji Nuan took out a dagger, inserted it through the crack of the door, and easily lifted the bolt of the main room.

Only Uncle Ji and his wife lived in the main house. Because the weather was hot, the door of the room was not closed and was wide open, which provided convenience for Ji Nuan.

The window was half-open, and a crescent moon hung in the sky. Although it was not very bright, it was enough for Ji Nuan to roughly see the situation inside the room.

There were two figures lying on the bed, and in the darkness she could hardly tell who was who.

Ji Nuan had no choice but to produce a night-shining pearl. A cold, dim light leaked from between her fingers, illuminating everything around her. Holding a silver needle, she quietly approached the bedside and, with a gentle prick, sent Uncle Ji into a coma. Then, through the thin fabric of her clothes, Ji Nuan twisted Uncle Ji's arm and quickly stepped back.

The sudden pain startled my aunt awake from her sleep. She flung her eyes open and saw a dark figure standing beside the bed. Terrified, she involuntarily shrank back into the bed, her voice trembling as she asked, "Who... who is it?"

Ji Nuan deliberately loosened the fingers that were holding the night pearl behind her back, allowing the light to illuminate her figure more clearly.

My aunt's pupils shrank as if she saw her mother-in-law who had passed away more than ten years ago.

"Grandma...Grandma, I...I burned paper money for you during the Ghost Festival." She shrank back to Uncle Ji and secretly twisted him twice, but he didn't react. Aunt Ji's mother trembled with fear, "You...you have more than one daughter-in-law. If you have any problems, don't always look for...me. You can also look for them."

Ji Nuan was expecting that no one would say a word after talking for a long time.

She took two steps forward, lowered her voice, and imitated the faint, old voice of the old man, calling out, "The eldest brother's wife..."

Ji Nuan was just about to start her performance, but she didn't expect her aunt-in-law to be so easily frightened that she fainted after she was called out to her.

Ji Nuan snorted in boredom.

She only needs to prick the person with a silver needle to wake him up, but she decided to give up.

My aunt-in-law is so fragile that if she wakes up and then faints again, she might get into trouble. Wouldn't that cause trouble for the second wife?

She glanced out the window briefly to make sure no one was there.

Then he quietly left the room, closed the main door, and returned along the same route.

Before leaving, she deliberately turned off the lights in the room. But at this moment, the lights in the room suddenly lit up again.

When I opened the door, it was no surprise that Xiaoyao Jian had returned.

She was leaning leisurely on the couch, holding a book in her hand and chewing a fruit in her mouth, looking relaxed and at peace with the world. Even when Ji Nuan approached, she didn't even raise her head.

Ji Nuan sat down, poured herself a glass of water, moistened her throat, and then asked, "Where have you been all day? There's no sign of you."

"I went to meet someone." Xiaoyao Jian gave her a lazy, scrutinizing look. "But you, dressed like that, sneaking around like that, what were you doing behind my back?"

This conversation sounded odd. It was like a couple who both came home late, each with their own secrets, and who always had to exchange tentative greetings when they met.

Ji Nuan shook her head, shaking off the strange scene.

She looked back with interest and said with a smile, "Didn't you see everything? Why are you asking?"

"That's boring!" Xiaoyao Jian showed no embarrassment at being discovered and followed. "I thought you were going to seduce some young man, but I didn't expect you to dress up as a ghost to scare people."

Ji Nuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Who have you seen dressed like this to go out and seduce a young man?"

Xiaoyao Jian shrugged, "I thought it was just your quirk! Fortunately, it's not. Otherwise, if you tell others, it would be a disgrace to me, the world's number one swordsman."

Ji Nuan blinked, "When did your reputation become so widespread? Isn't it the number one swordsman in the martial arts world?"

Xiaoyao Jian raised his chin proudly, "I haven't met an opponent in the whole world, so what's wrong with being a little arrogant? This is my true strength."

"Ha, so you're self-proclaimed?" Ji Nuan teased, "Then I call myself number two? No, no, no, that wouldn't be admitting you're better than me. I'm also pretty good with a sword, so why not just call myself the best swordsman in the world!"

The two men each had their own strengths, and after several fights, there was no clear winner. Neither of them was willing to admit that the other was better than him, even by a little bit.

Xiaoyao Jian disdainfully threatened, "Ha! Do you want to fight again?"

Ji Nuan smiled, "What are you trying to show off? You are the best swordsman, and I am the best knife. If we combine our swords and knives, when will we finally dominate the martial arts world?"

"How naive! Want to be the overlord of the martial arts world? Dreaming is faster than it gets!"

Xiaoyao Jian rolled his eyes at Ji Nuan, then stood up and prepared to leave, still holding the book in his hand. "I'll take this book. The story inside is quite interesting."

Ji Nuan looked at Xiaoyao Jian's back and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

The next morning, as soon as Ji Nuan got up, she told her maid Xuebi to go to the main room and keep an eye on her aunt.

"If she takes the paper money up the mountain, come back and tell me immediately." Ji Nuan said to Xue Bi seriously.

With the lollipop given by Ji Nuan in her mouth, Xuebi happily agreed and skipped off to carry out the surveillance mission.

Xiaoyao Jian was watching from the side, bewildered, and couldn't help asking, "Do you want to scare her to death again?"

Ji Nuan shrugged innocently, "I just wanted to ask her something, but she was so timid. She fainted the moment I opened my mouth."

Xiaoyao Jian rolled his eyes. "Do you think anyone can be like you? Can they pick up their sword and chop down a ghost even when they see one? Most people would be scared out of their wits if they encountered such a situation."

Ji Nuan touched her nose guiltily and whispered in defense, "I've scared her before, and I thought she'd be a little braver after a few experiences! Who knew she'd still be so easily frightened?"

Xiaoyao Jian was completely speechless. "How did this become someone else's problem? Your aunt is truly pitiful, having to have a niece like you."

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