Dumbfounded, Murong Yang stared at the door that was tightly closed. A dim mysterious light flashed in his eyes.

“This is the side hall of Qingjiu’s chamber, right?”

A few months ago, Qingjiu had brought a young master back to the palace and had since then placed him in the side hall.

Although Murong Yang was not reliable, frivolous and spoiled rotten, he was principled and would never lay a finger on a married lady.

Similarly, one should never steal someone else’s husband. Why would Qingjiu do that?

If Murong Yang had lost interest in Fu Qingjiu as he found her annoying earlier, he was now disappointed in her, extremely disappointed.

Murong Yang knew Fu Qingjiu very well. She was too dominating and would never share her man with someone else. That was why Murong Yang had never gotten himself any concubine all these years.

Although this young master was married with children, Fu Qingjiu would never share him with another lady. Unless Fu Qingjiu let go of him.

Hence, the only possibility was—Qingjiu would tear the family apart and steal the young master.

Murong Yang’s gaze was getting more and more incomprehensible. He had never thought that the lady whom he had loved for so many years would do this kind of thing.

***

There was an affectionate atmosphere in the chamber.

The blanket slipped off the young lady’s body. Under the setting sun, the young lady’s skin was as smooth and delicate as a jade.

“You are awake? That should be fine, we…”

Nan Xian stretched his arm, pulled the young lady, and pinned her beneath him. His breath was still scorching hot. His body was warm.

“I still feel hot, only you can help me…”

As soon as he finished his words, he pressed his lips against hers.

In the quiet chamber, over and over again, he kissed her…

***

“Brother Fu Chen, what are you doing?”

Outside the chamber, Qing Han swallowed the last bite of Violet Lingzhi as she asked in bewilderment.

“Father and Mother have finally gotten together after going through so many struggles. No one is allowed to disturb them. I have set up a formation here. They will never know anything that has happened out here.” Fu Chen clapped his hands.

‘Wait. This teenager is Maiden Feng’s son?’ Murong Yang narrowed his eyes.

He trusted that the cutie pie was Feng Ruqing’s daughter, but this kiddo was almost ten years old. Unless Feng Ruqing was married when she was ten years old, she could never have such a big boy as her son.

“Kiddo, you are Maiden Feng’s son?”

“This has nothing to do with you.” Fu Chen’s gaze swept past Murong Yang.

“Oh, in fact, I know the answer. You must be Maiden Feng’s adopted son. Kiddo, Princess Qingjiu will be back soon. You should go and get your parents a place to hide.”

Fu Chen was expressionless. He turned his head to look at the place filled with smoke and dust ahead of him.

Murong Yang, too, had noticed that the spirit beasts were coming his way. He could not help smiling wryly.

“It seems that everything is too late. Princess Qingjiu has returned with these spirit beasts. I have always thought that Qingjiu is only capable of taming lowly spirit beasts. Perhaps, the rumors are true. ”

The powerful spirit beast had never appeared in the human territory as each of them had their own dominion. Only in this way could their bloodline be preserved.

Only those unworldly spirit beasts would leave their home and barge into the human realm.

Therefore, all the spirit beasts that Fu Qingjiu tamed were not strong in strength.

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