Chapter 13

  Murong Lie walked out of the hall and headed straight for the study, walking a distance before realizing no one was following him, and only then did he slightly let out a breath, after all, at this moment, he still had some concerns.

  Consideration for Murong Lingfeng's identity, consideration for Liu Wantong, and even more consideration for his own position.

  At this moment, seeing no one following, he couldn't help but slow down his pace. Up ahead was a fork in the road, one path leading to the study and the other to Mu Rong's current residence.

  His footsteps were intentionally slow, very slow, as if waiting for something, or rather, observing something.

  As he stepped out of the doorway, he paused slightly and gazed around with a somewhat distracted expression. The servants had all more or less dispersed to rest as well, and since there were originally few servants in the study and where Ling Feng lived, Mu Rong Lie naturally wasn't afraid of being seen by them...

  Her eyes scanned the surroundings, but she didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. She quickly headed towards Murong Lingfeng's room, her footsteps becoming more urgent as a thrill spread through her eyes.

  The eyes hidden in the distance, little by little became deep and cold, the usual warmth on his face also gained a kind of chill that could blend into the darkness of night.

  But in her eyes beside him, there was an uncontrollable worry, and a hatred that made people tremble.

  ……………….

  When Murong Lie approached the courtyard of Ling Feng, his footsteps slowed involuntarily, and he raised his eyes to gaze at the room in front of him, with a sense of familiarity and also a sense of distance.

  This yard has been sealed for over a decade and was only cleaned up last month, allowing Ling Feng to move in.

  Her eyes stared blankly at the tightly closed door, her thoughts drifting away slowly. That year, he had brought her back to the Murong Manor, hiding everything from her, unable to let her know the truth. But she still refused him, and so he kept her confined in this small courtyard, until that day...

  At this point, a hint of fear also flashed in his eyes, as if the cruel scene from that year reappeared before him.

  He suddenly came back to himself, his eyes darting towards the room with a flicker of hesitation, but when he saw the figure reflected in the dim candlelight, the uncontrollable excitement in his eyes escaped once again.

  Without any hesitation, Murong Lie suddenly stepped forward and hastily walked out of the room. As soon as he approached, his hand quickly pushed open the door without warning.

  Murong Lingfeng turned around with a hint of joy, but when he saw Murong Lie standing straight outside the door, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

  It's so late, what is he doing here? She wouldn't foolishly think that he cares about her.

  "What's wrong, you see me coming and that's your attitude?" Murong Lie didn't pay attention to Ling Feng seeing him after his face suddenly turned gloomy, and he slowly stepped into the room.

  Murong Lingfeng's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and although Murong Lie's tone was tinged with a hint of softness, she felt an inexplicable sense of danger and strangeness. Strangeness? Murong Lingfeng's eyes widened slightly as she suddenly realized that just now, Murong Lie had referred to herself as "I"?

  Such a title used in front of her, in this ancient era, seems too strange.

  Ling Feng slightly got up, looked through his side towards the outside of the door, and found that there was no one behind him. He couldn't help but feel a slight shock in his heart. So late, what did he want to do by coming here alone?

  However, no matter what, she is now Mu Rong Ling Feng. As the saying goes, a tiger does not eat its own son. Even if Mu Rong Lie is ruthless, he will not harm his own woman, unless he already knows that she is not the real Mu Rong Ling Feng. But that's impossible, this matter, she has never told anyone about it, including Mu Rong Ling Yun.

  "Dad, it's so late, is there something going on?" Ling Feng said with a slight awkwardness, calling him that for the first time, feeling a little strange.

  But at this moment she didn't know why, subconsciously wanting to call out to him, as if emphasizing something in her subconscious mind.

  Murong Lie's face stiffened slightly, and a hint of astonishment flashed through his eyes as he exclaimed, "What did you just call me?" She had witnessed the events of that year with her own eyes, and she could be said to hate him to the bone - how could she possibly call him 'dad'?

  A cold smile flashed across his icy face, and the corners of his lips curled up in a clear mockery. "What? Now you're calling me 'dad'?" He had seen her stubbornness before, but he hadn't expected that at this moment she would give up on it. There was only one reason for that - she wanted him to let her off.

  Ling Feng was secretly shocked, could it be that Murong Lingfeng had never shouted at him before? What kind of hatred did he and Murong Lingfeng have between them, that would make him...

  But what he said also made her wonder, his words, why did she call him at this moment, was it for some special reason?

  Murong Lingfeng's face sank slightly, but a hint of a cold smile flashed at the corner of his lips as he said half-truly and half-falsely, "What? Did I call out incorrectly?" This sentence was a question, yet also a probe.

  "Haha, haha, haha," Murong Lie said with a sly smile, taking another step closer to Ling Feng, stopping only when he was less than a meter away from her. A faint smile played on his lips as he said, "You think that just because you call me 'dad', I'll let you go?" As he spoke, his hand quickly wrapped around Ling Feng's waist.

  Ling Feng's eyes widened again, and a flash of unbelievable anger quickly passed through the depths of her pupils. "You... what do you want to do?" She really couldn't believe it at this moment, wasn't Murong Lingfeng his daughter? How could he, how could he do this to her...

  She was so angry that she forgot how she should have reacted.

  "What am I doing?" Mu Rong Lie's smile slowly spread across his lips, "What am I doing? You wouldn't understand, would you?" As he spoke, the arm wrapped around Ling Feng suddenly tightened, and his lips leaned in close to Ling Feng's ear, whispering, "This can't be blamed on me, blame it on you, you're just too tempting."

  Murong Lingfeng's body was visibly stiff, his eyes flashing with indignation as he opened them repeatedly. This man... actually...