Chapter 43

  Bai Yichen was shocked and his eyes quickly turned to the people on the wall, his face also becoming increasingly ugly. Originally, being humiliated by Meng Cuiying had already made him furious, and now he was being ridiculed so brazenly by someone else. How could he endure this?

  At the same time, he was also shocked, and Bu Jingyun appeared on the wall, but he didn't notice at all!

  "What, the great Bu Bu Da Xia actually has a habit of eavesdropping." His icy voice carried a few obvious sneers and also hid a few biting murderous intentions, slowly spreading in the darkness, making people tremble.

  If he didn't know that he wasn't a match for Bu Jingyun, he would have probably rushed over and torn Bu Jingyun to pieces by now.

  "Eavesdropping? I don't have those messy habits like Bai Gongzi, I'm sitting here openly and honestly listening." Bu Xingyu's voice came again, light and without a hint of anger, seemingly with a few hints of amusement.

  At this moment, the sky was a bit dark, and he was a bit far away. Moreover, he still wore his mask, so I couldn't see the expression on his face.

  Meng Fu Ying's lips slightly curled up, and he listened with a bright and upright expression.

  He is indeed a bright and upright listener, does he need to eavesdrop?

  Bai Yichen, you overestimate yourself too much.

  Bai Yichen's eyes were filled with a cold, murderous aura that slowly rose and spread to the sides of his face. His hands, hanging at his sides, continuously clenched into fists, and his entire face turned a sickly pale color.

  "What's more, someone is making a move on my woman, can I just ignore it?" Bu Jingyun's eyes slightly turned towards Meng Fuying, the smile in his voice becoming even more apparent.

  That snow leopard, which was originally blocking Bai Yichen's path, had now slipped under the wall and was staring at Bu Jingyun with a fierce gaze. After all, someone who climbs walls in the middle of the night is naturally more dangerous in its eyes.

  So, Bu Jingyun remained sitting on the wall and didn't come down.

  "Your woman? Hmph, is she really your woman?" Bai Yichen heard his words and let out a cold hum, the mocking intent becoming even more apparent.

  "That's for sure, I've given the betrothal gift myself to Master Meng. He sat leisurely on the wall, his light voice carrying a hint of smug laughter, seemingly speaking to Bai Yichen, but also as if saying it for Meng Fu Ying to hear."

  Meng Fu Ying's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she thought that between her and him was just a simple transaction, but his words?

  Bai Yichen's expression turned cold, after all, he was the most clear about what happened that day. Originally, it was because of that day's events that he hated Bu Jingyun, and now hearing him mention it so lightly, his anger reached its peak.

  Only, he had always heard that Bu Jingyun's martial arts were exceptional, so he hesitated and didn't dare to make a move.

  "Now, clear the area. All idle people quickly leave. If there are still those who don't know what's good for them, I won't mind coming over personally to chase them away. It's been a long time since I've taken action, my hand is itching for it. Moreover, my Qilin Sword seems to be getting restless too." Bu Jingyun's voice suddenly turned several degrees colder, with an overtone of menace.

  As they spoke, his hand slightly moved, as if wanting to draw out the sword.

  Bai Yichen's face turned pale in an instant, the Qilin sword was out, and it had to see blood, see blood seal the throat, no one survived. This is what everyone knows in Jianghu.

  Bai Yichen no matter how arrogant and unwilling he was, at this moment, he didn't dare to try the Qilin Sword.

  The hand hidden in the sleeve, tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again. The face changed several times in an instant, but in the end, it still turned around and left.

  However, when leaving, he still didn't forget to glare fiercely at Meng Fu Ying.

  In those eyes, there was a hint of resentment and a few parts of ruthlessness.

  Meng Fu Ying's lips curled up in a cold smile again, humph, just like that, really contemptible. If Shi Yin was a bandit at this moment, he would have thrown her into hell already.

  What a ridiculous man he is.

  "Can't you open it and let me down?" After Bai Yichen left, Bu Jingyu glanced at the Snow Leopard squatting on the ground with him, with a hint of dissatisfaction.

  Meng Fu Ying's eyebrow slightly raised, and she gave him a light glance. Her red lips parted, and she spoke slowly, word by word, "Just sit up there, it's cooler and the view is better."

  If he wants to come down, can a single Snow Leopard stop him?

  His footsteps were light and he seemed slightly stunned, but that mask had concealed all his expressions.

  "I'm sitting on this wall, if someone sees me, they'll think I'm here for a secret tryst... " His voice, tinged with amusement, came again, this time with even more teasing.

  "If you come down, wouldn't that be tantamount to admitting the crime of having an affair?" Meng Fu Ying's lips slightly curled up. In fact, putting aside his identity and just talking to him or chatting with him was still quite relaxing.

  After strolling around for a day, she felt somewhat tired and walked over to the stone table in the center of the courtyard and sat down. Dong Er quickly brought tea over.

  "Miss, have a cup of tea."

  "En." Meng Fu Ying took the tea and slowly savored it, completely ignoring the person on the wall. A certain man's eyes blazed with anger, this woman was truly heartless.

  "Hey, you're being too heartless, aren't you? I just helped you chase away that cheap slut, and this is how you treat me?" The man finally showed signs of anger, his voice full of discontented accusations.

  "The unit of measurement for grass is 'root', even if it's worthless grass, it's still one root of worthless grass." Meng Cuo Ying corrected very seriously, using "root" would be too flattering to Bai Yichen, but she was quite in agreement with the description of Bu Jing Yu as that worthless grass.

  Qing Zhu's lips twitched again, and Master's words were getting more and more speechless.

  At this time, however, it is a serious correction of this issue.

  "You... You woman." Bu Jingyun was stunned for a moment, and then said in a low voice again, but his tone seemed to have added a few more hints of helpless laughter.

  Meng Fu Ying continued sipping her tea, guessing the reason why Bu Jing Yun had come today.

  For a while, neither of them spoke again.

  Silence, a moment of silence. The usually calm and collected Shi Yingyu, sitting on the wall, seemed to have shifted his body slightly, his eyes also gazing at her again, pondering for a moment before slowly speaking, "Do you really want to marry Xuan Yuan Ye?"

  Meng Fu's eyes widened slightly, and she hadn't expected him to suddenly ask this question. Thinking that he must know Xuan Yuan Ye, her eyebrows rose slightly, "This matter seems to have nothing to do with you."

  Whether or not she marries is not a matter of whether or not she wants to, because no one has ever asked for her opinion, who would care if she was willing to marry.

  He chose, the emperor issued a holy decree, she had to marry, if not, that would be defying the imperial order, which was punishable by death. What difference did her willingness or unwillingness make?

  "Hehe...". Bù Jīng Yǔ suddenly chuckled and said, "If you don't want to marry, then I'll take you away to elope."

  In that voice, there seemed to be a hint of laughter, yet it also seemed to carry a hint of something unusual.

  Meng Fu Ying almost choked on the tea she had just drunk, fortunately, she swallowed it in time and slowly raised her eyes to look at him, "For someone who can't show their true face, I really don't have any interest."

  Eloped, really unexpected of him.

  She wouldn't be stupid enough to elope with him even if she didn't want to get married.

  Just as her voice fell, she felt a flash in front of her eyes, and Stepping Feather had already sat down in front of her, while Xue Bao was still motionless, squatting at the corner of the wall, apparently having been struck by him.

  "Well, then I'll let you see my true face. How about that?" He sat opposite her, his eyes staring straight at hers, speaking slowly and deliberately, the laughter gone from his voice, replaced by a hint of solemnity.

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  Second time.

  "Is it robbery again?" The man narrowed his eyes, looking at her with a hint of a smile, his expression unclear and unfathomable.

  This time, he wanted to see where she could escape to?

  "Alright, alright." She smiled brightly with sparkling eyes.

  "Not thinking of taking advantage of the situation?" As he gazed at her with a smile that was as calm as a cloud, his lips curled slightly, and a hint of unusual color floated in his deep eyes.

  "There's a 'husband' at home who is so charming that he can overturn the country and the city, how can I possibly flirt with others outside? When I go out, my 'husband' reminds me, don't pick those wildflowers by the roadside, my 'husband' is waiting for me to come back...". She suddenly stopped smiling, her face turned serious, her expression as solemn as possible. Before she even finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

  "Do you still want to escape?" The next moment, he leaned forward, firmly locking her in place, his voice clearly carrying a hint of gritted teeth.

  This time, if he lets her escape again, he won't be Baili Xuan anymore.