Chapter 51

  "He's doing this, and you have two consequences: one, becoming Meng Ruxue's scapegoat and being killed by the Crown Prince; or two, if the Crown Prince doesn't make a move, he'll remarry Meng Ruxue and throw you out. Either way, he wants to push you into the eighteenth level of hell." Bai Yichen's voice seemed to have added a few more serious tones, or perhaps from his perspective, that was indeed what he thought.

  His words paused slightly, and his face softened a little more, "And I can..."

  "I'd rather go down to the eighteenth layer of hell than turn back and look at you, this grass trampled by horses."

  Meng Fu Ying's lips moved slightly, a faint smile, low voice, abruptly interrupted Bai Yi Chen's words, making Bai Yi Chen's handsome face change several times in an instant, from white to green and then back to white, it was quite thrilling.

  Qing Zhu's lips twitched violently a few times, Master's words were indeed too venomous. But seeing Bai Yichen's face, she really wanted to laugh, but in the end, she still managed to suppress it with great difficulty. After all, some consideration was needed.

  "Hahaha......" Just a wall, but came the sound of unscrupulous laughter, "Good, worthy of being my woman, enough personality."

  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 curled up slightly, 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 Lord Meng. He sat leisurely on the wall, his light voice carrying a hint of smugness, seemingly speaking to Bai Yichen, but also as if speaking to Meng Fu Ying."

  Meng Fu Ying's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she thought that between her and him, it 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 hatred 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 any 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 he spoke, the sword in his hand swayed slightly, as if wanting to be drawn out.

  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 Jing Yu 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 Xue Ao squatting on the ground with him, with a slightly dissatisfied protest.

  Meng Fu Ying's eyebrows 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 wanted to come down, could a single Snow Leopard stop him?

  His footsteps were light and he seemed slightly dazed, 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... that would be..." His voice, tinged with amusement, came again, this time with even more teasing.

  "If you come down, wouldn't that be tantamount to admitting guilt of having an affair?" Meng Fu Ying's lips slightly curled up. In fact, putting aside his identity, talking to him and 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.