In a secluded courtyard,

A woman dressed in black and wearing a black veil was meditating when she suddenly clutched her chest and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The veil was dyed a glaring dark red.

Her beautiful eyes also turned eerily red.

The old man, hearing the commotion, quickly came in from outside.

Seeing her like that, I felt so sorry for her that I jumped up and down.

"Wan'er, I told you long ago that this Bone Heart Stone is very strange, and the clone technique is even stranger. If you do it hastily, you will surely suffer a backlash. Why are you doing this?"

The woman slowly raised her eyes.

His eyes were lifeless and cold.

"Master, my name is Qi Huang."

Jiang Hengsong was heartbroken.

I was both angry and helpless.

"Damn Xiao Jiuhe, I shouldn't have let him come to see you. You bastard, you could have lived a happy and carefree life without him."

Qi Huang smiled bitterly.

“Master, if it weren’t for him, I would have died nineteen years ago.”

She pulled off the soiled face towel.

A pale face was revealed, and on the left cheek, several black, tentacle-like scars had appeared.

She didn't care at all and casually took another veil and put it on.

"I haven't fully mastered the Bone Heart Stone's clone technique yet. I just sensed that Jiang Qingwan's self-awareness is awakening. Master, please help me."

She closed her eyes again after she finished speaking.

A black and gold light shimmered around him.

Countless mysterious and ancient talismans were constantly entwined.

Although Jiang Hengsong disagreed, he knew he couldn't stop it.

He quickly gathered his spiritual power and applied it to Qi Huang's brow.

Inside the racecourse,

Jiang Qingwan heard someone calling her.

Tell her to run slower.

But her body was out of her control.

In pursuit of even greater speed, it slowly stood up, gripping the reins.

The wind howled past.

The wind blew her long hair, which was tied up, into a beautiful ponytail.

The next moment, a warm body suddenly appeared behind her, pulling her tightly into its embrace.

All the loosened restraints suddenly tightened.

She jerked her hair away, breathing heavily.

As the white horse slowed down, Mo Yunhan's worries still lingered.

"Luckily, this horse is well-trained; otherwise, with your riding style, you would definitely fall off."

The falcon caught up, raising its neck defiantly and breathing hot air at the white horse before galloping forward and provocatively flicking its pure black tail across the horse's face.

It had a rather arrogant air about it, like "Come and fight if you dare."

Every horse selected for the Royal Horse Stud is a fine steed.

Provoked, his competitive spirit was instantly ignited.

The white horse neighed angrily at the falcon.

The horse's hooves pounded restlessly.

Mo Yunhan hilariously stretched out his riding crop and hit the falcon.

"Don't cause trouble."

The falcon took two steps forward, then began to wag its rump at the white horse's face.

No horse could tolerate this.

The white horse immediately reared up and gave chase.

But the falcon is faster.

Like a black lightning bolt, it sped away towards the horizon.

Not to be outdone, the white horse followed closely behind.

The sudden increase in force caused Jiang Qingwan to crash hard into Mo Yunhan's arms.

Startled, she cried out, her body tensing up.

Mo Yunhan couldn't help but laugh and tease her, recalling how she had galloped away on horseback just now.

"Weren't you quite brave when you were riding by yourself? Why are you so timid in my arms?"

As he spoke, he deliberately raised his riding whip.

It made a whooshing sound as it swung through the air.

Encouraged, the white horse ran even faster.

Jiang Qingwan turned around and hugged Mo Yunhan's waist, which made him burst into hearty laughter.

Under the rising sun, happiness is vibrant.

It was past noon when we left the horse farm.

Jiang Qingwan was unwilling to ride a horse anymore, feeling her legs trembling.

The inner thighs felt even more uncomfortable.

He then walked slowly.

Rare free time,

Mo Yunhan let Falcon walk by on its own, took Jiang Qingwan's small hand in his, and spoke to her occasionally.

When we came across Baicishan Villa, we were surprised to find that there was a lot of people coming and going at the entrance, which was quite lively.

A man who looked like a butler was busy making arrangements.

"Be careful not to break anything. These ornaments are very expensive. Even if you sell them, you can't afford to pay for them."

Mo Yunhan was surprised.

He stopped, intending to ask, but Jiang Qingwan seemed not to have seen him and continued walking straight ahead. Because he was holding her hand, she only stopped after taking two steps.

She turned to him suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong? Why aren't you moving?"

Seeing her so calm, Mo Yunhan couldn't help but point to Bai Ci Manor.

"Did you send these people? Why did you suddenly order the cleanup of the estate?"

Jiang Qingwan turned her head to look.

"What estate? Whose estate is this? Yours?"

Mo Yunhan was stunned.

A man who looked like a butler strode over aggressively.

"Make way, make way! Can't you see the goods are coming? Who do you think you are, blocking someone's gate? You have no manners at all."

Mo Yunhan frowned.

“This is your estate? This is clearly my wife’s estate.”

Jiang Qingwan suddenly looked up.

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he instantly accepted the statement.

Her face suddenly tightened.

The voice was spoken very quickly.

“This is my estate, get out of my way.”

The butler chuckled.

“I understand. You all know about Princess Yun, right? You think that since Princess Yun is dead, this manor has become ownerless and you want to take it for yourselves? How ridiculous. My master is Princess Yun’s distant cousin and her only relative in this world. He should inherit everything from Princess Yun. Go back to where you came from.”

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