Chapter 104 Good Dog, I'll Be On Top Tonight?

After finishing in the kitchen, Fu Qinghuai took Xie Xun directly to the east courtyard where Fu Qingyan lived.

Han Cui was playing with the birds in the yard when she saw Fu Qinghuai come in. She quickly bowed and said, "Uncle..."

Fu Qinghuai didn't even look at her, but stepped forward and stared at Fu Qingyan, who came out after hearing the noise, "Keep an eye on the people in your courtyard."

"Brother, what's wrong? Who made you angry again?"

Fu Qingyan immediately put on a harmless smile, his gaze sweeping over Xie Xun with a hint of provocation, "So you're in such a hurry to bring your sister-in-law to my courtyard to interrogate me?"

Fu Qinghuai completely ignored his brother's feigned innocence and said coldly, "If I hear anyone from your courtyard bothering Xunxun again, you can forget about your allowance this month."

"Brother, you're wronging me."

Fu Qingyan spread her hands in grievance, but her eyes swept over Xie Xun like a venomous snake. She sneered, "I'm too busy doting on my sister-in-law to let anyone bother her."

He deliberately pronounced the word "pain" in an ambiguous way.

However, Xie Xun suddenly chuckled and took half a step forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with Fu Qinghuai.

"My second brother really needs to be disciplined. This morning, Concubine Han Cui came to tell me..."

He paused deliberately, pleased to see Fu Qingyan's smile stiffen slightly, before continuing, "He said that my second brother often complains to him that I am not worthy of marrying you, Commander Fu, given my background."

Upon hearing this, Fu Qingyan's face instantly darkened, but he quickly forced a smile.

"Sister-in-law, you're joking. This wretch must be spouting nonsense!"

As he spoke, he glared fiercely at Han Cui and continued, "Brother and sister-in-law, please don't misunderstand."

"That would be best."

Fu Qinghuai pulled Xie Xun behind him, completely blocking Fu Qingyan's view. "Remember, Xie Xun is your sister-in-law. If I hear any more gossip..."

His gaze was sharp as a knife, and he said coldly, "Then you can move out of the Governor's Mansion and go there yourself."

Fu Qingyan's smile froze instantly, his fingertips digging deep into his palm.

He lowered his eyes to conceal the malice surging within them, but his voice remained respectful, "Brother is right, I will certainly discipline my servants properly."

However, Han Cui, who was standing to the side, was already trembling with fear and knelt down with a thud.

"My lord, please forgive me! I will never do it again!"

Fu Qinghuai didn't even bother to give Xie Xun a glance, and turned to leave with him.

Only after the two figures completely disappeared outside the moon gate did Fu Qingyan slowly raise his head. His face was devoid of any respect, only twisted resentment remained.

He kicked Han Cui, who was kneeling, on the shoulder, yelling, "You're all talk and no action!"

Han Cui was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face, but she dared not cry out loud.

"Just you wait and see..."

Fu Qingyan stared at Xie Xun's reaction as he left, and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, "On our wedding day, I will make you pay."

On the way back, Fu Qinghuai immediately turned into a clingy person again, hugging Xie Xun's waist and burying his face in Xie Xun's neck.

"Xunxun, I've stood up for you, shouldn't you get some reward?"

What do you want?

Xie Xun leaned close to the person's ear and whispered, "Good dog, shall I be on top tonight?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Qinghuai's blood boiled with lust, and as he was about to do something, he met Xie Xun's smiling, fox-like eyes, which made him even more excited.

...

In the days that followed, the Governor's Mansion appeared calm on the surface, but undercurrents were turbulent beneath.

Fu Qingyan had indeed become much more well-behaved, and Han Cui dared not provoke him anymore. Xiao Chu was even more respectful to them. But Xie Xun still felt that there was a pair of sinister eyes watching him from the shadows.

Late that night, Fu Qinghuai swaggered in through the window as usual, but instead of rushing at him as he usually did, he did not.

He leaned against the bedside, his face pale, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Xie Xun frowned and stepped forward, making a hand seal, but it had no effect. He could only help the person sit on the edge of the bed.

"What’s wrong with you?"

“The Mirror Spirit… is resisting.”

He was panting, his fingers gripping Xie Xun's hand tightly. "He wants to completely control me on our wedding day."

Xie Xun frowned. "Can you hold on?"

Fu Qinghuai smiled weakly and hugged him tightly, "For Xunxun's sake, I will definitely hold on..."

Before he could finish speaking, his body suddenly sank, and he collapsed onto Xie Xun.

"Fu Qinghuai!"

Xie Xun helped him up and found that he was sweating on his forehead and had closed his eyes, but he was still conscious, though he was in a daze.

What he couldn't see was that Fu Qinghuai's pupils were moving rapidly under his eyelids, sometimes as black as ink, sometimes with an eerie grayish-white tinge.

The backlash from the Mirror Spirit came faster than expected.

Fu Qinghuai used all his strength to maintain his composure and spoke with difficulty:

"Be careful...the wedding dress..."

After saying that, he collapsed completely into Xie Xun's arms.

The next morning, Lin Huairou came in carrying a bright red wedding robe, beaming with joy, and said, "Young Master, the wedding robe is ready! Please try it on!"

Xie Xun remembered Fu Qinghuai's warning and carefully examined the wedding dress.

Sure enough, I felt several hard objects in the inner lining layer. They were densely packed embroidery needles, the tips of which had an abnormally dark blue hue.

"Who sent this wedding dress?" he asked in a deep voice.

"It was sent by Concubine Han Cui from Second Master's courtyard. She said she personally oversaw the changes..." Lin Huairou was so frightened that her face turned pale.

Xie Xun sneered.

Fu Qingyan couldn't hold back any longer.

He calmly put away the poisoned needles and instructed Lin Huairou, "Go tell the guards in the commander's courtyard that I want to go to a temple outside the city to burn incense before the wedding."

Fu Qinghuai remained unconscious, the Mirror Spirit was watching him intently, and Fu Qingyan had already made his move.

This grand wedding has become a matter of life and death.

Unfortunately, Xie Xun was never one to sit idly by and wait for his doom.

Now that the opponent has made their move, he must take the initiative and launch a counterattack to influence everyone's plans.

A moment later, Lin Huairou rushed in to report, "Young Master, the guards said the Commander-in-Chief has ordered that with the wedding approaching, it is not advisable to go out..."

Just as I expected.

Fu Qinghuai had clearly made arrangements before he fell into a coma, both to protect him and to restrict his movements.

"It's alright."

Xie Xun turned around and continued, "Go to the Xie family and invite Steward Zhou over. Tell him I need to take stock of the dowry."

Upon receiving his order, Zhou Wei quickly arrived, still displaying the shrewd and capable demeanor of a butler. "What are your orders, young master?"

Xie Xun gestured for Lin Huairou to leave and closed the doors and windows.

Zhou Wei,

He looked directly into Zhou Wei's eyes. "Do you still remember the live stream? Do you remember the paper figures in the haunted house? Do you still remember the cruise ship?"

Zhou Wei looked confused. "What are you saying, young master? This old servant doesn't understand..."

"What about this one?"

Xie Xun suddenly made a move, shooting a poisoned needle straight at Zhou Wei's face!

In an instant, Zhou Wei's eyes sharpened, and his body instinctively dodged to the side, his movements so fast that they were unlike those of an ordinary butler.

Once he regained his footing, his expression changed. "What does this mean, young master?"

"The response is good."

Xie Xun put away the remaining poisoned needles. "It seems your body still remembers."

Zhou Wei remained silent for a moment, then rubbed his temples.

Although he didn't know what Xie Xun meant, the muscle memory he had just experienced did indeed confuse him.

Confused like this, he couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"I've been having strange dreams lately. I dream that I'm always handling certain things, and they call me... Captain Zhou..."

Upon seeing this, Xie Xun's eyes lit up, and he immediately replied.

“That’s not a dream, Captain Zhou. You are Captain Zhou from the Special Incident Handling Bureau.”

He began to recount in detail to Zhou Wei their shared experiences, “Last month in Kowloon Walled City, we handled a case involving a haunted house, a cruise ship incident, and sea cockroaches. We got drawn into this mural world because of our investigation into the mummified corpses at the Liu Family Ancestral Hall…”

"A haunted house...yes, and sea cockroaches too..."

Zhou Wei pressed his temples hard, his voice gradually becoming clearer, "Back then, we were monitoring that anchor, Brother Qiangzi... and Lao Liu..."

Xie Xun nodded repeatedly as he listened.

"It seems your memory is returning."

Xie Xun patted his shoulder with one hand and said in an unquestionable tone, "Listen carefully now, we are all trapped in the illusion created by Fu Qingyan, who is also Fu Qinghuai's clone. This is the world of murals."

"Now that Fu Qinghuai is unconscious, the wedding day could very well be a trap."

"Fu Qingyan has probably partnered with that human-skin lantern from the Liu family. We'll tell you the details after we get out."