It was nearly evening when Jun Wuji finally emerged from the palace.

Upon returning home, he couldn't wait to find the person he had been longing for all day.

To my surprise, upon entering the back courtyard, I saw my little self sitting face-to-face with a strikingly handsome man dressed in a maple-red robe, leisurely sipping tea and chatting happily.

The stingy man immediately felt uncomfortable and strode over to where the two were.

He pulled Di Beiyao into his arms and asked, "Madam, who is he?"

His tone was extremely mournful, with a hint of grievance in it.

However, when he looked at Beitang Feng across from him, his narrow phoenix eyes were filled with a strong sense of danger and warning.

When Beitang Feng met Jun Wuji's eyes, he first felt a chill run down his spine, then suddenly realized:

Wait a minute, according to seniority, I'm now Jun Wuji's brother-in-law.

What's he so afraid of? It should be Jun Wuji who's afraid now!

Having figured this out, the handsome man immediately straightened his posture, puffed out his back, and adopted an air of "I'm the boss."

"A cheap older brother who came along halfway," Di Beiyao glanced at Beitang Feng sitting opposite him and said casually.

She turned around and wrapped her small arms around Jun Wuji's firm waist, burying her face in his chest and nuzzling him affectionately.

This gesture completely pleased the man who was currently consumed by jealousy, and he gently patted her head with his large hand.

"Have you chosen your wedding dress yet?" Her tone was so gentle it could melt your heart.

"Alright, I've picked out your wedding dress. Would you like to try it on and see if it fits?"

Her tone was soft and sweet, with a hint of cloying sweetness.

Beitang Feng, standing to the side, suddenly felt completely overwhelmed.

Is the difference between people really that big? My younger sister wasn't talking to me like that just now.

She clearly possesses an aura of serene purity, like a snow lotus atop a snow-capped mountain, so why does she transform into a shy, delicate woman when she's with Jun Wuji?

He's clearly her own brother, okay? It's heartbreaking, it hurts him so much!

"Cough cough cough!" You two, can't you treat me like a human being?

Two icy gazes swept towards Beitang Feng simultaneously.

Beitang Feng: "..." Life is too hard, I'm suffering so much!

"Why did you say that this person was your brother just now, Madam?" Jun Wuji was puzzled. His Yao'er had a brother? How come he didn't know?

Di Beiyao shrugged. "He said so."

"There are many swindlers in this world nowadays, Madam, please don't easily believe what others say."

"Madam is innocent and kind, please don't be fooled." Jun Wuji said with a serious expression.

Di Beiyao burst out laughing, while Beitang Feng suddenly stood up and pointed at Jun Wuji.

"Jun Wuji, you, you, you, don't think that just because you're my idol you can slander me like this!"

"How could I, the dignified Master of the Seven Killings Pavilion, resemble a charlatan?!"

The Seven Kill Pavilion Master? His narrow, phoenix-like eyes narrowed dangerously, and his thin lips parted slightly, revealing his "Shadow Blade."

No sooner had Jun Wuji finished speaking than Yingren appeared behind Beitang Feng like a ghost.

A gleaming dagger was held against Beitang Feng's neck.

Very close, so close that with just the slightest exertion of Shadow Blade, Beitang Feng would instantly be splattered with blood.

Beitang Feng: "..." Damn it, you think you can take advantage of my being so unguarded?

Unexpectedly, Shadow Blade, ranked first in the Canglan Kingdom's lightness skill rankings, was right next to Jun Wuji.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Di Beiyao knew that Jun Wuji was probably thinking about the assassination attempt from last time and was now serious, so he quickly spoke up to stop him.

"No, he really is my brother. Take it easy, don't actually slit his throat."