The moon was bright and the stars were few. Outside the city, by the stream behind the Jingyue Nunnery, stood a girl dressed in thin clothes.

The young girl had beautiful features and a slender figure. Her plain white dress made her look even more delicate and frail.

This person is Song Yuhui, who has been sent to Jingyue Nunnery for twelve days!

These days, she feels like each day is an eternity!

Fortunately, the appearance of Wu's young master gave her a place to vent her anger!

In the past, she would naturally have ignored the young man from the Wu family, but she needed someone to stand up for her, so she condescended to deal with him.

Fortunately, this person is capable of accomplishing things!

Even the young nuns at Jingyue Nunnery know today that the sixth young lady of the Marquis of Changping's mansion condoned her servant's plot to murder for money, which shows that the news must be spreading like wildfire throughout the city.

Two days after the incident, Marquis Changping went to the Song residence to beg for mercy.

Grandfather couldn't possibly be unaware that she was involved in this!

But her grandfather did not send anyone to admonish her, which shows that he approved of what she did!

If that's the case, she should let Jiang Segu know how powerful she is.

Before sunset, she sent her maid to tell Wu Feitao that they would meet at their usual spot that evening.

A cool night breeze carrying the scent of the stream made Song Yuhui, who wasn't wearing a cloak, shiver, and anger stained her snow-white face.

Why isn't Wu Feitao here yet!

Just as she was cursing Wu Feitao in her heart, she felt a warmth on her body as a cloak with a masculine aura was draped over her shoulders.

Immediately, the annoyance on her face disappeared, replaced by a delicate shyness.

She turned around, her beautiful eyes glancing at Wu Feitao with a hint of allure, then gave a slight curtsy and softly called out, "Young Master Wu..."

Wu Feitao quickly grabbed her slender, soft shoulders, "Huiniang, don't be so formal with me!"

Song Yuhui was annoyed by his disrespect, but she only said shyly, "Young Master Wu, you..."

Her voice was as delicate and beautiful as her figure, yet it also carried a captivating charm.

Wu Feitao knew he had been reckless, but seeing that Song Yuhui wasn't angry and instead looked shy, he naturally couldn't bear to let go. Instead, he boldly pulled her into his arms even more!

Song Yuhui was truly enraged now!

Because she still needed Wu Feitao to do things for her, she couldn't afford to break off relations for the time being, so she could only sob and cry.

Hearing her cries, Wu Feitao quickly let go.

Looking down at Song Yuhui, whose face was pale in the moonlight and whose eyes were brimming with tears, he felt a pang of tenderness and apologized repeatedly, "I was impetuous for a moment, Huiniang, don't cry, I will never be so rash again!"

Song Yuhui's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she gently bit her pink lips, looking like she had been wronged, but she didn't say anything and didn't blame anyone.

Wu Feitao apologized again, and even slapped himself in the face.

"Why do you have to degrade yourself like this! I've already lost my reputation and am no longer the noble lady that everyone in the capital talks about. It's only natural that you don't respect me and look down on me!"

As Song Yuhui spoke, she turned away sadly, her tone mournful and helpless, but her face was as cold and somber as the bottom of a stream where the moonlight could not reach.

"No, you will always be like a fairy in my heart! It's all that wild girl Jiang Segu's fault. She maliciously slandered you in public, and she's the one who caused you to fall to this state! Don't worry, I won't let her get away with this!"

Song Yuhui turned back around, reverting to her previous pitiful state, and said with a hint of panic, "Today I heard from the little nun who went down the mountain to do some shopping that there are rumors in the city that the sixth sister of the Jiang family has let someone commit a crime and caused a death. I asked you to come here tonight to ask if this matter is related to you?"

"That's right! She's caused you such a miserable state, so naturally I can't let her get away with it!"

“I’m not miserable. I’m willing to spend the rest of my life with a Buddhist lamp and a Buddha statue. You should stop now and stop hurting the sixth sister of the Jiang family! If people find out that you are involved in this matter and investigate further, they will find out about your relationship with me, and your life will be over! I have no hope left in this life anyway, and I don’t want you to fall into the same predicament as me!”

Upon hearing this, Wu Feitao felt as comforted as if he had drunk hot water in the dead of winter.

"I know you're worried about me, but who is my father? As long as I don't commit treason like rebellion, no one can do anything to me!"

Besides, I wasn't the one who poisoned Ding Weichang. At most, I just instigated others to spread rumors about Shunde!

Don't worry, I'll be fine! Even if someone traces it back to me, it's just because I'm hopelessly in love with you and can't bear to see you being bullied, that's why I took advantage of your misfortune!

Only after Wu Feitao assured her once again that she wouldn't be implicated did Song Yuhui feel at ease.

The thought that Jiang Segu was still safe and sound at home, with only a slightly damaged reputation, and that if the Marquis of Changping's mansion came forward to say that the servant had stolen his master's property and fled to Shunde, and that the murder and robbery had nothing to do with Jiang Segu, and that Jiang Segu would still be carefree in the future, Song Yuhui's anger was hard to quell!

Thinking of this, a faint mist once again clouded her eyes, and she gracefully bowed to Wu Feitao again.

"Thank you for your mercy, Young Master Wu! I am not a heartless person. I know you are genuinely kind to me. If my reputation is not tarnished, I will..."

Her face flushed crimson, and she looked at Wu Feitao with a desolate expression, "In the end, we are not meant to be!"

She quickly lowered her head, and a large tear fell from her eye.

Wu Feitao was heartbroken. He disregarded all etiquette and grabbed Song Yuhui's hand. "I don't care what others say about you. As long as you're willing, I'll immediately ask my mother to propose marriage to the Song family!"

Song Yuhui angrily pulled her hand away and said sadly, "I care! I don't want to get married looking disheveled. I don't want my future husband to be talked about because of me!"

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