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Chapter Eight
On the way, Zhou Yulin, carrying a plate, drifted off into a daze.
If what that voice told him was true, then Chen Muyao's so-called three years of seclusion after being seriously injured was actually spent having sex with female cultivators every day! ? His seemingly aloof and arrogant nemesis was actually a complete lecher behind the scenes?
Zhou Yulin didn't trust her nemesis's character, but if the other party's character was this bad, then she felt she needed to re-evaluate him.
Moreover, she also wanted to know whether this person with the spirit of immortals and the heart of a sword was chosen by the Heavenly Dao or just a character created for a light novel under the so-called restrictions on writing style.
Halfway there, Zhou Yulin belatedly realized a problem: which room was Chen Muyao staying in? Fortunately, a maid happened to pass by and pointed Zhou Yulin in the right direction.
After a long while, the door was finally opened. Without saying a word, Zhou Yulin shoved the pastries into Chen Muyao's arms and coldly said, "These are for you."
Then he left without looking back, as if it were a routine matter, until the other person living inside came out and asked, feeling wronged, "What pastries? Why didn't you bring me any?"
Birds chirped and chattered on the branches, and the swaying shadows cast dappled patterns. The boy holding the pastries seemed to remember something, and frowned. "Has the complaint from last time still not been approved?"
"No, I'll make a few more complaint calls another day."
Gu Ling, on the other hand, was exceptionally optimistic. He cheerfully took a piece of pastry, and when he picked up a second one, he said, "Aren't you going to eat some? It's quite delicious."
Upon hearing this, Chen Muyao picked up the pastries on the table, hesitated for a moment, then chose the prettiest rabbit-shaped pastry, carefully broke off a piece, and put it in her mouth.
"Cough." It was so sweet it was cloying. Chen Mu picked up the teacup next to him and took a sip of water, somewhat puzzled. What was so good about this stuff? Besides, the way that person had looked at him just now was as if they wanted to send him to meet the King of Hell.
I want to send them pastries, but I'm reluctant to do so.
Is this person sick?
Chen Muyao grew increasingly annoyed, and silently finished all the pastries on the table. Tsk, so what if they poisoned him? Was he afraid of them?
Wait! Chen Mu's expression changed drastically. It seemed that there really was poison hidden there.
"Miss is back? How was it? Did Mr. Chen have any pastries?"
Zhou Yulin got angry when she mentioned this, and said fiercely, "No."
June was somewhat disappointed. "Sigh, it's a shame they tampered with this pastry." Hearing the word "tampered with," Zhou Yulin's gloom vanished, her eyes lit up, and she grabbed June's hand as if she could become sworn sisters with her at any moment. "Tampered with it? You added poison to it?"
Such eager anticipation startled June, who immediately retorted, "How could you think that, Miss? I only added a note."
"What note?"
"Of course, it's a love confession note."
"Hey, Miss, where are you going?"
Zhou Yulin stood at the door, backlit, and asked earnestly, "I'm wondering if the probability of me dying by hanging myself is higher than the probability of me killing Chen Mu."
June:……
"Miss, how about... we move to another planet to live?"
Zhou Yulin: Waaaaah—the waters of West Lake, my tears.
On the other side, Chen Muyao slowly unfolded the note wrapped in the pastry. The handwriting was crooked and crooked, like a caterpillar crawling as it wrote the poem: "Young Master Chen, I am secretly watching you from the shadows."
Gu Ling, who was munching on pastries nearby, noticed Chen Muyao's solemn expression and couldn't help but feel curious. Just as she was about to step forward, the note was burned away by the indifferent young man's palm.
"Miss, don't be sad. I have 'The Complete Guide to Flirting with Men from Zero,' 'How to Win Over a Man in 360 Days,' and 'To Master This Skill, You Must First Fall in Love.' Surely one of them can help you."
"June." Zhou Yulin's expression was very serious, and she said righteously, "It's wrong of you to train your young lady like this. You should first practice it yourself and succeed before applying it to your young lady. After all, practice is the only way to test the truth."
June found it very reasonable and decided to read through all thirty books on dating overnight, and then find the most handsome man in the city to date.
Seeing that June had something to do, Zhou Yulin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Pshaw, Zhou Yulin isn't going to talk about dating!
"Wait, Miss, did you ask the Second Master for the letter he left for you?" June reminded Zhou Yulin, who then remembered this important matter that she had forgotten.
"I'll go right now."
Zhou Yulin rushed to the door of her second uncle's study, only to hear voices coming from inside: "Do you still keep your promise to me?"
"Protect the Zhou family and tell me where my brother is."
"nature."
"However, it seems that Second Master's sincerity is not enough."
"I've already sent people to dig out that spiritual vein in the mine, but three groups of people have already gone missing."
"Heh, I think this is something you should consider, Second Master, rather than leaving it to me. By the way, I heard your eldest brother has a daughter?"
Zhou Yuanling remained silent for only three seconds before replying, "She's just a woman who's good for nothing and good for making things worse."
"Tsk, I don't think so. I'm rather curious about the eldest daughter of the Zhou family, whom the patriarch was willing to risk his life for."
"..."
"Why aren't you saying anything? Oh dear, it seems someone has sneaked in." The person laughed and disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye. Zhou Yuanling, with a solemn expression, pushed open the door. There was no one outside. He looked around and saw only an empty corridor.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Yulin breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the other person, "Thanks, Gu Ling."
The moment her second uncle pushed open the door, Zhou Yulin was fortunate to have been teleported into his room by Gu Ling's magic; otherwise, she didn't know what would have happened to her. The other person inside was at least at the Golden Core stage, perhaps even stronger, and appeared to be a Daoist cultivator.
The Zhou family were merely merchants in the human realm. Why were they so connected with the immortal sects? Could it be that the original owner's father's disappearance was not an accident, but rather that he had been captured by someone? Zhou Yulin returned to her room with a heavy heart.
No one expected that the next morning, Wu Chi, the young master of the Wu family, would die at home.
The news spread like wildfire, and discussions about the murderer became a popular topic of conversation after everyone had eaten and drunk their fill.
"Miss, the master wants to see you in his study."
Zhou Yulin learned of this news from June early that morning and guessed that Zhou Yuanling suspected her of murder. Following the maid around, even though Zhou Yulin was not very familiar with this house, she realized that something was wrong. This road was not the way to her second uncle's study at all.
Standing in the secluded, abandoned courtyard, Zhou Yulin stopped in her tracks. "What do you want?" A glint flashed from the maid's sleeve, and a dagger lunged at Zhou Yulin. "I want to take your life, of course!"
Although her opponent possessed no spiritual power, their martial arts skills were formidable. After only a few moves, Zhou Yulin felt her body begin to give out. Was she going to die here?
Zhou Yulin reached into her sleeve, quickly flicked it, and took a few steps back. Chili powder filled the air. The maid who was facing her was caught off guard, thinking she was just an ordinary young lady from an official family. Unexpectedly, she was attacked by chili powder. Taking advantage of this moment, Zhou Yulin quickly snatched the dagger from the maid's hand.
She kicked the maid's leg precisely, though not with enough force, the kick was well-placed. She then pinned the maid's hands to the ground and threatened her with a dagger, "Tell me who your master is, and I'll spare your life."
A series of hurried footsteps approached, and a chilling, satisfied smile suddenly appeared on the maid's face. "You want to know? In your next life!" she said, before crashing into the dagger.
"cousin……"
Zhou Yulin looked up and met the faces of a large group of people: her second uncle's, Zhou Xiu'er's, the third branch of the family, the women of the inner quarters, and Chen Muyao's detached gaze fixed on her.
"Yu Lin, do you know your crime?"
Zhou Yuanling immediately pinned a huge blame on Zhou Yulin.
Zhou Yulin was escorted by servants all the way to the main hall.
"Kneel down!" Zhou Yuanling slammed her hand on the table, clearly enraged to the point of trembling. She pointed at Zhou Yulin, her anger barely contained, "You...you!"
"Second Uncle, you grabbed Yu Lin right away, why didn't you listen to what Yu Lin had to say?" Zhou Yu Lin looked at Zhou Yuan Ling calmly.
Zhou Xiu'er quickly stepped forward and said, "I don't believe my cousin would do such a thing. Why doesn't Father listen to my cousin's explanation?"
The third wife said sarcastically, "That's hard to say. She's just a child born of a mother but raised without one. Her father has been missing for so long. If it weren't for our help raising her, this young lady would have eloped with someone. Tsk, I guess she's jealous because Xiu'er is getting married, so she..."
"Second Uncle, I, Zhou Yulin, did not kill anyone."
The woman's eyes were clear and bright, showing no sign of guilt or hostility. Instead, they were as calm and composed as water.
"Take a look for yourself."
This is a letter, which appears to have been written by the deceased maid. It roughly means that she felt extremely guilty after receiving Zhou Yulin's request to kill someone, and that this is her suicide note expressing her fear of being murdered.
Now that the person is dead, the physical evidence remains.
"Why doesn't Second Uncle call Aunt Zhao, who has managed household affairs for many years, to come and see if she recognizes you?" Zhou Yulin was upright and composed, with no extra expression on his calm face.
Aunt Zhao was summoned and looked the maid over three times before saying with certainty, "Master, there is no woman with such a appearance in the manor."
"Why did Aunt Zhao take so long to figure it out?" Zhou Xiu'er asked, puzzled.
Aunt Zhao smiled apologetically, "There are many maids in this mansion in recent years, and many of them look very similar, so we need to carefully distinguish them."
"Has Aunt Zhao ever seen anyone with a face similar to this woman?"
Aunt Zhao was at a loss for words and muttered to herself, "Yes, I have seen it, but where exactly did I see it before..." The deliberate trap was successfully set up, and as soon as they left the hall, Zhou Xiu'er quickly called out to Zhou Yulin.
“My father…did not mean it, I hope you can forgive him.”
Zhou Yulin didn't reply. Just as Zhou Xiuer was thinking about the worst possible outcome, Zhou Yulin spoke up, "I respect him a little because he is my elder, but if an elder makes a mistake, he should correct it and there shouldn't be a next time."
After saying that, Zhou Yulin twisted her wrist and left. She had sparred with the maid today and had some injuries on her body. She needed to go back and apply medicine as soon as possible. Just as Zhou Yulin was thinking this, she saw an uninvited guest at the door.
She stopped in her tracks.
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