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An Yue now regrets it deeply.

She shouldn't have plotted against Marquis Quling.

She doesn't want to die yet!

"Woo woo woo!"

An Yue lay at his feet and tried hard to touch the soles of his shoes with his hands.

Pray that he will have mercy on himself.

Cui Huaiji took a few steps back and said coldly, "You don't have to beg for mercy like this. I will not kill you. Lin Shuang made a deal with me. She was open and honest with you, but you used her. If you want to repent, go and confess to her."

An Yue watched him leave, thinking he was going to abandon her.

The dark room was like a gloomy hell, and there was not a ray of light to save her.

Cui Huaiji stood at the door, "Shi An, drag the man back."

Hope rekindled in An Yue's eyes.

She saw Shi An dragging the body of her second son in her hands.

The second son of the Cheng family was as lustful as his elder brother. He once accompanied the old man of the Cheng family to the An family to visit Mrs. An. She accidentally ran into this man and was harassed by him every day since then.

The rumors only stopped when she was about to marry his brother instead of Madam An.

Cui Huaiji did not stop, "The Cheng family wants you to marry in the afterlife, and then someone will save you."

An Yue bent his body and kowtowed to him heavily.

Thank you, Lord Hou.

*

Three days later.

The Cheng family left Suizhou City in a grand manner, carrying their eldest son's coffin.

The people on both sides could not escape.

A child pointed at the coffins in the funeral procession and said, "Mom, why are there two coffins—ugh!"

His mother quickly covered his mouth.

No matter what the Cheng family's affairs are, they have no right to discuss them.

His mother was still worried, so she picked him up and ran out of the crowd.

The funeral procession went straight up the mountain after leaving the city.

Cui Huaiji and others hid in the woods to observe.

Since the Cheng family wanted to bury An Yue in a ghost marriage, they would definitely send away the funeral procession at the end.

This is not an upright thing to do.

After the funeral procession leaves, Shi An will lead his men to follow them secretly and attract their attention by surprise. Then it will be Song Jin and his men's turn to take action.

It was very cold on the mountain, and Song Jin couldn't stand it after staying there for too long.

Lips start to turn pale.

Lin Shuang felt equally bad, she had injuries on her body, but she could bear it.

About an hour later, the second wife of the Cheng family sent away the funeral procession and left behind people to bury the coffin.

As the funeral procession walked away, Shi An seized the opportunity and rushed out with several guards.

Those people were led away by Shi An.

Lin Shuang rushed over immediately.

The coffin was tightly sealed and could only be opened with prying tools.

Cui Huaiji and she used daggers to pry it open from both sides.

A rush of fresh air.

An Yue jumped out of the coffin, opened his mouth and took a deep breath, recovering from the despair of suffocation.

"Lin Shuang, you have to pull her out first. We can't waste any more time."

Song Jin untied the black package on his body.

Inside was a dead vulpes cat.

The few of them quickly completed the plan of replacing the prince with a cat and left before they came back.

After a while, the man who was burying the coffin came back cursing, feeling that he had been escaped. He did not look at the coffin carefully and buried it directly.

Fearing that they would be scolded by the Cheng family for not doing their job properly, they did not dare to check the coffin.

As for the Cheng family, they were certain that An Yue would be buried alive. Perhaps they thought that with that group of people's help, nothing unexpected would happen. Or perhaps, the second master of the Cheng family didn't care about the final result at all.

Otherwise, why didn't he show up at such an important occasion as a funeral?

*

Everything seemed to be resolved.

An Yue thought, it feels so good to be free again.

An Yue looked up, took a deep breath, and made a decision.

She walked up to Lin Shuang and said, "Shuang'er, I owe you an apology..."

Lin Shuang suddenly hugged her, and her eyes secretly turned red where she couldn't see.

"Yue Niang, you don't have to apologize. I always know what you want to say. I am willing to do it."

An Yue's breathing stagnated.

Yes, Lin Shuang is the most powerful killer, how could she not see that she was lying to her?

After spending several years together, she thought she knew Lin Shuang very well, and Lin Shuang also thought she knew her very well.

An Yue was silent for a moment: "But I have been using you from the beginning."

Lin Shuang smiled: "It doesn't matter. Yue Niang, you just need to know that you don't need to be a burden to me."

Everything was in her plan.

A mutually beneficial situation where both parties benefit from the outcome.

An Yue understood everything and smiled calmly: "Shuang'er, is the peace knot I gave you still there?"

“Here.”

Lin Shuang opened her palms, and two peace knots lay intact in her palms.

An Yue picked up his own one.

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Song Jin, who was standing not far away, looked at them crying and laughing, and was completely confused.

"My Lord, what happened to them?"

[Why do I feel like the atmosphere between them is weird? ]

Cui Huaiji took her hand and left, "Go back, they are safe now."

[Mianmei is so silly and cute... It doesn't matter if it's just exploitation or true love, we are just a pair of crazy lovers.]

Song Jin turned around and looked at them in shock.

A lover...?

After a while, she turned her head back as if nothing had happened.

[I have used Lord Hou before, will he hold a grudge against me? ]

[I don't think so. If he had held a grudge against me, he would have caused trouble for me long ago.]

[Does he want to settle the bill together later? ]

The young lady's endless chattering came into my ears.

Cui Huaiji couldn't help but smile.

[How silly and adorable.]

*

Lin Shuang and An Yue were completely free and wanted to find a secluded place to live in seclusion.

Song Jin pointed them in a direction.

A grassland heading north.

The local customs and culture there are very suitable for outsiders to settle down, and the local people are also warm and hospitable.

That was also the place her mother longed for.

This was the first time Cui Huaiji heard her mention her mother.

For some reason, Song Jin was in a good mood and told her about his own affairs.

"My mother died of complications when she gave birth to me, and my father never remarried. I think she must have loved her terribly in her heart."

"Dad said that the grasslands in the north were the place that Mom wanted to go the most before she died. Unfortunately, Dad was always busy with business and was unable to fulfill Mom's last wish."

There was a hint of heartache in Cui Huaiji's eyes.

Although his parents passed away, he did not experience the days of being without a mother at a young age. He felt that Song Jin was more pitiful than himself.

"Later, I will take you to the grassland and help your mother fulfill her last wish."

Song Jin saw the look in his eyes and looked away hastily, "Okay, okay."

[Why are you looking at me like that, Lord Hou...ahhh my heart please stop beating so fast!]

Cui Huaiji curled the corners of his mouth silently.

Song Jin exhaled, trying to change the subject, "By the way, what did Lin Shuang say to you before she left?"

Cui Huaiji's eyes changed for a moment, "She said that the remnants of Prince Suli are hiding in Suizhou, and the prefect is in collusion with them."

Song Jin nodded thoughtfully.

Knowing the whereabouts of the rebels would make it easier for her to act.

Cui Huaiji glanced sideways.

He knew that if he didn't tell her, Song Jin would find out sooner or later, so it would be better for him to tell her himself and send someone to keep an eye on her.

*

The Cheng family’s affairs have come to an end for the time being.

Song Jin was surprised for a moment when he heard that Li Muyi came to visit.

"The chief minister is looking for me?"

Li Muyi knew their identities and bowed respectfully: "I have met the county lord. The prefect said that you are new here and don't know much about Suizhou, so he asked me to take the county lord to visit Suizhou."

Song is now in doubt.

Qing Wu bent down to tell her that Cui Huaiji was called away by the prefect in the morning.

"Okay, then today it's Lao Ti's turn."

Although Suizhou is not a large area, it has all the necessary facilities.

Li Muyi took her to several jewelry shops and helped her buy a few headpieces, taking good care of her along the way.

Qing Wu couldn't help at all.

Song Jin couldn't help but sigh: "The governor seems to be very familiar with my mother's things."

Li Muyi paused for a moment while holding the hairpin, and then spoke calmly: "...There is a sister at home who likes these things the most, so I went to get familiar with them."

Song Jin knew that the sister he was talking about was the one he had mentioned before, the lady who married a wealthy businessman.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

Song Jin looked at the stall nearby, "The Marquis went to the prefect this morning. Does the prefect know why the prefect wanted to see the Marquis?"

Li Muyi frowned: "The prefect's actions have always been... unpredictable. It seems that he is discussing the welcoming banquet."

This welcoming banquet was obviously held for them.

Song Jin always felt that it didn't seem like a welcoming banquet, but more like a Hongmen Banquet.

She sighed.

"Ma'am, look at this!"

Qing Wu called her to a stall.

It's made of clay.

It seems that all the young ladies in Suizhou like this.

Song Jin plans to follow the locals and pick up a few of them.

The vendor happily introduced his clay figurines while secretly glancing at Li Muyi standing beside him.

"My dear, this clay figurine can be..."

Before he could finish his words, Qing Wu was suddenly pulled by someone and fell to the ground with his butt.

“Ouch!”

Qing Wu rubbed his butt and got up. When he looked up, he saw that the vendor who was enthusiastic just now had turned into a vicious and ferocious man. He took out a sword from under the table and was about to chop him.

"My wife!"

Li Muyi threw the man into her arms.

Song Jin looked around in fear.

There were four or five people coming. How could Li Muyi defeat them all by himself?

Li Muyi pulled away and shouted at them: "Go to Zuo Street, there are patrolling guards there!"

The master and servant immediately turned around and went to Zuo Street to pull people away.

Li Muyi was in a stalemate with them, and suddenly found that their moves were somewhat familiar.

In a split second, he exclaimed, "It's you!"

When the peddler saw that he was recognized by him and caught a glimpse of the guards brought by Song Jin, he hurriedly whistled, signaling them to evacuate.

"etc--"

Li Muyi subconsciously chased after him.

The vendor gritted his teeth, pulled something out of his pocket and scattered it around.

Suddenly white smoke rolled up and flew into my eyes, causing a burning pain.

Song Jin brought people over immediately, "Li Muyi, are you okay?"

Guard: "Sir, are you going to chase him?"

Li Muyi waved his hand: "Chase!"

Song Jin lowered her head, there was still some white powder left under her feet, she asked Qing Wu to decorate herself and take it back.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over.

"Tiju, wipe your eyes."

Li Muyi's eyes were irritated by the white powder and he couldn't open his eyes at all, so Song Jin helped him sit down at the tea stall next door.

Mo slowed down for about a quarter of an hour.

The stinging pain was slightly relieved.

Li Muyi tried to open his eyes.

Song Jin had just come back from wetting her handkerchief, and when she saw his eyes, she was stunned where she was.

"you……"

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Facing the scorching sunlight, Li Muyi looked up and saw shock and a hint of...hidden surprise in her eyes?

He's not sure.

Is that possible?

Li Muyi thought of a possibility, panic flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head to look at himself in the tea.

His orchid-like pupils were clearly reflected in the yellow tea.

Li Muyi:!!!