"You're going to find Ning Zhaozhao? What do you want with her?"
Aruo asked with a hint of curiosity, "Could it be that you and she also have a relationship?"
"Don't talk nonsense."
Yan Zhen unfolded her fan. "How could I have a relationship with her? Isn't it Yan Zhen who has a relationship?" Yan Zhen sighed. "It's just that Yan Zhen can't show herself, so I'm the only one who can do it."
Seeing Yan Zhen's explanation, A'Ruo stopped asking questions.
She felt somewhat repulsed by Ning Zhaozhao, after all, Ning Zhaozhao was the first wife, while she was merely a second wife.
Even though it was Ning Hong who forced Yan Zhen to marry Ning Zhaozhao before.
"Duanmu Ling is in the backyard."
What?
"What I want is in the backyard."
A voice suddenly appeared in Duanmu Ling's mind.
Just like it appeared suddenly and then disappeared abruptly.
"Go, take me to the back."
This isn't very appropriate; going into someone's backyard for no reason is unacceptable.
"It wasn't for no reason. Isn't that woman your ex-wife?"
That's not mine, it's Yan Zhen's.
"But you are Yan Zhen now. Of course, if you don't want to be Yan Zhen, I can let you switch back."
The voice continued.
How could he not want to be Yan Zhen?
If he were to turn back into Duanmu Ling, A'Ruo would no longer belong to him.
"A-Ruo, why don't I go to the backyard to check on her? After all, we've been husband and wife; it wouldn't be right to ignore her."
Duanmu Ling stood up.
Yan Zhen squinted and looked him up and down. A hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.
"You're going to see her?"
In what capacity should I meet her?
Duanmu Ling or Yan Zhen?
"I have something I want to ask her."
Duanmu Ling stood up, the voice still echoing in his mind.
"I'll go with you."
"this--"
"Is there something between you and her that you can't let me know?"
"Of course not. What could possibly happen between Ning Zhaozhao and me?" If anything were to happen, it would be Yan Zhen, not him.
“I left something with her, and I need to get it back.”
"Something? Is it something very important? If it's so important, why is it with her?"
Why wasn't this mentioned in the previous two years?
"Because I forgot. After all, no matter what else is important, nothing can be more important than you. I don't want to leave you."
Duanmu Ling, quick-witted, came up with a solution.
The cheesy words made A'Ruo blush with embarrassment.
"Now that I've seen her, I can ask her to return my things."
What is it?
Duanmu Ling asked.
You should tell him exactly what it is so that it will be easier to find. Or, to be more direct, just ask her directly.
Over the past two years, Ning Zhaozhao's martial arts skills have improved considerably, but he doesn't think he can't defeat him.
"A male ghost."
"What? A male ghost?" A male ghost?
He remembered that the last time he went to the Ning family, he originally wanted to teach Ning Zhaozhao a lesson, but they later ran into Ning Hongze.
They were all so scared they wet themselves.
Because it was so embarrassing, no one dared to mention it again. It was as if they had all lost their memories of it, completely erasing the matter from their minds.
In particular, in the past two years, he has been acting under Yan Zhen's identity, and he has completely forgotten about this matter.
Only now, reminded by the sound, did he vaguely recall this matter.
"Huh?" A male ghost? "I think I just heard you say something about a male ghost?"
Did Duanmu Ling also know that Ning Hongze had become a ghost? But how could he know?
However, since Duanmu Ling had the means to switch their bodies, he naturally knew things that others didn't.
“Then let’s go find Ning Zhaozhao.” A’Ruo stood up first, and just then, Ning Zhaozhao lifted the curtain and came out.
She surveyed the lobby.
He sat back down in the shopkeeper's seat.
They saw the three of them approaching.
She rolled her eyes discreetly. "You haven't ordered anything yet, just some tea and the small dishes we put on the table. Let's call that ten copper coins."
Duanmu Ling counted out ten copper coins and placed them on the cabinet.
"Cheng Hui, welcome to come again next time."
He stretched out his arm, pointing directly at the door.
"Zhaozhao, we've come to ask you something." A'Ruo suddenly reached out and grabbed Ning Zhaozhao.
"Don't touch me."
Ning Zhaozhao didn't hold back and pulled her hand back directly. "Are we close? Do you think we know each other well? Don't touch me like that."
"Ning Zhaozhao, don't go too far."
Seeing his beloved being treated like this, Duanmu Ling couldn't help himself. He pulled her behind him and his eyes turned cold.
"I'm being unreasonable? I'm not familiar with her, and I don't like being touched by people I don't know. Is that so wrong? And you—you can accept either Duanmu Ling or Yan Zhen, but you can't even recognize your own husband? That's really—"
"What's the meaning?"
Aruo looked up. "What did you mean by that just now?"
"It means exactly what it says." Ning Zhaozhao said impatiently, "Alright, hurry up and leave, I'm busy."
"No, you just now—"
A'Ruo wanted to get to the bottom of things, but Duanmu Ling refused to give her the chance.
"Ning Zhaozhao, give me back my things?"
"What? I took your things? You must be joking!" Ning Zhaozhao raised an eyebrow dismissively. "Duanmu Ling, do you think I wouldn't recognize you just because you're hiding in Yan Zhen's skin?"
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