The tranquil night, which had been peaceful and serene, was shattered by a gunshot.
The dozen or so women who remained in Taoyuan Village that night heard the gunshots and sensed danger. They hurriedly got out of bed, dressed, and tried to leave together through the back mountain.
They had actually noticed the unusual nature of this village long ago, and they also knew the identity of the "employers" they served at night.
But having nowhere to go, they had no choice.
Here, being able to have enough to eat and wear is already a great blessing.
But their idea of slipping away right under the noses of the Night Clan soldiers was simply wishful thinking.
Before they had gone more than a hundred meters, they were intercepted and captured one by one by soldiers who rushed in in unison.
At the entrance of Taoyuan Village, a group of men in black lay on the ground.
They all had a bloody hole between their eyebrows and were killed by a single shot.
Yang, the adjutant following behind Ye Minghan, was slightly pale, and there was still a trace of fear in his eyes.
He never imagined that ghosts actually existed in the unknown.
Recalling those few hours trapped in the mass grave, he felt more exhausted than if he had fought ten battles.
Especially that thing, it can become invisible and occasionally appear to disturb people's minds.
Finally, it was his unparalleled young master who shot down those "ghostly figures" one by one, thus escaping the strange cycle and arriving here by following the carriage tracks.
The lifeless men in black on the ground were exactly the same group as the five people who had appeared out of nowhere at Jufu Restaurant today.
And this strange village, which emits a red glow in the darkness of night...
He also saw a hairy werewolf crouching by the stone tablet at the village entrance.
Upon seeing Ye Shao, who exuded a chilling and sinister aura, it fled like a mouse before a cat, heading towards the end of the village and disappearing into the dense forest.
The werewolf reacted very quickly. Even when soldiers chased after it, they only managed to hit its leg, missing its vital organs.
Standing still, Ye Minghan's eyes were icy, filled with killing intent and bloodlust, like a demon being born, sending chills down one's spine.
With a fierce and cold gaze, he swept across the dark forest, the direction the werewolf had fled.
He didn't pay any attention, only glanced at it before turning to look at the dilapidated farmhouse on his right.
The soul that was bound to hers told him that the person he had been searching for for more than ten hours was right here.
As the night deepened, the small village hidden in the mountains and forests became even more dim without any lights.
It's unclear whether this place has been enchanted, but there's no chirping of insects or sound of wind; the surroundings are eerily quiet.
Just as Ye Minghan was about to step forward and kick the door open, the veiled girl opened the door, her bewitching eyes brimming with smiles.
She ran towards him with her eyes crinkling, threw herself into his arms, and hugged his slender waist tightly.
Her veiled face rubbed against his chest like a cat's.
A sweet, captivating voice sounded against his chest, sounding aggrieved.
"Hanhan, you're finally here. I thought you didn't want me anymore."
"!"
The girl he pampered for ten years learned nothing else, but she became increasingly adept at turning the tables and blaming others.
Fortunately, the person I had been worried about all day was unharmed.
He put away the gun in his hand, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and lowered his head to kiss her fair forehead.
It was both to comfort her and to confirm her real existence.
The heart that had been hanging in mid-air finally slowly returned to its original position.
But the burning jealousy in her heart only grew stronger.
He smelled an unfamiliar scent emanating from her.
And the clothes she was wearing were not only too big and ill-fitting, but the fabric was also very rough.
He glanced down and saw her reddened neck, clearly chafed from the rough cloth.
Over the past ten years, the delicate body of the little one in his arms, under his excessive and meticulous care, has become even more tender and supple than it was ten years ago.
Sensitivity levels have also skyrocketed, making them extremely prone to allergies.
The fabrics she usually wears are all made from the softest silk materials selected by him, and her shoes are also custom-made.
Under the dim light of the night, he lowered his head and bit her delicate earlobe with his lips, his deep, husky voice whispering in her ear.
Why did you run away?
The moment those words were spoken, Yang, the adjutant standing two meters behind him, silently directed the soldiers to retreat and disperse to various corners for guard duty.
He also retreated to a distance of five meters.
They reserved that large open space in front of the courtyard for their young master and future young mistress.
As the soldiers retreated, the once crowded courtyard was soon left with only the engaged couple.
Hua Qingyan, still buried in his burning chest, blinked her beautiful eyes when she heard those four dangerous words.
Her coldness was unconventional; wouldn't most people refute her if they heard her ask that question?
Why doesn't it work for him?
He didn't even respond to her!
Although it was wrong of her to run away from home without saying a word and risking danger, she had her reasons.
The next second, she bit his nipple through his black shirt.
A soft groan came from beside him, and his breathing became noticeably heavier.
The arms that were binding her waist tightened, pressing her body tightly against his.
She bit him "fiercely" before letting go, then raised her tear-filled eyes, glared at him coquettishly, and uttered a voice full of grievance.
"You're a liar! You promised me you'd only marry me, but this morning you were choosing concubines at home."
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