Mu Tiantian nervously took a big step back and saw who it was.
His skin appeared fair under the moonlight, with sharp eyebrows and piercing eyes, and a slightly roguish smile playing on his lips.
Who is this handsome guy?
"Who are you..." Mu Tiantian was about to ask who he was when she remembered that she seemed to have heard his voice in Chang Le Fang earlier, and exclaimed in surprise, "Jing Jue?"
Jing Jue's smile widened as he took a step closer to her. "You still haven't answered me. Will you marry me?"
System: [Ingahan's hatred value increased by 20, currently 170.]
Mu Tiantian: [I'm going crazy! How did his hatred level increase? Where is he?]
System: [On a rooftop not far behind you.]
Mu Tiantian reached out to stop Jing Jue, shocked, and said, "Are you crazy, Jing Jue? Do you know what you're saying?"
"Of course I know I'm proposing marriage to you, but it seems there's no one with the surname Mu in Tianyang City. Which county do you live in? I'll visit your home tomorrow to formally propose marriage."
System: [Ingahan's hatred value increased by 10, currently 180.]
Mu Tiantian: [Oh no, oh no, oh no! Why, why? What should I do now?]
Mu Tiantian was so flustered that she was practically repeating herself.
System: [I'll check what's going on for you. This hatred level is rising alarmingly. Be careful, or you might accidentally get killed by him.]
Mu Tiantian: 【...Thank God!】
Jingjue found her nervous and startled look adorable.
He absolutely refused to marry that spoiled princess, Dongfang Zixin. The Emperor's arranged marriage was merely a pawn to control the Jing family, and he refused to be a mere pawn.
If he marries a wife before entering the palace next month, the emperor will certainly not allow his own sister to become a concubine, and then the marriage will be called off.
But he couldn't find a woman he liked for a long time, and just then Mu Mu appeared.
He has a very good impression of him.
That's why he was in such a hurry to propose to her.
As for feelings, they can be cultivated gradually after marriage.
"Young Master, let me tell you, I'm already married..."
System: [Ingahan's hatred value increased by 20, currently at 200. My god, this is the first time I've seen it break 200! Don't tell me you have a husband.]
Before Mu Tiantian could finish speaking, she heard Qi Tong's voice and quickly changed her tune, "No, no, no, I don't have a husband's family..."
System: [Inga's Hatred Value decreased by 10, currently at 190.]
Seeing that she seemed genuinely frightened, Jing Jue became worried. "Miss Mu Mu, you..."
"Jingjue, young marquis, I came here to find my younger brother. Besides, I'm already twenty-four. I must be much older than you." Men in this world probably wouldn't want to marry women who are much older than themselves.
However, according to Mu Tiantian's age in this world, she is indeed twenty-four.
System: [Inga's Hatred Value decreased by 10, currently at 180.]
“He’s only three years older than me, no problem. There’s a saying that a woman three years older than her husband is a lucky charm. If you want to find a younger brother, after you marry me, I can help you find whoever you want.” Jing Jue said, taking another step forward. Mu Tiantian subconsciously took a big step back.
Only three years older? She remembered hearing Zixin say he was only eighteen.
System: [Ingahan's hatred value increased by 20, currently at 200.]
"Young Master Jing, I really don't want to get married, I...I..." Mu Tiantian was going crazy and said anxiously, "My younger brother is the person I'm betrothed to. I came here to find him and marry him. We were betrothed as children."
System: [Ingahan's hatred value decreased by 30, currently at 170.]
"I..." Jing Jue was about to speak when he noticed the man who walked out from behind Mu Tiantian.
Dressed in an ice-blue robe, her dark hair danced lightly in the wind, her fox-like, seductive eyes were sharp and piercing, her dark eyes filled with frost, and an overwhelming killing intent emanated from her.
Jing Jue felt a chill run down his spine from his gaze, and even broke out in a cold sweat.
This is the feared Imperial Preceptor, Yin Jiahan!
He is skilled in using poisonous insects to kill people invisibly. No matter how high his martial arts skills are, no one dares to get close to him, otherwise they will not even know how they died.
Jing Jue had the good fortune to witness him kill an assassin once. He didn't even raise his hand, and the assassin turned into a pool of blood right in front of him.
With such terrifying abilities, even the emperor had to show him respect.
He usually has a faint smile on his lips, and no one can see through him.
Even when committing murder, it is chilling.
But at this moment, there was no smile on his face, instead, a murderous aura emanated from him.
Jingjue felt a sudden alarm bell ringing in his mind.
He suddenly had a feeling that if he didn't leave soon, he would definitely be killed by Yin Jiahan!
But he had to remain calm in front of Mu Tiantian, and smiled slightly at her, "You don't need to rush to reject me, I will come to find you again."
After saying that, he quickly turned and left.
The instant he left, a section of the wall several meters behind him was corroded.
If he had left even a moment later, he would definitely have been caught.
Jing Jue had excellent hearing and he could hear the subtle sound of corrosion on the wall.
He couldn't understand how he had offended the Grand Preceptor.
This was the first time he had ever seen Ingahan so angry.
After Jing Jue left, Mu Tiantian stood there, the surroundings unusually quiet.
System: [I checked for you. Trust and favorability should mean the same thing. When you first came six years ago, Inga Han was only fifteen, so it was trust that was built up over three years. Now it seems... the trust has changed.]
Mu Tiantian swallowed hard. Should she run away or not?
Yin Jiahan was right behind him.
Hatred level is as high as 170...
Let's run away first!
At worst, we can find another opportunity to get closer later.
Mu Tiantian made a move to run, but before she could take a step, her arm was suddenly pulled hard, and her back slammed against the wall, letting out a painful cry, "Ouch!"
Yin Jiahan pursed his pale red lips, a flash of heartache crossing his eyes, and wrapped his arms around her, pinning her against the wall.
He bent down slightly and whispered in her ear, "Sister, it's been a long time."
His voice was cold and stern, filled with resentment.
But there seems to be a hint of...excitement in it?
Mu Tiantian's heart pounded, and she softly called out, "Xiao Han."
Inga Han chuckled softly.
Mu Tiantian felt her hair stand on end when she heard him laugh.
He's going to die, isn't he going crazy?
He gently stroked her cheek; her skin was fair and smooth. He pressed his thumb against her soft red lips.
The faint scent of milk emanating from her stimulated his senses.
Three years ago, he begged her so desperately not to abandon him.
"Sister, sister, where are you going?"
“Me? Of course I’m going to marry the Crown Prince. He said that as long as I hand you over to him, he will marry me as his Crown Princess. Xiao Han, you know how hard my sister has been all these years, so I have no choice but to give you up.”
"No, elder sister, I believe you wouldn't do that. You promised me you would never leave me, and you even swore an oath to my mother..."
"Xiao Han, those vows are just made casually and won't come true. People always want to climb up the social ladder. You're just a pawn to me."
"Sister, please don't leave, sister, please..."
Yin Jiahan recalled every word she had said three years ago. The large hand that had been stroking her cheek slowly moved down to her slender neck, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
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