Just when Xue'er thought that the two had gone far away, she turned around and saw a man in a silver-white robe standing in front of her. "Where did you come from?" Xue'er looked at the man in front of her with a slight sneer on her face, making people feel that he looked down on everyone.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." The man had an elegant temperament, a white jade waist pendant hanging around his waist, and an extraordinarily handsome appearance. Xue'er suddenly thought of Ji Heng on the stage, who had the same figure as him.

"You are Ji Heng from the Qingcang Sect. How dare you appear here?" Xue'er looked at the figure. There was a faint glow flowing on his skin and his eyes were full of smiles, but this smile made people feel weird, and there was also a hint of warmth in the evilness.

"Ms. Xue'er is really famous for her cleverness." Ji Heng looked at her with a half-smile, which made people feel even more weird.

"You are not welcome here, what exactly are you going to do?" Xue'er looked at Ji Heng in front of her warily. She didn't expect that he had a beauty beyond the mundane world under the mask, especially the white silver robe, and it was difficult to describe him with words of time.

There was a hint of displeasure on that handsome face. He stood up and came to Xue'er's side.

Xue'er felt a surge of heroic pressure and took a step back, but she didn't expect Ji Heng to reach out and hold her in his arms. Ji Heng's charming phoenix eyes stared at her and said, "Yeah, they really look alike!"

Xue'er didn't understand what was going on. She stretched out her hand to push him away, looking at him irritably, "You are so debauched. I didn't expect you to be a hooligan. Not only did you break into a girl's bedroom in the middle of the night, but you also did it so carelessly. Do you believe me, I will ask Brother Rong to come down and deal with you right now?"

"Don't be anxious, my dear sister. I said I came here today not to hurt you, but to borrow something for you." Although Ji Heng was handsome, the expressions on his face were ever-changing, making people confused.

Who knows what the man in front of him is thinking? Xue'er refused subconsciously and made a gesture of invitation, "Anyway, it's not appropriate to talk about this in my daughter's boudoir in the middle of the night. Please leave first." Xue'er puffed out her chest arrogantly, her clear and bright pupils full of disdain and indifference.

She had never been alone with a man in the middle of the night. The atmosphere heated up, making her feel very strange, a kind of indescribable strangeness. Ji Heng looked at her. It was not that she had any improper thoughts about him, but she and Xue Linglong did look seven points similar, especially her oval face, which was as pretty as a peach in spring and as pure as a chrysanthemum in autumn.

The only difference is that her cold and arrogant temperament is different from Linglong's. She has a delicate beauty, while Linglong always has murderous intent in her eyes.

"You don't have to be so anxious to send me away. I haven't told you what I want to ask you yet." Ji Heng said as she sat down on her big bed again, examining her cold and flawless face. Unexpectedly, even her expression when she was angry and left was exactly the same as Linglong's.

Xue'er took a deep breath. If this man wanted to do something to her, he would have done it long ago. She sat aside, raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "What do you want to borrow from me?"

"I want to borrow the snow wolf. I wonder if Miss Xue'er would agree." When Xue'er heard this, she stood up suddenly.

"Don't even think about it! Snow Wolf and I are inseparable, don't even think about taking Snow Wolf away." The air seemed to be stagnant, Ji Heng smiled and looked at her, "Don't be so anxious, I haven't told you yet what I want to do with Snow Wolf."

"No matter what you do, you are not welcome here. Please leave now." Xue'er has made her words very clear. If this young man does not appreciate it, there is nothing she can do.

"Sure enough, your bad temper is exactly the same as your sister's."

"Wait, what are you talking about? I don't have any sister." Xue'er looked at the words that Ji Heng blurted out, feeling curious, and walked straight to him and asked coldly.

Ji Heng rolled his eyes and smiled calmly, "I just like to talk nonsense. Don't take it to heart. Just treat it as nonsense." After saying this, he left a half-smile. Xue'er looked at Ji Heng's back and walked away. She quickly went to the tea room to check if Xuelang was there. Fortunately, Xuelang was still there. Otherwise, she really didn't know how to explain to Xuelang.

Early the next morning, Xue'er told Gu Yunru about this strange thing. The marks on Gu Yunru's face finally disappeared. Rong Zhen was busy dealing with the list issue. Of course he would do what he had promised Wen Xin.

"That Ji Heng really mentioned that you have a sister. Could the person he was talking about be Xue Linglong?" Gu Yunru held the teacup in one hand. She had recently mentioned Xue Linglong to Ma Zi Qiao Er. Although she had not appeared recently, Ji Heng appeared in her place, which meant that Xue Linglong was also from the Qingcang Sect.

"Yes, but he left before he finished speaking, and I didn't have the chance to ask, so you all think Xue Linglong is my sister, but I really can't remember that I have a sister..." Xue'er felt a splitting headache. The only shadows in her life were the white snow-capped mountains, the snow wolves, and the animals in the forest.

"Okay, Xue'er, don't think too much about it." Gu Yunru calmed her down with a smile on his face.

Three days later, Rong Zhen had gathered everyone in Huajian Tower, just to find an opportunity to completely eradicate those members of the evil cult.

Gu Yunru went to check on Shu'er with some nourishing medicines. Shu'er's belly was getting bigger day by day, and her belly was protruding. She sat on the bed and walked around the yard every day, and didn't go anywhere else.

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"How are you feeling these days?" Gu Yunru stared at Shu'er in front of him. She had a delicate appearance and a sweet smile. Ever since she became pregnant, the maternal glow radiating from her became more and more delicate and charming.

"Except that my steps feel a little bloated, there's nothing else wrong. Thank you for coming to see me, aunt. How are the arrangements for the martial arts conference going?" Although Shu'er felt a little bored staying in the mansion, she still knew a thing or two about what was happening in the outside world.

"Don't worry, my husband is making arrangements over there."

"Well, aunt, I have already thought of a name for the child. If it is a girl, I will call her Ji Xin'ao, and if it is a boy, I will call him Ji Xuanming. What do you think?"

Shu'er looked at Gu Yunru's expression, which seemed to be a bit hard to describe. Could it be that the name he thought of was not good? "What's wrong, aunt, what are you thinking about?"