The man was already exhausted. Upon seeing who it was, he let out a disdainful snort and turned his head away.
The woman wasn't angry. Gracefully trailing her red rose dress, she walked to the bedside and stood there, looking at the man before her with satisfaction. She smiled smugly and said, "To disdain speaking to someone like me, truly the eldest son of the Murong family, has backbone! However, I heard your father found a dragon-patterned dagger in the villa of Quanxing Manor and is holding a family meeting to investigate the matter thoroughly, including your whereabouts. But no one can find you here. You can only leave if I allow it."
"Pah!" Realizing he had been imprisoned by this vile woman, Murong Bai spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, sneered, and looked at the woman in front of him with contempt. He lowered his voice and said, "What do you think you are? You're just one of my father's concubines, yet you dare to plot against your master's life? You have the audacity to do something outrageous!"
"Hehehe..." The woman, neither in a hurry nor annoyed, covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "Who made Lord Murong like me? Now I can have whatever I want, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
"Hmph! Get out!" Murong Bai roared, knocking over the food and water in front of him.
"Don't be so fierce. I'm here to report on what's happening outside." The more disheveled the man in front of her became, the more relieved she felt. She said slowly, "You don't know yet, do you? The dragon-patterned dagger is the only clue at the scene. So, guess what? Will your father hate the Emperor because of you, or have feelings for the Emperor that he shouldn't have? At that time, the country might be in turmoil."
"Shut up! You vile woman, you are not worthy to mention the Emperor! Our Murong family will always be of one mind with the Emperor, so stop trying to mislead my father," Murong Bai said through gritted teeth.
"What can't be mentioned? His Majesty is yours, and also mys! Murong Bai, you really underestimate a woman like me! Looking down on women will only lead to trouble, my dear Murong." The woman wasn't angry at all; instead, she exuded a smug air of complete control, laughing heartily until a single, glistening tear rolled down her cheek. She slowly said, "I'm a slut? Isn't that butterfly a slut? You love her but look down on me!" With that, she turned and left.
Murong Bai's tendons in his hands and feet are all severed. If they are not reattached soon, he may become paralyzed in the long run.
Bound by those thick, cold iron chains, he was frantic with worry but helpless, and could only pin his hopes on something else. This woman had gone mad; he had to escape quickly to quell this unnecessary bloodshed as soon as possible.
The Murong family had connections in the court, making a career in officialdom incredibly easy. However, he didn't rely on family connections; instead, he earned his position through his own efforts, passing the imperial examinations and entering officialdom. He was appointed to serve before the emperor, thus gaining close ties with him. He increasingly wanted to help the emperor consolidate power, and consequently, he despised the Murong family's growing influence and influence. However, he couldn't change this in the short term, as he didn't want to lose either his family or the emperor. Unable to find a way to have both, he gradually withdrew from the court and became a carefree wanderer in the martial world.
Although I didn't fully support the Emperor when his power was waning, and instead withdrew from the martial world, I shouldn't have been targeted for assassination! That's not something the Emperor would do. But if the Dragon Pattern Dagger really was accidentally lost at the scene by the royal guards…
The sun is shining brightly and warmly today.
Outside Longyang Town, two door panels and two bundles of hemp rope lay on the beach. Qiu Zeyu waved a fan and looked at the two with a smile.
Wang Fengyang has been training very hard these days, and his muscles are gradually taking shape. Although he is still a child, he looks much stronger. He stands obediently waiting for his master's instructions.
Lan Ya Mei has been exhausted these days, and occasionally Qiu Ze Yu deliberately teases her, which makes her sulk and give up. Her progress is not as fast as Wang Feng Yang's. At this moment, looking at the two broken door panels, she pouted unhappily and said, "What trick are you going to play now? Let me tell you in advance, don't tease me."
"Teasing you? I'm your master, everything I ask you to do is for your own good. You're disobedient, aren't you? You've seen it yourself, your junior brother has improved much more than you. If you don't work harder, don't say you're my disciple when you go out. I don't have disciples with poor skills." After saying that, Qiu Zeyu winked and patted Wang Fengyang's shoulder, saying, "Some people don't want to learn, so be it. Your master will teach you. Today we're going to learn lightness skill." He deliberately dragged out the words "lightness skill" to tempt Lan Yamei.
After spending so much time together, I've found this silly girl to be more and more interesting.
"Lightness skill?!" Wang Fengyang grinned excitedly.
The two walked arm in arm toward the door panel. Qiu Zeyu deliberately raised his voice and said, "Let me tell you, Master, about this door panel..."
"Hey, hey, hey!" Upon hearing that it was the light-body skill that had long been lost in modern martial arts, Lan Yamei quickly tugged at Wang Fengyang's sleeve, frowning as she said, "Don't be so stingy. I'm not questioning you. I'm just making a small request."
"So, you want to learn together?" Qiu Zeyu deliberately retorted, looking at Lan Yamei's slightly blushing face, and said with feigned arrogance, "But I'm not in a good mood today, what do you suggest we do?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Fengyang quickly said, "No, Master! Since we're both teaching, let Manager Lan learn along with us."
"What, Manager Lan? I'm your junior sister, don't be so formal. Come on, let's go choose some door panels." Lan Yamei deliberately changed the subject, pulling Wang Fengyang over to look at the door panels, ignoring Qiu Zeyu's words.
Qiu Zeyu smiled, fanning himself, and followed the two.
After a brief lesson on basic knowledge, Lan Yamei remained skeptical. After all, lightness skill did not exist in her understanding, and she would not have dared to even think about it if she hadn't traveled through time and seen it with her own eyes.
These door panels are the practice tools used by beginners. The two door panels are connected by a rope and tied to a large willow tree by the river, so the door panels float on the river.
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