Hei Xiangling awkwardly shook off Xiao Yichen's hand: "Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. But this place is really fun..."
Hei Xiangling's gaze fell on Xiao Yichen's neck.
"······"
Xiao Yichen suppressed the heat in his heart and said to Hei Xiangling with a serious expression, "Xiangling, girls, girls shouldn't touch a man's Adam's apple casually."
"Why? It won't kill you to touch it, you stingy person."
Xiao Yichen: ······
Looks like he's going to be a dad tonight!
"Of course it's because it makes men commit crimes!"
A fierce glint flashed in Hei Xiangling's eyes, and she snorted coldly, "Let's see who dares to do it, I'll kill him!"
? ? ?
By midnight, Xiao Yichen's mouth was dry from talking. Hei Xiangling nodded as if she understood, and finally concluded that anyone who dared to touch her would be torn to pieces by five horses.
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Hei Xiangling quickly put the matter out of her mind, lay back on the soft couch counting the stars in the sky, hoping that dawn would come soon.
Xiao Yichen, however, was not as at ease as Hei Xiangling. After falling asleep, he was tormented by the woman in his dream all night. The woman in his dream kept stroking his Adam's apple with her jade hand, completely forgetting the words he had said.
Knowing it was a dream, he dared not act recklessly. But the woman in the dream became increasingly audacious, her red lips slightly parted, her seductive eyes gazing at him with a captivating allure, constantly testing his willpower.
"Xiao Yichen, am I not good-looking?"
Why doesn't Xiao Yichen dare to look at me?
"······"
The voice of the woman from my dream kept echoing in my ears, until—
"Hey—Xiao Yichen? Are you fast asleep?"
He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a hand about to slap his handsome face. He sat up abruptly.
Hei Xiangling suddenly leaned closer, looking at him with a puzzled expression. An unknown fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and his face instantly turned red.
"You have a fever?"
As she spoke, she touched Xiao Yichen's forehead: "Strange, it's not hot, so why is your face so red?"
Xiao Yichen immediately deflated, quickly concealing his emotions.
"How could you just walk into a man's room?"
"How dare you say that? You were sleeping like a log! I was shouting myself hoarse outside and you didn't even hear me!"
Upon hearing Hei Xiangling's words, Xiao Yichen recalled the voice of the woman from his dream.
Seeing Xiao Yichen's dazed expression, Hei Xiangling took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth: "You must be sick!"
"No, you can go out first, I need to change my clothes!"
"oh."
Hei Xiangling didn't linger for a moment and turned to leave the room.
Xiao Yichen's eyes darkened slightly. He gave a self-deprecating smile, feeling an indescribable desolation. He got off the bed, turned around, and went to the pond in the backyard. He jumped in, and the cold water submerged him. His heart was filled with melancholy and entanglement.
The sky was just beginning to lighten.
A somber atmosphere pervaded Sifang City, and white cloth and lanterns hung on the gate of the Feng family's residence.
As news of the Feng family's ancestral precepts and the actions of the Feng clan spread, it became a laughing stock in the Heavenly Realm. The Feng family members also knew that this was not a glorious matter, so the funeral was held in a very low-key manner.
Ji Jiuying appeared in front of the Feng family's gate, her gaze falling on the white cloth hanging on the door plaque. Her heart remained calm, and she walked straight in.
The guards standing at the door saw her and quickly stepped forward to bow respectfully.
"Miss Cousin!"
Ji Jiuying paused, a hint of displeasure flashing between her brows, but she didn't say anything.
Just as she was about to head towards the ancestral hall, she remembered that she had burned it down. The Feng family's territory was so large that it would be quite troublesome for her to find it herself. She turned back to look at the guards outside the door.
"lead the way."
"Yes, Miss."
Led by the guards, they soon arrived at a side hall. Before they even got close, Ji Jiuying could already hear the sounds of mourning and weeping coming from ahead.
“Miss, this is all I can take you. The funeral hall is just ahead.”
After Ji Jiuying gave a curt reply, the guard withdrew.
The mourning hall in front of us was not as big as the ancestral hall, but it was not small either. Looking around, there were only a few hundred people inside, and most of them were from Sifang City.
Even though the reputation of the Feng family has plummeted, it doesn't mean that the Feng family has fallen into decline. If they still want to maintain their foothold in Sifang City, they must give the Feng family some face.
But to her surprise, the Lan family also came. As everyone knows, the Lan family and the Feng family have long been at odds over the matter of Lan Mingyue and Feng Lan.
Some people noticed Ji Jiuying at the doorway, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.
As more and more people saw the figure at the door and began to whisper among themselves, Feng Lan, Lan Mingyue, and the others turned around in confusion.
Ji Jiuying was wearing a plain black dress today, her hair was simply styled in a half-updo, and her cool eyes, along with the red lotus between her brows, gave her a more heroic and flamboyant air. A complex and surprised look flashed in the eyes of the two people.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she took a few sticks of incense, lit them, walked to the incense burner, inserted them, and after offering the incense, she consciously walked to the side, leaving everyone looking at her in astonishment!
Even if a stranger offers incense to a deceased person, they must still observe etiquette and rules; this is a sign of respect for the deceased.
She didn't make any unnecessary movements while offering incense; it was as ordinary as pouring a glass of water.
However, everyone only kept their thoughts to themselves and no one dared to speak out. After all, the Feng family turned a blind eye to the matter, and they would not dare to speak recklessly.
For the Feng family, her presence showed that she had let go of her hatred for him. For Ji Jiuying, Feng Qun was not someone she respected; her presence was solely to prevent Feng Lan from being criticized.
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