The man leaned lazily among the trees, with an elegant posture and a fairy-like appearance. He twisted a leaf with his plain hands, and his flawless fingers as white jade reflected the green leaves, as beautiful as a perfect work of art carved by heaven.

As the breeze blew, the green clothes floated slightly, setting off the aura that was as vast as a banished immortal. Although the face was covered by a silver mask, it did not diminish at all, but added a bit of mystery.

If there are people in the world here, they will definitely be able to recognize that the man is the leader of the "Tianji".

Meteor looked at the little girl with a bad sore face in the room as leisurely as a laziness. Seeing her, she looked at the three people fighting calmly like an outsider. She was completely different from the slightest or panic that a thirteen-year-old girl should have, as if the three people fighting had nothing to do with her.

He saw with his own eyes that the girl grabbed several kinds of flowers and plants and mixed them with juice, which popped into Caier's nose.

If he remembered correctly, Murong Yue has always been a fool. If he is a fool, what will the people in the world become?

Could it be that she has always been disguised?

The meteor's eyes became deep and dangerous. Are women now so scheming and terrible? Or is this girl's mind so high that it is so contemptuous? The Murong family has such a weirdo. Is it good or bad for him?

A black figure fell silently beside the meteor. The meteor raised his eyebrows and asked, "How?"

The man in black returned respectfully: "The subordinates have searched all the study and Prime Minister Murong's bedroom, but they have not found it!"

After hearing the subordinate's reward, Meteor seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He wanted to say something, but turned to look at the entrance of the yard. The noise of footsteps came, and Prime Minister Murong had already rushed towards the yard with his servants.

Knowing that it was not appropriate to stay here, the meteor waved his hand at the man in black, and the latter bowed slightly and retreated in an instant.

Looking at Murong Xue in the room again, the meteor's expression seemed to have been much more relaxed. The deep eyes were no longer there, but a little joke was added. He gently patted the branches under him and disappeared into the bushes...

When Murong Yue saw her father coming with the housekeeper and a few guards from the door, she hurriedly squeezed out a few tears and shouted pitifully: "Don't beat me, Yue'er is afraid, don't beat Cai'er, don't beat Yue'er... Woo woo..."

"Stop!" Prime Minister Murong shouted violently, and was so angry that he was trembling all over by the situation in front of him. His concubine, Murong Zhentian, would actually be beaten with a maid, and his mouth was like a lowly prostitute in a kiln, scolding him for being a man that could not be listened to, which completely discouraged his Murong Mansion's face.

"Damn slut, even if you take off your clothes, you won't even climb onto the master's bed. I tear your charming face. Can there be any man willing to sleep with you..." Aunt Chen's eyes were already red, and she was emitting a ferocious expression. She was the only one in her eyes, so she could not listen to others' words.

Cai'er's clothes had already scattered, her red bellyband was faintly visible, and she had a few blood marks on her face. She only wanted to take revenge. Her sharp nails were viciously scratching Aunt Chen's face: "Don't you just climbed onto the master's bed while he was drunk? How nobler than those in the kiln, you are an old woman with a weak color!"
Chapter completed!