"Well!"

In Prince Yun's Mansion, Qi Xingyun groaned and suddenly woke up from his collapse.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Personal bodyguard Xiao Luo came in quickly and looked at Qi Xingyun who was sitting there with a cold sweat on his face.

"Master, are you having nightmares again?" Ronaldinho asked.

Qi Xingyun was still panting, looking like he hadn't recovered yet.

Hearing Ronaldinho's question, he raised his hand and waved a little weakly, "It's okay, you can go out."

"yes!"

Ronaldinho responded, bowed and exited the inner room.

When the door was closed and Qi Xingyun was the only one left in the inner room, he raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Only then did he realize that the clothes behind him were also wet with cold sweat.

In the dream, he saw two vague shadows.

It's like one person holding a sword and stabbing it into another person's heart.

Then, the sky and the earth were overwhelmingly filled with red blood.

Where he stood, the blood slowly flowed over, and no matter where he hid, the blood would chase him.

It came from all directions and covered his feet.

He panicked and hid everywhere.

However, there was more and more blood, and everything between heaven and earth turned into a ball of red, and the pungent smell of blood rushed into his nasal cavity.

"ah!"

Qi Xingyun suddenly let out a low roar and rolled down the couch with the quilt.

He held his sore head with both hands, preventing himself from recalling the dream that had been with him for more than ten years.

However, his mind seemed to be out of his control, and he was trembling with pain.

His fists hit the ground one after another.

Several fists were punched out of the hard ground, and his own hands were bleeding profusely.

Then, he stood up crookedly, his hair disheveled, and his body exuded a bloodthirsty ferocity.

Guard Xiao Luo was worried and rushed in again. Before he could get close, he was slapped away by Qi Xingyun.

Ronaldinho fell to the ground in the yard, vomited out a large mouthful of blood, and could not move.

The door was slammed from the inside again, and the sound of banging and banging came from the room. It was not until a long time later that the sound gradually stopped.

It was as if a violent storm had finally passed.

When the door was opened again, Qi Xingyun stood at the door.

Her hair is not messy, her expression is calm and calm, she is wearing a purple robe, the jade trees are facing the wind, and she has a graceful demeanor.

Except for the slight paleness of his face, there was nothing else out of the ordinary.

It was as if the person who was as violent as a lion before was actually someone else.

…

Ximen Street, in Han Ruyi’s rouge and gouache shop.

Here, in addition to selling rouge and gouache, there are also many expensive perfumes and spices.

Today, Mu Zichuan came to Han Ruyi's shop to conduct relevant inspections.

In a private room on the second floor, Han Ruyi presented all the account books required for inspection and other information that needed to be issued in front of Mu Zichuan and asked him to check.

After careful verification, it was successfully passed.

The people in Han Ruyi's shop collected their things and moved away, while the maid Qian'er made some fragrant tea.

Han Ruyi personally brought the fragrant tea to Mu Zichuan and smiled sweetly.

"Master Mu, you have worked hard. Please drink a cup of the fragrant tea in the shop to moisten your throat."

Like an oriole's gentle and charming words, they echo in the elegant room and can linger for three days.

Coupled with the elaborate makeup she put on today, it is even more eye-catching. A man is willing to stay and talk about life with such a beautiful girl.

However, Mu Zichuan stood up.

"Thank you Miss Han for the fragrant tea. I won't drink it today. I have to go to other shops to check, so I'll say goodbye." He said.

Seeing Mu Zichuan getting up to leave, Han Ruyi stepped out of the way and blocked Mu Zichuan's way.

Mu Zichuan was a little surprised, took a step back and looked at Han Ruyi.

"Miss Han, I am on official business..." he asked.

Han Ruyi smiled sheepishly and said: "Master Mu, Ruyi, Master Mu is very busy with official duties, but I have something else that I would like to ask Master Mu for advice."

"I want to take up a moment of your time, but I hope Master Mu can make it easier for Ruyi, right?"

While Han Ruyi looked at Mu Zichuan with pleading eyes, the hand hidden behind her back moved slightly.

The maid Gian'er understood, quickly exited the private room, and closed the door of the private room.

When Mu Zichuan saw the door being closed, he frowned slightly and said, "Miss Han, what do you mean?"

Han Ruyi said: "Master Mu, Ruyi has some personal matters that I would like to ask you alone. I have asked Yan'er to inform your subordinates and let them go to other shops first. You don't have to worry."

Hearing this, Mu Zichuan's face showed a trace of displeasure.

But due to the opponent's identity as the daughter of the Taishi Mansion, Mu Zichuan endured his temper and stood there.

"If you need anything, Miss Han, please tell me. I'm really busy," he said.

Han Ruyi bit her lip lightly, raised her eyes to look at Muzichuan, and then brought a sachet embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water to Muzichuan.

"Master Mu, I embroidered this with my own hands, not for the embroiderers in the mansion to embroider. I gave it to you..."

Han Ruyi said softly, her face flushed with red clouds.

Mu Zichuan looked down at the sachet in front of him and was surprised.

He glanced at Han Ruyi's loving eyes again, and immediately understood everything.

His eyes were a little dodged, and he didn't dare to look into Han Ruyi's eyes.

He coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Zi Chuan appreciates Miss Han's kindness. However, I never use these little things from my daughter's house. You'd better choose someone more suitable to give them to, thank you!"

Is this...a polite refusal?

Han Ruyi froze in place, a little caught off guard by the rejection.

Because she was the one who rejected others in the past, and this is the first time she has been rejected by others.

The feeling of rejection turns out to be so uncomfortable?

This made Han Ruyi's self-restraint feel like it was about to be overwhelmed.

But she still took a deep breath and tried to force out a gentle smile.

With her melodious and ethereal voice, she asked Mu Zichuan tenderly: "Master Mu, this is the first time Ruyi has embroidered the sachet with his own hands since he has grown up."

"I know I'm not good at embroidery, but I have gained a sense of friendship."

"Master Mu, do you really want to reject Ruyi's friendship like this?" She tilted her head and asked.

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Muzichuan's brows furrowed even more tightly.

He turned away, not wanting to dwell on this topic.

Han Ruyi bit her lip and mustered up the courage to come to him.

"Master Mu, I'm not in a hurry to ask you to collect the sachet. I would like to ask Rong Ruyi to ask you a few questions first, okay?" she asked again.

Mu Zichuan said nothing, but Han Ruyi had already started asking questions.

"Master Mu, may I ask if you have a wife or children at home?" she asked.

"No." Mu Zichuan said.

"Then are you married?" she asked again.

Mu Zichuan shook his head again.

There have been……

Han Ruyi was secretly happy for these two answers.
Chapter completed!