A large ship approaches Tianhai Gate.

There are nearly a hundred meters apart. The leader of Tianhai Sect, He Zhongrong, has been waiting with his wife and children, and is waiting on the edge of the island. There are many masters around him, carefully preventing accidents.

Although Zhuo Mufeng was unwilling to do so, he still walked out of the room, but stood outside the crowd and did not get too close to the woman Qin Keqing.

His eyes swept towards the island ahead, and naturally he easily saw the waiting crowd. Zhuo Mufeng, who was originally extremely depressed, suddenly felt his heart thumped.

Because he found He Ping and Ye Linlang in the crowd, why are these men and women here?

Wait, Tianhaimen?

Because she was in a bad mood before, Zhuo Mufeng had not thought about it carefully, but now she suddenly realized that in the past, her sister in white had told him that she had lived in Tianhaimen since she lost her memory.

So these two Tianhai Gate refer to the same place? In this way, I can see my sister in white again? Zhuo Mufeng's mood became clear, just like the sun appeared in the gloomy sky.

Although he still remembers the funny and fun scenes of Sister Bai's clothes, He Ping and Ye Linlang, but time has changed, he is still willing to get close to that kind woman with a clear mind.

Being with her seems to make people even their worries disappear. Zhuo Mufeng is already fantasizing about the scene when he meets his sister in white.

As the ship docked, the group of people disembarked one after another.

He Zhongrong and his people came up immediately. After just a round, he locked in Qin Keqing, who was surrounded by others, and was noble and graceful, and clasped his fists and said, "This is the Qin Manager. He Zhongrong is in a position to welcome him. I hope he will forgive me."

Qin Keqing showed a charming smile: "He Sect Master is polite. Looking at the South China Sea, how many people can make He Sect Master move to the mountain gate? Keqing feels guilty."

Both sides were very polite and then introduced each other. In short, the atmosphere was harmonious.

Zhuo Mufeng has been hiding behind the crowd because he didn't want He Ping and Ye Linlang to discover him, otherwise the identity of "Lu Juntian" would be exposed, which is likely to attract murderous intent from both of them.

He didn't know what Qin Keqing was doing here. Logically speaking, with her status and strength, she was not enough to make He Zhongrong, who was comparable to the Witch Crown Ting, so polite. There must be something inside of this that he didn't know.

It seems necessary to ask that woman!

Originally, Qin Keqing wanted to introduce Zhuo Mufeng to the people of Tianhai Sect. After all, this was a beloved general she had conquered and was very good at taking advantage of it. However, when he looked around, he could not see the figure of that guy.

Knowing that the other party must have avoided something, Qin Keqing did not force her to avoid embarrassment.

Both sides advanced together and walked into Tianhai Gate. Qin Keqing saw that red lanterns were hung around and covered with red wedding words, and laughed casually: "He Sect Master, is it your family going to have a wedding in the near future?"

He Zhongrong laughed: "Manager Qin came very well. In another half a month, it will be the happy day for the dog. Manager Qin will definitely drink a few more drinks at that time."

Qin Keqing looked at He Ping and said, "That's such a great honor. I just don't know which girl has such honor to be liked by the young master?"

Although He Ping is nearly forty years old, he is very good at maintaining his internal strength and looks like he is in his early thirties. He is wearing a dark red robe. He looks handsome and has a very good temperament. He smiles humbly when he hears this.

Before he answered, He Zhongrong, who looked more simple, had already smiled and said, "I am ashamed to say that girl is the wise girl of the dog."

Qin Keqing didn't know who the sister was, but she still said politely: "I guess that Miss He must be a fairy-like person."

Who knew that Zhuo Mufeng, who was behind the crowd, heard this sentence first, and saw the big red lanterns swaying around him again. The flow of people was busy, and his face turned pale in an instant. He felt his brain rumbling and almost staggered to the ground.

He Ping only had two sisters. Seeing Ye Linlang's silent look, it was obvious that it was not, so there was only another person left.

"Sister in white is going to get married?" Zhuo Mufeng murmured. The gentle woman who was flawless and kind enough to not even trampled on an ant, finally came to this day.

It was just caught off guard, so fast that Zhuo Mufeng didn't even have time to react.

He didn't want to admit that his heart was extremely complicated at this moment, including shock, confusion, and indescribable sourness and jealousy.

He remembered the scene of getting along with his sister in a hidden village, and the gentle and pampering woman who was making jokes with her intentionally funny, helpless but indulging in her gentle pampering.

He knew that he shouldn't think too much and shouldn't be greedy, but deep down he had fantasized about the possibility of being with his sister in white.

But it all ended, ended in the redness of He Zhongrong and his son's smug laughter.

Before Zhuo Mufeng's eyes, the figure of Sister Baiyi rushed out desperately when she just left the hidden village. At that moment, she must have been forgotten.

He could not forget the happiness and naughtiness that Sister Bai had never shown to him before the two of them. He was a poor younger brother, and perhaps He Ping was the person she liked.

Zhuo Mufeng closed his eyes, shook his head gently, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was no longer in the mood to look at the scene around him, but he felt that his heart seemed to be hollowed out, and he couldn't be interested in anything, and walked along with the crowds in a hunch.

Important figures such as Qin Keqing and Situ Ji were naturally arranged to rest in the living room by the people from Tianhaimen. Zhuo Mufeng and other entourage were all placed in another large courtyard, and servants were serving tea and pastries.

During this period, people kept chatting with Zhuo Mufeng, but Zhuo Mufeng just barely responded to a few words and even answered questions that were irrelevant. After a few times, everyone also saw that he seemed to be in a bad mood and did not disturb him again.

About half an hour later, an elder from Tianhai Gate came over and led them to the guest room. Since there were many entourages this time, a room was allocated for each three people.

Zhuo Mufeng didn't care. After the arrangement was made, everyone else was curious about Tianhaimen and made an appointment to come out together. Only he lay on the bed, staring at the beam of the room in a daze, his eyes dazed.

I don't know how long it took, but the setting sun shone into the window, making him close his eyes slightly, and he couldn't help but snort. The door was pushed open at this time, and a wisp of fragrant wind came and became thicker in his nose.

He opened his eyes and met Qin Keqing's eyes. She was standing by the bed, staring at Zhuo Mufeng with a puzzled look on his face.

"Is there something wrong?" Zhuo Mufeng stretched out his upper body.

Qin Keqing looked at him and his smile gradually closed: "You seem to have something to worry about?"

Zhuo Mufeng said haha: "What can I worry about? I am just unhappy when I see you. Just leave if you have nothing to do, don't disturb me to rest." He doesn't want to talk to anyone now.

Qin Keqing stroked her skirt with both hands and sat on the edge of the bed. Yingying looked at him: "Mufeng, if it was because of Aunt Qin threatening you, then I'm sorry, but I have to do this. In addition, you can come to me if you need any help, and Aunt Qin will try to help you."

She knew very well that the most advantageous weapon to get someone’s sincere help is love. Most people are not worthy of her appearance, but this young man is different.

Zhuo Mufeng sneered: "Put your hypocritical trick, there is no need to do this." He lay back on the bed and turned his back to Qin Keqing.

After a moment of silence, Qin Keqing stood up and left, and when he walked to the door, he said, "I specially asked the people from Tianhai Gate to prepare a separate room for you, right in Bizhuyuan in the east wing."

Seeing that he had no reaction, Qin Keqing had to close the door and leave.

By night, everyone else came back. Zhuo Mufeng didn't want to stay in such a noisy environment, so he found the servant, asked for some questions, and then went to Bizhuyuan.

Seeing Qin Keqing and Situ Ji chatting in the yard, Zhuo Mufeng smiled at Situ Ji. After observing for a while, he saw that the room on the right was pitch black and walked in.

"What's wrong with Young Master Zhuo?" Situ Ji said in confusion.

Qin Keqing has been with the upper hand for a long time and is also a proud and arrogant person. Seeing Zhuo Mufeng's attitude is so bad, he can't help but feel angry, so he snorted casually: "Maybe it was snatched away by someone's love!"

Situ Ji widened his eyes.

Zhuo Mufeng, who walked into the room, heard this, supported the table with his hands, and his heart seemed to have been cut by someone. He gritted his teeth and told himself not to think too much, and walked towards the dark bed.

Zhuo Mufeng stayed in Bizhuyuan for two days in a row. His mood seemed to be relieved. Every time he saw Situ Ji, he would drink and chat with him. When he talked about excitement, he would laugh, but he ignored Qin Ke's love.

Tonight, Tianhaimen held a welcome dinner for the people from Songya Yuefu, but Zhuo Mufeng still did not go. At midnight, Situ Ji, who was half drunk, returned together with Qin Keqing.

Situ Ji put a jar of wine on the stone table and smiled and said, "Brother, you will lose a lot if you don't go this time. The wine at Tianhaimen is really good. And I also saw a peerless beauty."

Zhuo Mufeng was shocked and smiled dead, "If you want to talk about a peerless beauty, isn't that right in front of you?"

Upon hearing this, Situ Ji glanced at Qin Keqing and smiled embarrassedly.

Qin Keqing snorted, "You little boy, don't do this! I'm still self-aware. Senior Situ doesn't have to mind. The young master's fiancée is indeed worthy of the word "a peerless beauty" and is no less than the eldest lady of the Wu family. Tonight, the two of them went in and out together and raised their glasses to drink, which made others envious!"

Zhuo Mufeng asked casually: "In this way, are they very loving?"

Situ Ji nodded: "It should be, otherwise how could Miss He agree to marry that young sect leader?"

"It's really a pity that I didn't go tonight." Zhuo Mufeng smiled, raised the jar of wine and took a sip, slapped the stone table: "Old man, you haven't had enough fun yet, I'll have another round with you."

Situ Ji gave a thumbs up and said happily: "I just like my generous look!"

The two of them took turns to drink hard, and they looked so happy. However, as a woman, Qin Keqing was born with a keen intuition, and the more she looked at her, the more she felt something was wrong.

But something was wrong and I couldn't tell you. After watching it for a long time, I had to shake my head and go to the room to sleep by myself.
Chapter completed!