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Xia Muxin pulled back the curtain of the carriage and gazed up at the bright moon in the sky, her excitement evident.
This was her first time seeing the night view of Zhushan County, aside from Daimiao Village, of course.
The night was quiet, and she was still awake. The silvery moonlight poured down, illuminating everything around. A few stars twinkled playfully in the sky, while under the street shops, one or two large red lanterns swayed gently in the breeze, casting bright red arcs against the darkness.
"Let's go."
Shen Muhan looked at Xia Muxin's eager eyes and jumped down from the carriage first. He then reached out a hand to her. Xia Muxin smiled widely, grasping his warm palm with her small hand and nimbly jumping down from the carriage.
"Let's grab something to eat first."
Shen Muhan glanced at a noodle shop not far away and spoke casually before taking her hand and leading her there.
The noodle shop was not very busy, and their arrival undoubtedly brightened the innkeeper's eyes, shaking off any drowsiness as he greeted them warmly.
After finishing their noodles, feeling energized and warm, Xia Muxin tugged at Shen Muhan's hand and said playfully, "Uncle, isn't there a lake up ahead? Can we go boating?"
She was referring to the center of town, where she had seen many couples walking side by side during the day, laughing softly or whispering sweet nothings while sitting on smooth stones.
On either side of the lake were peach trees and willows, making it the perfect season for enjoying the scenery.
Shen Muhan wore a gentle smile, his dark eyes shining like the brightest stars in the sky. His brows lifted slightly, making him even more charming in the night. He seemed almost eager to fulfill Xia Muxin's every wish.
The two of them made their way to the lakeside, where the surface of the water shimmered like silver under the moonlight. As the night breeze blew, ripples danced across the lake, reflecting the weeping willows and a few branches of pink peach blossoms nearby, creating an ethereal sense of dreaminess.
The air was filled with a mix of floral scents intertwined with the fragrance of damp earth. Xia Muxin ran to the edge of the lake, spreading her arms wide and closing her eyes to inhale deeply.
In the moonlight, she wore a simple dress; her dark hair flowed with the wind, and her eyes were slightly closed, a look of bliss on her face with a faint smile gracing her lips. She stood there quietly, lost in the moment.
Though the night was deep, many people were out on the lake—men and women, young and old. Laughter and cheerful chatter filled the air, mingling with the sweet sounds of children playing.
Amidst the ebb and flow of people, several pairs of eyes gazed intently at Xia Muxin. With just one glance, they recognized her. Some frowned, some sighed, and others wore enigmatic smiles—all because of Shen Muhan, who stood protectively behind her like a guardian.
"Hey... Uncle, do you know? Today is my birthday in another world. I wonder if anyone will remember me there; it’s probably just a lonely grave by now."
In previous years, she had always spent this day alone, but now everything was different.
Suddenly, a group of children began to run around playfully. One child who looked to be no more than three years old dashed toward Xia Muxin. Nearby, several people tensed up as their hearts raced. Just in time, Shen Muhan reached out with a swift motion, pulling Xia Muxin into his embrace while effortlessly catching the child in his other hand. The startled child immediately burst into tears.
The child's parents rushed over in panic, repeatedly apologizing and expressing their gratitude...
"Hmph, this woman's luck won't last forever. I will make sure she suffers a fate worse than death."
In a hidden corner sat two men and a woman. The two men wore ornate robes and had cold, venomous gazes fixed on Xia Muxin and Shen Muhan. The woman was dressed in a gown that mirrored the moonlight; her hem fluttered in the wind with a rustling sound. Her face was obscured by a veil matching her dress's color; if it weren't for the clarity of the moonlight, she would have frightened many.
These three were none other than the Zhao Family Siblings.
He Cong and Wang Shoucai had been brought to court under her direct supervision. She had subjected them to numerous tortures until they were barely alive yet still confused about why she treated them so harshly. But when she removed her veil, their pupils widened in terror as they cried out for answers about who had done this to them. At that moment, she had wanted nothing more than to shove a red-hot iron into their mouths—and she almost did until her brother stopped her. Later on, she learned the truth: it was all part of Xia Muxin's carefully laid trap.
From that day forward, she vowed to make Xia Muxin experience what she had endured; she would ensure that Xia Muxin tasted every bit of suffering...
"Little sister, I know you feel wronged, but we can't rush this. Father still needs to rely on the court's power. Sooner or later, this woman will become your best toy. You can do whatever you want with her; I never speak empty words."
Zhao Yangwu grasped Zhao Qiushui's arm tightly, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in his eyes, each word sounding like a vow.
Zhao Yaowei nodded in agreement.
Meanwhile, because of the child's commotion, Shen Muhan wouldn't let Xia Muxin approach the lake. He simply held her hand and strolled leisurely.
"Wow, Boss Xia, is this all you can do? Have you really been crushed by me in just two months? You only show up at night now."
A white figure approached gracefully. The man had striking features, and his gaze towards Xia Muxin held a hint of gentleness, but when he looked at Shen Muhan, it was filled with blatant provocation.
This person was none other than the bored Ouyang Xuan.
He hadn't seen Xia Muxin at the shop for almost half a month. Without her prickly presence, it felt like a missing splash of color in his life; the fragmented fun was no fun at all.
At that moment, seeing the familiar face brought him joy, yet he felt an inexplicable chill. A strange sensation slowly crept into his heart, prompting him to voice a sarcastic remark.
"Boss Ouyang, what a coincidence."
Encountering Ouyang Xuan was unexpected for Xia Muxin. His sarcastic tone prompted only a simple greeting in response.
However, Ouyang Xuan's gaze remained fixed on Shen Muhan's tightly clasped hand with hers. A cold sneer flickered in his eyes before he asked:
"And who might this be?"
"My husband."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Muxin immediately replied, her expression calm when mentioning her Husband, showing no hint of the shyness typical of a young woman. Shen Muhan remained silent, merely tightening his grip on Xia Muxin's hand, his gaze casually sweeping over Ouyang Xuan.
Ouyang Xuan let out a cold snort, nodded at Shen Muhan, and then strode away.
Xia Muxin felt that her pleasant mood had been disrupted and lost interest in admiring the beautiful night. The two of them left in their carriage.
The next day, while Xia Muxin was still lost in her dreams, Aunt Xia knocked on the door to wake her up.
Startled awake, she sat up abruptly and glanced at the man beside her, who was propping his head up with one hand and wearing a devilishly charming smile. She felt an impulse to grab him and throw him out the window.
Shen Muhan, however, smiled enchantingly, his beautiful Dan Feng Eyes fixed intently on Xia Muxin, not missing a single change in her expression. Inside, he was quite pleased, wondering if Aunt Xia would rush in and demand a marriage proposal upon seeing him in Xia Muxin's bed.
He had been looking forward to this for a long time.
Xia Muxin quickly dressed, casually tying her long hair up and securing it with a Yulan Hairpin. Before leaving, she flipped the blanket over Shen Muhan, completely covering him so that only darkness could be seen. Then the door creaked open, followed by the sound of her hurried footsteps down the stairs. Faintly, Shen Muhan could hear Xia Muxin's voice:
"Mother, what's going on? You came to wake me up so early..."
Shen Muhan thought to himself: "......"
It seemed there was nothing Xia Muxin wouldn't say.
Aunt Xia watched as Xia Muxin rushed down the stairs two steps at a time, her brows furrowed in confusion. She glanced at Shen Muhan through the closed door before looking back at Xia Muxin's room. Finally remembering the matter at hand, she hurriedly followed her downstairs.
"Muxin, the entire Daimiao Mountain has been bought by someone with the surname Ouyang."
As soon as Xia Muxin reached the bottom of the stairs, she was startled by the scene before her. There were at least a hundred villagers in the courtyard, led by the village chief, all wearing worried expressions and discussing among themselves. Some were even red-faced and furious about something. It wasn't until Summer Forest Zhaoxia Muxin spoke that she began to understand what was happening.
In their eyes, Xia Muxin was the smartest in the village. Moreover, the Xia Family was currently considered the wealthiest in the area, so when this incident occurred, she was the first person everyone thought of.
Upon hearing this, Xia Muxin gritted her teeth, almost squeezing out a few words through clenched jaws: "It's Ouyang Xuan again."
She knew very well what the villagers were worried about. She had just escaped from the Wang family's clutches, and after finally acquiring enough land, they had yet to see any harvest. Now it seemed that everything was slipping away again, and they could no longer bear to repeat such a situation.
Xia Muxin was unsure of the Ouyang Family's intentions, but at that moment, she felt furious—extremely furious.
"Everyone, please head back for now. This matter is a bit tricky; I need to understand the situation first."
After a pause, she forced herself to calm down and spoke reassuringly to everyone.
At that moment, Shen Muhan slowly descended the stairs. He had naturally heard what was said earlier and frowned slightly before walking over as if nothing were amiss.
Seeing him, Xia Muxin wasted no time and grabbed his arm, rushing outside.
"Uncle, let's go find that bastard Xiao Yan. How can he just sell off an entire Daimiao Mountain like that?"
- End of Chapter -
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