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Ming Xiting and Ye Chen were engaged in a lively conversation, and before they knew it, dusk had settled in, casting a deepening darkness across the sky.
At Ye Chen's home, Ming Xiting felt the invisible pressure emanating from Pei Guanjing as he finished two meals without any intention of leaving. It seemed he was determined to stay for a few days.
Noticing this, Pei Guanjing maintained a calm demeanor and softly asked, "A Chen, does your friend plan to stay here for a while?"
On that day in his own yard, Ming Xiting had only caught a fleeting glimpse of Pei Guanjing and Xiao Douya. However, after spending an entire day at Ye Chen's house, he finally understood why Ye Chen, with the soul of a modern man, would choose to have a child with this man.
The reason was simple: Pei Guanjing's looks were three times more handsome than that shameless person he had seen bullying children on the street earlier that day.
Though Pei Guanjing wore a plain robe, his extraordinary celestial aura was impossible to conceal. Just sitting quietly there made him resemble a breathtaking painting of an immortal descending to the mortal realm.
Yet every time this thought crossed Ming Xiting's mind, whenever Ye Chen or Xiao Douya called out to him, it felt as if even an immortal had fallen into the mundane world, tainted by the scent of humanity.
Ye Chen also had plenty to share with Ming Xiting. Having finally met someone else from the modern world, he wanted to talk for several days. Without hesitation, he replied, "Yes, he will stay for a few days."
Upon hearing this, Pei Guanjing's brows furrowed slightly as he remarked, "But there may not be enough beds in the house."
"That's fine. He can stay in my father's room. Isn't he off traveling? He won't be back for quite some time, so you can use his room for these few days. If that's not suitable, you can share a room with Xiao Douya," Ye Chen suggested.
Pei Guanjing cast a cold glance at Ming Xiting, his handsome brows knitting tighter. "You plan to sleep with him?"
Ye Chen turned to look at him with a hint of impatience on his face. "What’s wrong with that? Do you have an issue? I’m sharing a bed with my friend; are you going to nitpick? Besides, both he and I are Kun Ze; why are you worrying about it?"
"A Chen, we are already married. As a married Kun Ze, it is inappropriate for you to sleep on the same bed we use every day with him. Moreover, your friend holds a distinguished status; I assume..."
"It’s fine, it’s fine! I’m not that particular," Ming Xiting quickly interjected, waving his hand to indicate that he didn’t mind at all.
Thus, Ming Xiting successfully "took over" Pei Guanjing's position and settled down beside Ye Chen.
The night was as dark as ink, thick and impenetrable.
Ming Xiting lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Beside him, Ye Chen had already drifted into slumber, breathing evenly and steadily. Ming Xiting gently pressed his lips together, quietly got up, put on his clothes, and decided to take a stroll in the courtyard to relieve the restlessness in his heart.
Although Ye Chen's home was not as spacious as his little courtyard in Ming Mansion, it still appeared elegant and serene compared to an ordinary merchant's residence. Some of the decorations were even more exquisite than those in his own courtyard.
Ming Xiting walked over to a stone bench in the courtyard and slowly sat down, resting his chin on his hands while gazing dreamily at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.
The moonlight poured down like water, casting a soft halo around him.
As Ming Xiting focused on the moonlight, a faint sound suddenly came from behind him. It was very subtle, like someone carefully stepping on a pile of grass, producing a rustling noise.
Just as Ming Xiting was about to turn around to investigate, the person behind him hurriedly spoke up: "Don't turn around, Ye Chen."
Ming Xiting's eyes widened in shock. What was happening? Was Ye Chen being so reckless?
Fearing that the person behind would discover he was not Ye Chen, Ming Xiting panicked and quickly lowered his head, burying his face deep in his arms. He held his breath, terrified of revealing any clues.
"I just came to see you. If you’re doing well, then I can leave at ease."
Lou Yu took two steps forward and stopped. His gaze was fixed intensely on Ye Chen's back, unable to look away for a long time.
He never expected that after just a year apart, Ye Chen had lost quite a bit of weight. Despite having given birth to a child, Kun Ze's waist remained slender as a willow tree, and his silhouette appeared so frail.
Alone in the cold dew of the night admiring the moon, with Pei Guanjing not caring for him—had he suffered some grievance?
With this thought in mind, Lou Yu couldn't help but take another step closer and lowered his voice with concern: "Are you... doing well? Why isn’t Pei Guanjing... here with you?"
As Lou Yu moved closer, Ming Xiting buried his head even lower. He was racking his brain on how to respond when this person discovered he was not Ye Chen. But in that moment of extreme tension, his body—still not fully under control—unintentionally released a hint of Xin Xiang.
Ming Xiting still couldn't fully control her emotions around Xin Xiang, but she managed to keep her composure in front of the crowd. However, everyone has their moments of instability. It was during these times of heightened emotion that Ming Xiting would inadvertently let slip a few traces of Xin Xiang.
For an ordinary person, this slight manifestation of Xin Xiang might not have any immediate consequences. But behind her, Lou Yu, a keen observer from Tian Qian, quickly sensed something was off.
"Who are you?" The moment Lou Yu caught that hint of Xing Hua Xiang, his eyes narrowed sharply. In an instant, he moved like a flash of black lightning, leaping forward and gripping Ming Xiting's shoulder tightly as he demanded an answer.
Upon closer inspection, Lou Yu realized with surprise that this person was actually Kun Ze, the one he had seen earlier at the entrance of Yangsheng Hall. How could he have confused his silhouette with Ye Chen's?
Before Ming Xiting could explain her identity, she had just lifted her head to speak when Lou Yu struck her, knocking her unconscious.
As he looked down at the unconscious Ming Xiting in his arms, Lou Yu's expression turned complex as he scanned the surroundings.
If this Kun Ze were to reveal that he had come to meet Ye Chen late at night, it could tarnish Ye Chen's reputation. It was better to take him away first, ensure he kept quiet, and then return him later.
In just a few breaths, Lou Yu made up his mind. He bent down to carry Ming Xiting horizontally and frowned as he turned and leaped over the low wall from which he had just entered, his figure vanishing into the night.
Just after they left, a white shadow quietly emerged from behind one of the pillars in the courtyard.
It was Pei Guanjing.
He watched Lou Yu take Ming Xiting away with a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a knowing expression. Then he glanced back at the sleeping Xiao Douya inside the room before quietly closing the door. A glimmer of darkness flickered in his eyes as he strode purposefully toward Ye Chen's room.
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