"Qing'er!" Mu Ruyue glanced at Yao Yunqing, her brows furrowed slightly, but she didn't say anything after all.

In the eyes of this young man, she did not see any affection, but only that deep attachment, which is generally only possessed by sons to their mothers......

"Let's go, Zi Qianjing, if you want to come, follow by yourself."

Zi Qianjing raised his lips and smiled, a lazy and good-looking smile hung on the corner of his lips, and his stupid gaze always wrapped around the girl who was not much different from his age.

"Call me Jing'er, okay?"

Mu Ruyue wanted to speak, but when she caught a glimpse of the other party's eyes full of light, her heart somehow softened: "Jing'er, come with me." ”

Zi Qianjing curled the corners of her lips with satisfaction, it was good to be able to look at her like this after a thousand years......

Fu Tianxue stared at the young man's gaze wrapped around Mu Ruyue, and stomped her foot with some chagrin, at this moment, something called jealousy appeared in her heart.

She was indeed very jealous of Mu Ruyue.

This silver-clothed young man is too handsome, and his temperament is so noble and lazy, which is perfect for people to marvel at, however, there seems to be only one person in the eyes of this young man.

How can others not be jealous?

"Mu Ruyue, you are already married, and you are still attracting bees and butterflies outside, if your man knows the Tao, will he abandon you?" Funeral Dumpling sneered.

Among the many men she had seen before, only the aunt of the Xiao family was the most handsome, shocking, such an evil and powerful man like Shura, I am afraid that there is only one in the world.

Because the man already has a wife, and the identity difference is too big, he really has no idea about burying the snow. She doesn't want to be someone's concubine, let alone seduce a married man.

Now this young man named Zi Qianjing is also so handsome and excellent, not very different from the aunt of the Xiao family, much more perfect than Xiao Feng, if she can marry this young man, she has no regrets in this life.

As for Mu Ruyue...... A married woman is not worthy of being her opponent, if Zi Qianjing learns that she thinks that a woman is still seducing her, she will inevitably feel disdain for that woman's character.

And himself, even if he doesn't have the face of the country and has no amazing talent, but don't men generally like gentle, pure, and empathetic women? What's more, she is now the lady of the funeral family......

Funeral Dumpling Xue slowly retracted her thoughts, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes as she looked in the direction in which the few people had left.

The cultivation room, to be precise, is a room, the vitality in this room is more intense than the outside, if you cultivate here, after all, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and there is only one sleeping bed in the whole room, and there is nothing else.

At night, it's as quiet as water.

Mu Ruyue sat quietly on the bed, and a faint vitality lay down in her body along the seven orifices, and suddenly, a breath came from her face, she suddenly opened her eyes, and her two fingers stabbed at this uninvited guest with a gust of wind.

Just as her fingertips reached the other's eyes, they stopped abruptly.

Under the moonlight, the handsome face of the young man raised a shallow smile, the evening breeze blew from the door, the silver clothes rose lightly under the cold moon, the young man stood straight in the evening breeze, the slender figure was like a fairy under the moon under the moonlight, beautiful.

The young man's face made Mu Ruyue feel in a trance, and for some reason that familiar feeling couldn't be erased from her heart......