512 People's Hearts

Xiaqiao."I roll my eyes. Is he really so unwilling to call me "master" Last time, he only reluctantly teased me by calling me "little mistress."“Hurry and go remove the poison. There's a medicinal spr...Although Jiang Qiyun's time of sitting in meditation seems short to us, it has already been over a hundred years within the realm of illusions.

He's been thinking a lot lately about how to peacefully deal with his feelings.

The saying of "forgetfulness" by the Supreme Lord Daozu is not about being heartless, but rather about remaining calm and composed. Even if you deeply love someone, you should understand the difference between small love and great love, and not let your emotions cloud your judgment.

In his dark thoughts, there was even the idea that if Mu Xiaoqiao died, he wouldn't be so lost. When evil thoughts solidify externally, they are usually magnified countless times.

He was really lost for a while.

He finally realized that he was not imprisoned by love, and he had never been so confused about others before.

So, in the end, they put the blame for this big pot of problems on my back and made it seem like it was all my fault.

"Why are you smiling" Jiang Qiyun looked at me helplessly, "The plan has come to fruition, and you're still this happy"

"I tease you, before I told you that the fierce star Rahu is in the year of your birth, you didn't take it to heart at all, now you're so nervous After truly achieving detachment, have you reached a higher realm Why are you so worried about the world" I said sarcastically.

He let out a light chuckle: “You don’t understand, the mere brightness of Luohou star isn’t anything, but as long as it appears before and after each other, there's definitely trouble brewing, especially for Ji Dou…”

He shook his head and did not continue.

My appetite was whetted by him, and now that he had just returned from his blissful reverie, he was in a very good mood. I couldn't help but pester him with questions.

He didn't even threaten me! That's really surprising.

My brother's whereabouts... as expected, it's a "field of corpses".

Those aristocratic young masters who pick fights with him are simply overreaching.

Seniors with status would never dare argue with my brother; those younger juniors who want to pick a fight with him are just looking for trouble. My brother can scold them until they're seething, then he'll follow up with: "Talk to someone else who's in charge."

He could drive the other person to utter hatred, a seething resentment that gnawed at them, yet they were powerless against it.

"Brother..." A dozen people blocked the entrance to the tent, I could only tiptoe and shout inside.

My older brother immediately pushed aside the crowd and walked over. When he saw Jiang Qiyun, he was taken aback for a moment before smiling, "I told you there was a deity protecting you! Handling such a trivial matter is effortless, don't worry about it."

He was speaking to those in the know, people who may not have been involved in Huangdao Village but had heard rumors about me.

Each and every gaze directed at me held a mixture of confusion, indifference, and envy.

Hate all you want, everyone has their own opportunities. Whether it's envy, ridicule, or hatred, it's better to seize your own opportunities well.

Mr. Shao arrived with a few bodyguards in a hurry. He had changed his clothes—was this man a clean freak To be so concerned about changing clothes even at such a tense moment

"Young Master Mu, what exactly is going on here" He pressed his voice down, trying his best to sound gentle towards my brother.

"What's wrong Don't you feel it yourself If you don't, ask the masters here, they are professionals and will answer you." My brother sneered and looked at the people who had just surrounded him with questions.

These people must be asking my brother why he destroyed a corner of the formation, saying he was overreaching. My brother is now slapping them back.

Shao Zong's eyes were flickering with surprise, he looked at each of the participating mages one by one, and those mages didn't look too good on their faces.

Sister Zhao hurried out to smooth things over and said: "Everyone is working hard for Shao General's project, which is also contributing to the country. The size of the contribution may vary, but the sincerity doesn't. Although Master Mu just arrived, he has also tried his best to help. If things go wrong, not only will we lose face, but life in the future will be difficult... Therefore, we should actually be grateful to Master Mu and Miss Mu."

A middle-aged Taoist priest bowed to my brother and said, "That's right. It's the common wish of all of us Taoists for things to be resolved. Thank you both, young friends from the Mu family, for your great help."

Then one person bowed, and everyone else followed suit.

These polite exchanges have always been none of my business. I stood aside, stealing glances at Mr. Shao.

His eyes held a glimmer of shrewdness.

Regardless of his sexual orientation, he was first and foremost the son of a high-ranking official, having grown up interacting with all sorts of dubious individuals.

To have walked steadily to this day without screwing anyone over, must definitely be a smart person.

His eyes suddenly met mine, he gave me a grin and walked over, saying in a low voice: "So you're Miss Mu... I really thought you were Mr. Mu's girlfriend."

This guy... cares so much about my brother

He should be able to figure out who my brother's girlfriend is with a little digging.

I'm too lazy to explain. If you have the guts, go argue with Lin Yanqin about jealousy!

"How could my brother possibly be interested in you He doesn't have any interest in men at all."

On the way back, my brother complained: "That Mr. Shao is like a piece of chewing gum! He even asked for my WeChat, hell, does he want to hit on me too!"

Then you gave or didn't give

“I can’t refuse! He’s the son of the director of the XXX Hall! What does that position mean It means that for all major events happening across the country, he can decide which ones are reported first and which ones are reported last!” My brother grumbled: “Even to see the Grand Elder, his father has to schedule time out of his busy work day.”

"Well, at least we're still safe in our little corner of the world!" I chuckled.

Jiang Qiyun sat quietly in the car, holding my hand, her eyebrows and eyes serene and warm.

"I'm telling you two, absence makes the heart grow fonder, why not head back and get intimate" My brother glanced at me from the rearview mirror.

"Mind your own business!" I snapped.

“Well, well... I don't care who you get involved with. You say your brother is like a mother to you Well, let me just remind you, either use protection or be mentally prepared... I think being mentally prepared would be better, haha." My older brother said those words right in front of Jiang Qiyun, leaving me incredibly embarrassed.

I stole a glance at him. He leaned against the car door, propping his chin up with one hand, his lips and eyebrows quirked slightly, and gave me a cool smile as he narrowed his eyes.

In that instant, I understood something.

Even if I forget for a hundred years, some things will never change, even if I forget for a thousand years!

For example, that thing and that thing!

This evening, I truly felt what it meant to let go... His calm and detached attitude was completely inappropriate for a close encounter between two people.

His five internal organs and six bowels were almost crushed by him, the pain from his lower back down was excruciatingly unbearable. Even bringing his legs together felt agonizing.

The next day, I slept until the sun was high in the sky before getting out of bed like an old man, rubbing my lower back.

My brother laughed wickedly, "Sorry, I was with Qin last night watching a horror movie. I didn't hear anything, otherwise I would have come to save you... But~~ looking at your puffy little face, it seems quite useful anyway~~~~"

You're welcome!

"Did Lin Yanqin stay here last night"

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