"Lord Jialing, several people who were kidnapped have been found in the prison."
"Hmm, that's strange. Why not kill them after robbing them? What's the point of keeping them alive? Hmm?" Ning Xian bent down and used his whip to lift the chin of a young, injured bandit, asking.
"The boss said...they're from a wealthy family...we can scam them out of another sum..."
"Tch, that's all he thinks about."
Seeing that everyone else was counting and packing their money, she said to the person who had just informed her, "Let's go release them. Maybe we can extort some 'thank you fee' from them."
"Pfft." Feng, standing some distance away, let out a short puff, then coughed lightly, seemingly choking on her own saliva. ...Just now she was talking about others, but how is she any different from them...?
Ning Xian naturally wouldn't care about such a trivial matter. He snorted and walked towards the prison cell.
After bringing in a bandit, she casually urged, "Open the cell door."
"Yes, yes..."
Then she ordered her men, "Take everyone out... Keep your eyes open and see who should go and who should stay..." Naturally, those without money were released directly, while those with money were kept and personally escorted back to their residences to collect a "thank you fee." Ning Xian was giving instructions when she suddenly noticed a pair of eyes staring at her with surprise... In the prison, among several men who were clearly wealthy merchants, was a man dressed in white, though slightly dusty, but tall and slender with a well-proportioned figure. His face was like a fleeting glimpse of beauty in a landscape painting, serene and elegant, as if exuding the fragrance of ink from a scroll...
Uh, this... looks kind of familiar...?
Ning Xian blinked, evaluating this rich young master who looked like he'd faint if he were whipped twice. He had such a serious face, as if the word "serious" was engraved on his forehead—really, no matter how you looked at him, you just wanted to punch him.
"What are you looking at? Do you want to stay in there forever?"
Why wait for someone to stare at her with such surprise? Why not just gouge those eyes out and let him know that not just anyone can be stared at...?
"—Ning Xian?"
She suddenly heard the man call her name. Ning Xian was slightly taken aback, then looked again—that figure, that face, that serious expression…it really did look so familiar…
Cold sweat, black lines.
—Turn around and walk away, "You've mistaken me for someone else!"
She rushed out of the cell and ordered her men, "Release everyone in the cell! Leave no one alive! Now!" Good heavens, how could she have run into him here? She's supposed to be a "sick and bedridden wife at her parents' home," how could she be a demonic sorceress in the martial world?
She had barely left when she heard Mu Yuan's alluring voice, which was maddening—
"Hey, isn't this my cousin's husband? What a coincidence, running into him here?"
Ahhhhhhh! This is it, we can't avoid being caught now! Someone drag this jerk out of here!!
Chapter 29 Reunion of Husband and Wife
Bai Mo stared in astonishment at the "brother-in-law" who appeared after Ning Xian, and was even more astonished that... he was right there, casually exchanging pleasantries with him.
“Brother-in-law, it’s been so long! How have you been? I’ve been wanting to visit you, but I heard you eloped without a word, and I couldn’t find you. What a coincidence! I never expected to run into you here. What are you doing here? Didn’t your mistress come with you? I’ve always wanted to see which girl is so shameless that she even tries to abduct someone’s husband… Oh dear, I hope she wasn’t kidnapped by bandits… those bastards, they’re heartless and have no morals…”
Bai Mo turned pale and then flushed red from his words. After enduring it for a while, he finally gave a slight bow and got straight to the point: "Was that Ning Xian just now?"
"Ning Xian? Where is Ning Xian? Isn't my 'cousin' recuperating at her parents' home? What's she doing in a place like this?"
Ning Xiansong, who was hiding outside the cell, breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away tears of emotion—"Master Mu, it turns out I've been wrong about you all along. In times of crisis, you still have to rely on someone you know!"
Yes, just keep denying it. Anyway, she's "recovering from illness at her parents' home." As long as she keeps denying it, what can Bai Mo do? Who would believe him?
Indeed, even Bai Mo can hardly believe his eyes now.
Was that Ning Xian he had just seen? His wife, as pure and beautiful as a lotus flower? But the woman who had just appeared was dressed in black, her exquisite figure clad in black, her eyes radiating an unrestrained, flamboyant, and alluring charm, commanding her subordinates with haughty efficiency. She resembled a female hero… no, a high-and-mighty female bandit; she bore not a trace of his gentle and charming wife.
Even if the beautiful hibiscus is actually a thorny rose, it's still better than a female bandit.
Despite his sharp tongue, Mu Yuan remained "gentle and considerate" towards beautiful women, especially those from respectable families. He personally helped Bai Mo out of prison, much to the surprise of his subordinates who wondered when Mu Zuo Shi had acquired such a wealthy relative.
Judging from everyone's respectful attitude towards Mu Yuan, it would be difficult for anyone to "misunderstand" anything...
"Young Master Mu Yuan, aren't you a member of the Qiu family? Aren't you in business? What's going on..."
"Oh, hehehehe... It's just a little hobby, something I do occasionally as a side job..."
...Part-time job...what do I do?
Bai Mo was speechless at the sight of the double-crossing before him.
But that woman just now... was she Ning Xian?
Ning Xian, who was hiding to the side and dared not show himself, urged his subordinates, "Don't let Left Envoy Mu keep dawdling, hurry up and send him away!" As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yuan continued, "I wonder where my cousin-in-law is staying now? Why don't you come back with me first, let me entertain you for a couple of days, and then I'll send someone to take you back, how about that?"
"Aaaaah—! What nonsense is this guy spouting?!" Ning Xian screamed, grabbing his hair, wanting nothing more than to rush out and shut Mu Yuan up.
Feng frowned and looked at her strangely. This woman was already chaotic enough, what was wrong with her now?
Heaven seemed not to hear Ning Xian's prayers. She saw Bai Mo's gaze search around, as if looking for her figure to confirm her identity. Although he did not find her, he replied, "Then I shall respectfully comply."
Kneeling on the ground—Heavens…why is this happening? Bai Mo is actually coming to the Demonic Sect…
Feng glanced at Ning Xian's appearance, then couldn't help but look at Bai Mo again—it seemed this man was not only an old acquaintance of Mu Yuan...who was he?
It's rare that he, who usually has no interest in other things, paid attention this time.
She could hide in the mountain village, but on the way back, there were only a few horses and a few carts full of boxes. Where could she hide?
Bai Mo's gaze followed her intently. He quickly rode up to her side, while Ning Xian moved to Ci Sheng's other side. The three of them moved in unison, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, leaving Ci Sheng sandwiched in the middle like a meat filling.
"Young master, please..." Bai Mo politely asked Ci Sheng. Ci Sheng smiled faintly and nodded, seemingly bewildered, and then continued walking between the two.