Su Caoming looked at Xie Zhiming, who was wearing men's clothing, and his expression suddenly became gloomy. When he passed by Xie Zhiming, he threatened in a low voice that only two people heard, "Don't forget you agree."

What did I live?"

"I haven't forgotten." Xie Zhiming paused when he heard Su Caoming's voice.

Su Caoming snorted coldly.

"Xiao Lian, why don't you take your lady to change your clothes quickly?" Su Caoming said angrily: "Girl beauties."

Xiaolian was so scared by Su Caoming that she was stunned for a second, and hurriedly took Xie Zhiming to change her clothes.

Xie Zhiming looked at the light red dress in his hand and locked Xiaolian outside the door.

"Miss, the master said he should be quicker, so I'll help you change it." Xiaolian slapped the door outside the door and slapped.

Xie Zhiming recalled the process of taking off his clothes last time and quickly put on his clothes on his hands.

Xie Zhiming opened the door and let Xiaolian come in.

"No need to apply powder." He was startled by the sudden look on his face last time.

Xiaolian responded. In fact, in her opinion, Xie Zhiming looks good no matter how she dresses up, so she quickly put on makeup and hair.

Soon Su Caoming took Xie Zhiming in full dress and left the house.

After Su Caoming and Xie Zhiming arrived at Yun Mansion, they were quickly welcomed in.

They were greeted by Butler Yun, who came to the Su family last time. He smiled and said to Su Caoming and Xie Zhiming: "Master Su, Miss Su, our old man is already waiting for you, come quickly."

After hearing what the butler said, Su Caoming quickly followed.

Xie Zhiming also followed behind and secretly observed the entire Yun Mansion.

Yun Mansion is amazingly large, with a very grand and gorgeous decoration inside, with water terraces and mountains and rivers. Xie Zhiming enjoyed the fun of a private garden.

Xie Zhiming followed him to the front hall of Yun Mansion. A man with all white hair sat upright above the living room. A Taoist priest wearing a yellow robe stood beside the old man.

There were several female relatives standing around, and one or two young people.

The moment Xie Zhiming appeared, everyone was stunned and silent in an instant.

Xie Zhiming was no longer surprised by this scene. He followed Su Caoming and greeted the Yun family.

Master Yun shouted Xie Zhiming and came forward: "You are Su Le?"

Xie Zhiming: "Yes."

"What books have you read?"

"I didn't read." Xie Zhiming told the truth, Su Le had never read any books.

Xie Zhiming said this, and the eyes of the people in the hall changed slightly. Among the many eyes, there were obsessive and admired, regretful and jealous and mocking.

Mr. Yun paused, and then said, "Okay, a woman without talent is virtue."

Mr. Yun pointed at the people in the room and introduced them to Xie Zhiming one by one.

"This is Taoist Master Chen." The Taoist priest standing next to Master Yun, wearing a bright yellow dress, bowed to Xie Zhiming.

"My eldest grandson, Yun Qingfeng." The handsome man standing on the side nodded to Xie Zhiming.

"Second granddaughter, Yun Qianqian." The girl who pointed to her name owed her body.

"Granddaughter, Yun Weiwei." The girl looked up and looked at Xie Zhiming with a few glances, and owed her body.

"The one who married the Su family was my youngest grandson. Yun Qingmo. He was young and had a bad temperament and was not in good health, so he rested in the room. He didn't come to meet you today. I hope you don't get angry, you and Qianqian have it.

Vivi is all girls, so you can go play together without being restricted." Mr. Yun said, and the two girls next to him were happy to see the naked eye.

The two girls took Xie Zhiming out.

"How is it?" Mr. Yun asked Taoist Master Chen who was standing next to him.

Taoist Chen showed a happy expression on his face: "Okay, judging from his face, this woman can definitely suppress the evil spirits on the young master."

"Master, a distinguished guest is here." After a while, the servants outside came to report.

Su Caoming, who was standing beside him, said tactfully: "Since Mr. Yun has a distinguished guest, I will not disturb you."

"It's okay, Qingfeng, please stay with Mr. Su for a while." Mr. Yun left after he said that.

On the other hand, Xie Zhiming went out with two ladies from the Yun family.

As soon as he went out, Yun Weiwei said to Yun Qianqian next to him: "Sister, I'm a little tired and want to go back and rest."

Yun Qianqian glanced at Xie Zhiming and said to Yun Weiwei: "Okay, I'll accompany Miss Su alone, you go and have fun."

Xie Zhiming nodded: "You can do whatever you want."

"Miss Su, I've lost my companion."

Yun Qianqian said to Xie Zhiming: "I will take you to the back garden and let me tell you about Qingmo."

"good."

"I have been weak since I was a child. He is relatively strong and has a bad temper. I will prevent you first." Yun Qianqian said with a smile: "Although you are illiterate and may not have anything to talk to Qingmo, you are beautiful.

I believe Qingmo will like you, he likes beauty."

"Yes." Xie Zhiming maintained Su Le's personality and responded softly.

"Miss, there is something urgent!" After a while, a little girl dressed as a maid hurried over and walked over to Yun Qianqian and whispered in a low voice.

Yun Qianqian frowned slightly and said to Xie Zhiming, "Miss Su, I have something urgent here. You can wait here for a while and I will go back."

Yun Qianqian said that and left.

Xie Zhiming didn't respond much to Yun Qianqian's departure, but instead became more comfortable.

Xie Zhiming walked around the garden of Yun Mansion and suddenly felt a secret peeping feeling, but when he surrounded him, he found nothing.

Two hours later, Yun Qianqian did not show up, and Xie Zhiming didn't plan to wait.

He planned to walk back based on his previous memory.

However, Xie Zhiming found that he seemed to have walked out of the place. He broke into a bamboo forest. The bamboo forest and the outside seemed to be two worlds. The dense branches and leaves blocked the sky, and the light inside was dim, and except for the rustling sounds made by the branches and leaves, it disappeared.

Any sound.

"jingle."

Xie Zhiming looked down and found that he stepped on a red line with a bell tied to the red line.

"Meow~" the bell sounded a curious black cat over.

The black cat stared at him with orange-yellow eyes, curiosity and vigilance inside. Xie Zhiming narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the black cat for a few breaths, and no one allowed anyone to let him go.

"Meow~" The black cat shook his tail and called out to Xie Zhiming. It took a step forward, then turned around and looked at Xie Zhiming.

The black cat was signaling him to follow, and Xie Zhiming took steps forward. After seeing Xie Zhiming following, the black cat continued to walk forward.

Xie Zhiming followed him to a strange courtyard. The black cat stopped at one of the doors and disappeared in Xie Zhiming's vision in the blink of an eye.

Xie Zhiming came to the door, and a crack broke open at the door.

He asked softly, "Is anyone here?"

There was no sound inside the door.

He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, suddenly a force pulled him closer to the room.

Xie Zhiming's eyes turned dark. He opened his eyes but found that nothing could be seen. A piece of gauze covered his face, and he could only see a shaking shadow in the haze.

He felt his wrists being grabbed tightly and his body was pressed against the door. The cold touch from his wrists made the hairs on his skin stand up instantly.

Just as he was about to break free, he felt a hard object pressing against his waist, and Xie Zhiming's body suddenly stiffened.

"Who are you?" Xie Zhiming asked in a deep voice.

However, no one answered him.

The coldness was slid across his forehead, nose, and along his lips, pressing straight to his throat. Xie Zhiming was forced to raise his head up.

The cold front of the dagger stayed in his throat for a short time.

"May I have your name?"

At this time, a lazy voice sounded faintly in Xie Zhiming's ears, and a cool breath hit his ears. Xie Zhiming felt uncomfortable and wanted to turn his head, but the dagger pressed against his throat made him move.

Dare not to move.

"Ha." The man seemed to be pleased by Xie Zhiming's actions and chuckled.

The dagger is still sliding down slowly.

"My temper is not very good. If you want to mess with me, you can give it a try."

The cold tip of the knife jumped away Xie Zhiming's coat and slowly leaned in.

"It doesn't seem very plump..." A playful voice rang in my ears.

Because the vision in front of him was blocked, Xie Zhiming frowned slightly, afraid that the person would continue, so he quickly spoke, "Su Le."

"Su Le..." the man murmured the name softly.
To be continued...