There was a soft sound in the forest, and a figure fell in front of him. He was dressed in ink and had his face mask removed. It was naturally Bei Shuihan.
"Thank you sir." Bei Shuihan politely hugged Mr. Xue.
There was some displeasure in Mr. Xue's tone, "I heard that the family wants to kill Zi Tong?"
"I have my reasons." Bei Shuihan said.
"I don't allow it." Mr. Xue raised his hands, "If you dare to kill her, I will kill Beichen."
There was no chill in his voice, but a complete calmness, as if he said the weather was nice tonight.
However, it is this calmness that reveals absolute perseverance and determination.
Bei Shuihan raised his eyebrows, "If you don't want me to kill her, then teach her some skills and don't let her harm Beichen."
Mr. Xue heard the complaint in his words and frowned slightly, "Where does the idea of implication come from?"
Bei Shuihan was angry and helpless, "That brat Beichen signed a blood servant contract with her."
Hearing this, Mr. Xue was also startled, and then laughed out loud for a moment.
"In that case, I am worrying too much."
"Hmph!" Bei Shuihan snorted, "If it wasn't like this, I would have killed her long ago!"
"The head of the family can obviously sit on the chair with his wife and watch his son marry and have children, but he has to do it like this. Why bother?"
"You are not qualified to teach me a lesson!"
"That's right." Mr. Xue nodded slightly to him, "That's it, I'm leaving."
"Don't forget, teach your apprentice well." Bei Shuihan frowned and looked at his side face, "I don't care what college you are from or not. If my son is involved in the purple pupil and dies, I must
Kill you, this unscrupulous gentleman!"
Mr. Xue's face turned solemn, "If that happens, I won't bother you if I come. I'll say goodbye!"
Nodding slightly to Bei Shuihan, Mr. Xue left again.
Bei Shuihan looked at the direction in which he disappeared, let out a long sigh, and looked at the Peacock Tower with the lights out in the distance. He also flew up and left the Beijia Villa.
＊＊＊Ni-tian-xiao-kuang-hou＊＊＊
The next day.
Zi Tong slept until three o'clock in the morning before she got up. She opened her eyes and looked at the sunlight filtering through the window. She just exclaimed and then sat upright hurriedly.
Beichen, who walked in, heard her call and rushed to the bed in a flash.
"Why...are you having a nightmare?"
Zi Tong hurriedly stood up, grabbed the clothes he had prepared for her from the pillow and put them on her body, "Quick, let the servants make me a pot of tea!"
Beichen helped her take her long hair out of her clothes, "What happened?"
"Don't you know that the new daughter-in-law has to serve tea to her mother-in-law on her first day? It's so late, why didn't you call me? Your mother must be angry with me..."
"No need to go."
"How can that be done? This is the rule..."
"My mother told you to have a good rest. These rules will be waived. You can just have dinner with her at noon."
"When did she say that?" Zi Tong raised her face suspiciously, looked into his eyes, and could easily read his thoughts.
Reading the word "Broken Red" from his consciousness, she just frowned.
"What is Broken Red?!"
Beichen said nothing, just raised his lips and smiled, with a little ambiguity in his eyes.
He didn't say anything, but she had already read his thoughts and knew that he was using his own blood to impersonate her Chu, Ye Luo and Hong. They were startled at first, and then laughed softly.