As a daughter, I travel in the world of Gulong

Chapter 317 Chapter 316: Fox

The next day, Murong Qiudi came down from Shenjian Villa. Shopkeeper Xie was holding the boat and secretly glanced at the injury on her hand from time to time.

"Do you know who was injured?" She caught Shopkeeper Xie's gaze.

Shopkeeper Xie shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Murong Qiudi said: "Myself."

Seeing Shopkeeper Xie's stunned look, she smiled, looked down at the scratches on the side of the ship, wiped the fingers of her left hand across the scratches, and suddenly said, "Is this the mark left by Yan Shisan?"

"Ok?"

Shopkeeper Xie was surprised.

The night Yan Shisan sank his sword, he was the only boat in the lake, and he and Yan Shisan were the only two people on the boat.

Why did Murong Qiudi know about Yan Shisan’s marks?

What else does she know? Is there really anyone in this world who knows those unknown secrets?

"You seem to be surprised." Murong Qiudi said.

"Some people may know about Yan Shisan's carving of a boat and sinking a sword, but I should be the only one who knows about this carving." Shopkeeper Xie said.

Murong Qiudi smiled and said nothing. Shopkeeper Xie looked at Murong Qiudi in confusion, with this look——

Several images seemed to flash through his mind, with eyes shining with faint will-o'-the-wisps, four women standing under the tree...

Shopkeeper Xie's head suddenly hurt, as if a needle was pricking him. His hands were shaking violently, and he almost dropped the pennies in his hands.

"Thank you, shopkeeper, what's wrong with you?"

Murong Qiudi's voice brought shopkeeper Xie back to his senses. His trembling slowly calmed down. He looked at Murong Qiudi blankly and said in a deep voice after being silent for a while: "It seems that I had a nightmare before, and I would occasionally have headaches after that. "

Murong Qiudi's eyes narrowed.

Of course she knew it was not a nightmare - on the night Yan Shisan sank his sword, they did not hide their traces and stood carelessly under the trees on the lakeshore, but shopkeeper Xie noticed them.

When shopkeeper Xie met that person's eyes, he suddenly seemed to be controlled. When the other person told him to go back, he went back to sleep obediently.

"You really don't remember anything?" Murong Qiudi looked directly into Shopkeeper Xie's eyes.

"Have you never had a dream, Madam?" Shopkeeper Xie waved his hand, "Many dreams are forgotten when you wake up."

He hesitated and asked: "It's just...how did the young lady know about the mark left by Yan Shisan?"

"I was also on the boat that night, have you forgotten?" Murong Qiudi smiled.

Shopkeeper Xie laughed dryly and said, "Young lady, please stop joking."

"It's right here."

Murong Qiudi suddenly said.

Shopkeeper Xie suddenly froze.

The ship has sailed to the location where Yan Shisan sank his sword.

Murong Qiudi looked at the lake surface that was wrinkled by the wind, with little ripples spreading in the water.

"It scares you."

"Ha ha……"

Shopkeeper Xie lowered his head and concentrated on rowing the boat. He didn't know if this was Murong Qiudi's revenge. On the day he fought with Xie Xiaofeng, he did not give Murong Qiudi his sword.

Shopkeeper Xie knew that Murong Qiudi would become the young mistress of Shenjian Villa.

The ship has docked.

Murong Qiudi glanced at the position of the tree where the four of them were standing, and got on the carriage calmly.

In the past half month, Murong Qiudi has sent his subordinates to continuously collect folk legends about "foxes".

After more than half a month, Murong Qiudi saw the two women again. They seemed to have just gone out for some fun, playing with a knife and carving a small wooden sword.

When Gu Changsheng saw Murong Qiudi's hands wrapped in thick white cloth, he couldn't help but take another look at her.

"A showdown?" Murong Qiudi said: "A showdown."

Gu Changsheng nodded, "Will they compromise?"

Murong Qiudi said: "They will. Wangsun Xie can't bear it. Whenever people in the world talk about the Excalibur Villa, the Murong family is always mentioned. In another hundred years, the Murong family will also be weighing on the Excalibur Villa."

"You can really do it."

"Excalibur Villa has ignored our mother and son for eight years, why can't I do it?" Murong Qiudi said with a faint smile.

Xie Xiaofeng, Excalibur Villa, whenever one of them does something...

Gu Changsheng said: "They know your plan."

Murong Qiudi said: "As long as you know it, you know it."

Gu Changsheng smiled and shook his head.

This is no longer a conspiracy, but a naked conspiracy.

Murong Qiudi's purpose is very simple. Shenjian Villa belongs to her son, and it can only belong to her son.

No matter how she plots against Shenjian Villa, she is still the young mistress of Shenjian Villa, and her son is Xie Xiaofeng's son.

Shenjian Villa always has to be passed down. Between a daughter-in-law who defeated Xie Xiaofeng and Xie Xiaofeng's illegitimate child who wandered out from nowhere, or even a brothel, it is obvious which one to choose.

Xie Xiaofeng's thoughts are no longer important. He can be willful, a vagabond, break family laws and have Shenjian Villa ignore him, and leave without saying a word to become Aji, just because he is the undefeated Xie Xiaofeng.

Now that he has lost, for the Xie family, family is more important.

From this point of view, Murong Qiudi is undoubtedly perfect. There is no more suitable woman in the world. Together, they will benefit both sides, and apart from each other, they will suffer both sides.

"Even without me, Xie Xiaofeng will provoke Nangong Qiudi, Wang Qiudi, and Li Qiudi sooner or later. This is his fate." Murong Qiudi sighed.

Gu Changsheng nodded, Murong Qiudi was really good at reading people.

In the original story, the fruit of Shenjian Villa was finally picked by Xie Xiaoyu - the illegitimate daughter of the Demon Cult princess and the lord of Tianmei Palace.

But the current demon sect... Gu Changsheng scratched his chin. The demon sect was all packed up by Sun Xiaohong back then. Now it seems that the demon sect has not appeared for a long time.

"Xie Xiaofeng is having a hard time," Gu Changsheng said.

"I'm very good to him." Murong Qiudi said softly. She stood there quietly and beautifully. She was only a twenty-four-year-old girl, and now she was at her most beautiful age.

Gu Changsheng said nothing and concentrated on sharpening the small wooden sword in his hand.

Murong Qiudi did not leave either. She blinked quietly and kept looking between Gu Changsheng and Jiang Yuyan.

She kept recalling the scenes after meeting these two people, the actions of feeding each other hidden behind the gauze curtain, the rubbing oil next to each other in the carriage, and the occasional fox voice in the room.

Murong Qiudi suddenly knelt down gently on the ground.

Gu Changsheng stopped moving his hands, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and looked at the beauty in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

"Foxes can be adults, but can humans be foxes?"

Murong Qiudi asked as she knelt on the ground.

"Who told you that we are foxes?" Gu Changsheng's expression turned strange. He looked at Jiang Yuyan again. Not to mention, the way Jiang Yuyan was lazily leaning on her now looked a bit like a vixen.

Thinking again about the time when he used the Soul Capturing Technique, Gu Changsheng suddenly understood.

Murong Qiudi said: "If I can learn one and a half moves, I will also..."

She thought about the habits of foxes, then dragged her legs two steps forward, pressed her face against Gu Changsheng's calf, and rubbed against the hem of her skirt.

(End of this chapter)