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Chu Yang raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Using my parents' affairs to deceive me will have serious consequences."

Gu Qiong shrugged dismissively: "Can harming someone be more serious than being killed by your own children?"

Chu Yang pondered for a moment and asked, "How can you tell me?"

Gu Qiong answered decisively, "As long as Xiao Feng and Yao Yao don't want to kill me, that's fine. I promise to keep my promise, take you to their remains, and I'll also tell you some secrets from back then."

After a moment of hesitation, Chu Yang stared intently into Gu Qiong's eyes and asked, "You really killed their mother?"

A look of desolation flashed in Gu Qiong's eyes, his fists clenched tightly, his fingertips turning white.

"Whether I killed him or not, so what? I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that one day they will regret killing their own father."

The night was as dark as ink. Chu Yang carried Murong Lan, who was wrapped in a bed sheet, out of the taxi.

He could see the Murong family mansion brightly lit from afar.

A group of direct descendants of the Murong family were walking out, each of them looking menacing, as if something major had happened.

He was about to step forward when he was stopped by an old hand.

"Follow me!"

Murong Qingyang nodded to Chu Yang and then pulled him to the nearby woods.

"What is the Murong family trying to do?" Chu Yang asked, puzzled.

Murong Qingyang stroked his beard and pointed at Murong Lan on Chu Yang's shoulder.

"You stole Lanlan from the Crown Prince's residence, and now the Murong family is in an uproar. The Crown Prince is not only going to hold you accountable, but he has also mobilized the garrison. You've really messed up this time."

Chu Yang said "Oh" and handed Murong Lan, who was on his shoulder, to Murong Qingyang.

"You can take care of your own child. Just don't say I stole him."

He's not worried about that much now. Even if the Crown Prince suspects it was him, so what? There's no evidence anyway.

Murong Qingyang quickly stuffed Murong Lan back into the box.

"What kind of behavior is it for an old man like me to be holding a granddaughter?"

Chu Yang pushed Murong Lan back again.

"I don't want to! If you want, then go find her father to come and take her away."

Murong Qingyang slapped his thigh in frustration: "That kid will definitely send Lanlan back immediately. The Crown Prince might torment Lanlan because of what happened earlier. Can you really bear to do that?"

Chu Yang scoffed, "What do I have to be reluctant about? If the Murong family has already made up their minds, what's the point of me interfering?"

Now that he has rescued Murong Lan and handed her over to the Murong family, he has already fulfilled his mission.

As for how the Murong family will handle things next, he couldn't care less.

A sly glint flashed across Murong Qingyang's face as he pointed ahead.

"There's a small, unassuming hotel over there. Take Lanlan there and get her a room. Let her decide for herself whether to stay or leave after she wakes up tomorrow."

Chu Yang's lips twitched. "You're really that comfortable letting me take her along?"

Murong Qingyang smiled slightly: "If Chu Tian's son is this shameless, then I have nothing more to say. Let's go!"

Seeing Murong Qingyang's carefree attitude, Chu Yang sighed helplessly.

After finding a small inn, Chu Yang transferred 10,000 yuan directly to the landlady.

"No ID card required!"

The proprietress was overjoyed.

"Oh, don't worry. I'm very tight-lipped. I'll prepare the best room for you."

After carrying Murong Lan into the room, Chu Yang used silver needles to neutralize the aphrodisiac in her body before hurriedly leaving.

When they arrived at Hua Xiyue's residence in the capital, the others were still awake.

Gu Shengyao sat down opposite him and asked coldly, "Now that we've found Gu Qiong, when do you plan to make your move?"

Chu Yang scratched his forehead. "You saw him kill your mother with your own eyes?"

"Of course! I was very young then, but I saw it clearly. My mother died at his hands!"

Gu Shengyao's tone was full of resentment.

Chu Yang felt a headache coming on.

The feeling Gu Qiong gave him was completely different in public and in private.

Either Gu Qiong has his own reasons.

Either Gu Qiong is putting on an act to lull him into a false sense of security.

"I have a duel with Gu Qiong tomorrow."

Gu Shengyao's beautiful eyes were full of hope, and she excitedly grabbed Chu Yang's hand.

Are you serious?

Chu Yang shrugged: "There's no faking this. You'll come with me tomorrow. But if I can't beat him, you and your brother will both die."

Gu Shengyao glanced at Gu Shuofeng, who was watching TV, and lowered her voice, saying, "Just the two of us will go tomorrow."

Just as Chu Yang was about to speak, Gu Shengyao quickly made a shushing gesture.

"Tomorrow it's either us dying or him dying, right?"

Chu Yang hummed in agreement: "That should be fine."

As Gu Shengyao's beautiful eyes darted around, a complex and strange light flashed across them, and then she took Chu Yang's hand.

"Follow me!"

Seeing his younger sister actually take a man's hand and enter the bedroom, Gu Shuofeng, who was watching TV and eating potato chips, immediately froze.

"Am I... seeing things?"

Inside the bedroom, Gu Shengyao pushed Chu Yang onto the bed and began taking off her clothes without saying a word.

Chu Yang shifted his body back slightly.

"No, what are you going to do?"

"I'm afraid that if we both die tomorrow, I won't be able to keep my promise to you."

As she spoke, Gu Shengyao's navy blue Miao embroidered dress, like a shed butterfly wing, silently slumped onto the carpet.

Moonlight streamed through the window, outlining her breathtaking curves.

Inside was a dark blue Miao-style embroidered bodice that tightly hugged her full, rounded breasts, which rose and fell slightly with her slightly rapid breathing, creating a deep, breathtaking cleavage.

Below her slender waist, which could be grasped in one hand, was an embroidered short skirt in the same color, barely covering her pert hips.

Their skin was as white as jade, and the unique supple figures of the Miao people were on full display under the light.

Her hair was slightly disheveled, hanging down her neck, and her eyes were misty, with a desperate, all-or-nothing brilliance.

She leaned slightly forward, a faint fragrance of herbs wafting from her, her eyes burning with a stubborn intensity, clearly showing a willingness to risk everything.

Chu Yang's Adam's apple bobbed, but the moment the soft jade touched her, he reached out and firmly pressed his hand on her shoulder.

"Get dressed."

"You don't want it?"

"Uh...no, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"What if we're all dead?"

Chu Yang paused slightly, then looked up at the stunningly beautiful woman.

"I'm not used to things being detached from feelings and responsibilities. Let's continue when you feel it's not just about commitment."

Gu Shengyao slowly straightened up, looking at the man in front of her with a puzzled expression.

"you……"

Chu Yang nodded slightly: "That's right! I'm not the kind of person you think I am."

Gu Shengyao seemed to have figured it out.

"I understand! You just slept with Murong Lan, and now you've entered 'wise maniac' mode. That's why you refused, right?"

Chu Yang: "..."