There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Yu Zinu is an expression of how much he cares about her.

Even if in the end they can only remain close friends, I hope she won't make things as awkward as they are now.

It tormented her even more.

As for Honglian, Jiang Mo hoped to make her back down and not get any closer.

Ultimately, we are on different paths and cannot work together.

If she gets too close to him, one day Honglian will get hurt.

As for whether Han Fei will be injured...

Noticing the gaze directed at him, Jiang Mo shrugged inwardly at his good friend who had given him the perfect opportunity, muttering to himself with a hint of schadenfreude:

When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it first tests their resolve and strengthens their body...

I'm sure Brother Han won't mind this little bit of hardship.

Han Fei felt a slight itch on his nose and a sudden chill down his spine, and for no apparent reason, he had an urge to sneeze.

However, he forcibly suppressed this feeling and strode towards Honglian.

Jiang Mo's deduction was correct; Han Fei had indeed used Honglian to provoke Zi Nu, making her jealous and realize that she still cared about Jiang Mo, thus easing the tension between the two.

Furthermore, the existence of Zi Nu could be used to make Hong Lian, that little girl, give up completely and stop causing trouble.

Things progressed more smoothly than Han Fei had anticipated.

While secretly admiring the seamless teamwork between himself and Jiang Mo, Han Fei didn't forget about the martial law issue. He planned to pull away the extremely angry Hong Lian before discussing serious matters.

Unexpectedly, an uninvited guest approached without permission.

"Honglian, Lao Jiu, how strange! You two have actually come to this Pear Garden Garden?"

The voice from behind made Han Fei pause in his actions, and his previously smug expression froze. However, he quickly regained his usual nonchalant attitude.

"Fourth Brother, what a coincidence! You're here too?"

Turning back to greet the Fourth Young Master Han Yu, Han Fei subtly took a step, shielding Zi Nu and Jiang Mo behind him. He then reached out and tugged at Hong Lian's shoulder, feigning helplessness, and said:

"Stop being childish. Fourth Brother is here and you're not even going to greet him?"

Despite her usual disdainful expression when interacting with Han Fei, Honglian and Han Fei are siblings who have grown up together and share an extraordinary understanding.

Without verbal communication, a single glance is enough for both parties to understand each other.

For example, even though she was so angry that her cheeks were almost puffed up like a pufferfish, Honglian still realized that Han Fei was intentionally covering for Jiang Mo and Zi Nu.

Although she rarely comes into contact with the wickedness of people's hearts, Honglian sometimes appears very innocent and naive.

But she wasn't stupid; it was just that her upbringing had often left Honglian without a sense of crisis. Upon receiving Han Fei's prompting glance, she immediately understood something:

They needed to cover Jiang Mo and the other person.

If Fourth Brother finds out their identities, things might not turn out well.

Despite being furious at Jiang Mo's earlier statement, Honglian wished she could rush forward, pinch his cheeks, stretch them out, and give him a good thrashing.

But when faced with a situation that might endanger Jiang Mo, she still stood by his side without hesitation.

The thought of having to cover for Zi Nu while holding her nose made Hong Lian feel extremely annoyed, and she didn't give Han Yu a friendly look when she turned around.

She only called out reluctantly, "Fourth Brother."

Who made you angry again?

Perhaps because he was considerably older, Han Yu, as the fourth brother, acted much more authoritatively towards Hong Lian than Han Fei did. Even when he spoke jokingly, there was little smile in his eyes.

"Why do you call your fourth brother like your dead brother?"

"It's all because of Ninth Brother! He's never serious, and the jade pendant I gave him before we went on our studies is nowhere to be found. I'm afraid he sold it sometime ago to buy wine!"

The reason for being angry is hard to explain.

However, this did not stop Honglian from turning her gaze to Han Fei and taking the opportunity to viciously complain to Han Yu.

Don't ask, the reason is that Han Fei's tone when introducing Zi Nu just now made her hold a grudge.

Slightly embarrassed, Han Fei couldn't explain. Although the jade pendant was actually in Jiang Mo's hands and hadn't been sold, Hong Lian's guess was pretty much correct.

Han Fei did indeed intend to sell it to buy wine.

If Jiang Mo hadn't been there, this jade pendant would probably have ended up in someone else's hands long ago, and it wouldn't have been easy to redeem it.

"Old Ninth, Old Ninth, how could you indulge in wine and women all day long?"

Han Yu raised his hand and patted Han Fei on the shoulder. Although he seemed to be standing up for Hong Lian and teaching Han Fei a lesson, there was not much disappointment in his voice.

Perhaps, the brother Han Fei, who indulged in wine and women, was the one he most wanted to see.

"Fourth Brother is right, but it's not that I don't want to do my job properly. That's why I made a fool of myself..."

Scratching his head, Han Fei responded with a dry laugh.

Seeing that Han Yu didn't seem to notice Jiang Mo and the other person behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief. He then brought up his own setback in the Ghost Soldier Robbery Case to make fun of himself, trying to confuse Han Yu and lower his guard.

This trick was indeed very effective.

Han Yu's gaze lingered on Han Fei and Hong Lian as he chatted with them about everyday matters, paying little attention to Jiang Mo and Hong Lian, who remained silent as maids and servants.

Unfortunately, Han Yu was not like Han Fei, who had recently returned to China, who had no one to rely on.

"Forgive my presumption, but those two people behind the Ninth Young Master are unfamiliar faces; I don't think I've ever seen them before. I wonder who they are..."

Standing behind Han Yu, Han Qiancheng, his eyes gleaming, suddenly spoke.

He truly deserves to be called a rare and exceptional marksman; even among top-tier experts, his eyesight and perception are outstanding.

Even though Jiang Mo and Zi Nu tried their best to conceal their auras and pretend to be ordinary people.

However, Han Qiancheng noticed something amiss in just a few words, and his wary gaze was already locked on the two of them.

"presumptuous!"

A stern rebuke rang out, but it didn't come from Honglian or Han Fei. Instead, it came from Han Yu, who flicked his sleeves and scolded his adopted son.

But after he finished scolding them, his gaze fell on Jiang Mo and the other person.

"These two don't seem like ordinary people either. Could they be the retainers that Ninth Brother has been recruiting recently? Why don't you introduce them to me?"

With a half-smile on his face, Han Yu turned to look at Han Fei.

Tsk, so this guy still noticed me? In the original anime, he was always trying to poach Zhang Liang. Could it be that he's now targeting me?

It is said that gold will always shine.

But I don't like being constantly targeted by others... Of course, if it's a beautiful woman, that's a different story.

With a sigh in his heart, Jiang Mo's brain was already working at lightning speed.

It was quite unexpected that I would encounter Han Yu and be targeted by him, but since it has already happened, there's nothing I can do about it.

The key now is how to extricate myself.

At the very least, Zi Nu must be able to leave this place safely.

While Jiang Mo was pondering a countermeasure, Han Fei was also quickly considering how to deal with the situation. Just as he was about to jokingly tell Han Yu not to compete with him for the girl, a charming and light laugh suddenly rang out.

This caused everyone's heart to tremble slightly:

“You siblings are so affectionate, chatting and laughing all the time, leaving me all standing around.”

The unfamiliar yet familiar voice made Jiang Mo's eyelids twitch.

Ignoring whether his reaction was too extreme, he, who had been standing with his head bowed as if following a servant, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

The beaded curtain rustled softly, and a graceful figure appeared.

A charming figure walked gracefully towards Jiang Mo with dignified and elegant steps, as if traversing the river of time.

Chapter 73 I'm watching the fox, really.

A night breeze stirred, bringing a series of crisp sounds like the vibration of wind chimes, drawing one's gaze involuntarily.

The beaded curtain that was originally hanging down was lifted up from inside the room.

Her slender, fair fingers gently gathered the edge of the curtain, her nails painted a perfect shade of cardamom red, neither too dark nor too light, like peach blossoms about to bloom in spring.

Stunning and beautiful, yet not overly flamboyant.

The jade hand, with its pearls even more lustrous and shiny, merely flicked the curtain with a casual, light touch, yet it carried an indescribable languor, as if its owner didn't even need to exert much effort to lift her hand on ordinary days.

Everything from clothing and food to housing and transportation—all the necessities of life—is taken care of by others.

The beaded curtain swayed, making a rustling sound like raindrops falling to the ground. She strolled out, her footsteps accompanied by the crisp, melodious sound.

The first thing that caught everyone's eye was that unusual head of brownish-red hair.

Instead of tying her hair into an elaborate updo, she simply tied it back with a pale gold hair accessory.

A few stray hairs slipped from her temples and clung to her snow-white neck.

This only accentuated her languid and weary state.

The ornaments hanging from her ears swayed from side to side with Hu Meiren's steps, glittering with gold and dazzling the eyes.

It added to her air of unapproachable nobility.

The beaded curtain gently fell, and the graceful Hu Meiren, surrounded by her maids, stepped out of the room, her charming face finally coming into view.

It was a face naturally alluring, so beautiful it was almost bewitching.

Her eyebrows were naturally dark green without makeup, and her lips were naturally red without lipstick. Her eyes were slightly upturned, exuding a natural charm. When she looked at someone, her eyes were like the first ripples of spring water, so captivating that they could drown a person.

But those beautiful, bright eyes were always half-open and half-closed.

Like the fox in her arms that always liked to curl up.

She seemed indifferent to everything in the world, yet her unassuming glances always revealed a natural charm that was more deadly than any deliberate seduction or flirtation.

It makes one want to give everything for it willingly.

She had a delicate, small nose and a strikingly beautiful face. Her skin was almost translucent white, with an alluring, light blush.

She wore a light pink, wide-sleeved silk robe with a very low neckline, revealing a section of her collarbone and a large expanse of her fair and delicate skin.