Chapter 102 (2/2)

Even though Yu Linglong found Yu Qianjiao as a scapegoat for this matter, Yu Linglong still felt a sense of faint uneasiness in her heart now that the noise was so loud.

After all, this happened because of her. The Gan family wanted to marry Yu Qianjiao, but it was because she regarded her as the woman who rescued Gan Lin.

She didn’t care about the fact that the Gan family found out that Yu Qianjiao was not her, but if she was involved in this matter, it would be very hard to get out of trouble, which she was worried would happen very soon.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long before her anxiety was confirmed.

That day was the first snow since the beginning of winter.

The courtyards in the Yu house closed their doors and locked windows one after another. The deserted Yu house seemed even more depressed in the heavy snow, and even a single figure could not be seen.

Naturally, s.h.i.+ Huiru would not miss such a good snow scene. She sent someone to invite Yu Linglong and asked her to enjoy the snow in the teahouse by the Yunzhao Lake.

Yu Linglong didn’t take Ling’er back to the Yu Mansion until after the lamps were being lit. The snow was still thriving on the ground, larger than the sky, and it fell on the ground in a thick layer, reflecting the bright back garden at night, lighting it up like it was daytime.

She stepped on the snow, creaking in the silent night. Yu Linglong wore a crane cloak with white fox fur with a red feather veil over her face, and a pair of warm deerskin boots under her feet, walking slowly along the path.

Ling’er had half a gla.s.s of wine for dinner. Her face was flushed, and she kept saying this and that, looking very excited.

Yu Linglong walked in front, listening to Ling’er behind her babbling non-stop, occasionally showing a faint smile, which was regarded as a response.

It seemed that only for a moment, even though there was no sound, Yu Linglong suddenly became vigilant.

This is a kind of intuition, and even more a kind of instinct, was a keen sense of smell that she had exercised when she experienced many dangers in her previous life.

In this quiet snowy night, there was a mysterious oppressive atmosphere that was surging heavily in the dark.

In the corner of her eyes, a black shadow seemed to appear suddenly. In the next moment, Ling’er, who was still chattering ceaselessly, suddenly fell silent, and the world instantly fell into a dead silence.

Yu Linglong subconsciously leaned toward the dagger at her calf. She moved extremely fast, but unfortunately it was not as fast as the speed of the dark attacker. Before she could touch the handle of the dagger, her slender arm was jerked by a huge force.

Yu Linglong pressed her pink lips tightly and pressed the unexpected low exhale into her throat, restraining herself from being surprised.

A distant but familiar smell came from the tip of the nose, mixed in the cool breath of snowflakes, so cold, with a blizzard-like fury.

“What on earth do you want to do!?”

Yu Linglong could only see Ling’er’s tiny figure lying motionless in the snowdrift, and raised her eyes to look at the person close at hand, and an expected face fell in her eyes.

He really came.

In the heavy snow, the silver mask was glowing with cruel sharp brilliance, and a pair of cold ink eyes were particularly dazzling, with overwhelming anger, staring at her pretty face.

Pieces of snow fell on the cold mask. They never melted, making his cold lips as thin as a sharp blade and his face as cold as an iceberg.

“Didn’t you promise me to never partic.i.p.ate in this matter!? Say, why do you want to break your promise!” These domineering words, with irrepressible irritation, slammed out of his lips.

Yu Linglong’s pretty face sank. She stretched out her hand and pushed away his cold embrace, leaning over to check Ling’er’s injury.

The man in black snorted coldly and said: “She was just knocked unconscious by me. She will wake up in an hour. You should answer my question first!”

Confirming that Ling’er was okay, Yu Linglong stood up. Her watery pupils coldly met his aggressive gaze, and she said in a low voice, “Who said I broke my promise?”

The black man’s eyes flashed a complex emotion, and he said: “I have received news that Gan Lin is about to marry a lady from the Yu mansion, and this young lady once saved Gan Lin’s life—”

The tall figure gradually approached her, with the power to shock everything. It seemed that she could be buried in an instant.

“Tell me that person is not you!?”

Yu Linglong was about to tell the truth, but she suddenly smelled the cold scent of the man in black, and suddenly there was a flash of light in her mind, and the fragments of the memory gradually joined together.

Could it be…

The words were on her lips when suddenly, she retracted them.

Her pink lips raised a sneer, and Yu Linglong said faintly: “Why does it matter if I marry him or not?”

The unexpected anger came in an instant, and the man in black clenched her shoulders and shouted coldly: “Didn’t you promise me? Why are you marrying Gan Lin!?”

As if she didn’t feel the pain from her shoulders at all, Yu Linglong smiled brilliantly. Her smile was boundless, and the snow all over the sky instantly lost its light.

“I like him, so naturally I will marry him.”

The big hand squeezing on her shoulder creaked, indicating the anger of the man in black, but his strength gradually loosened, as if he was afraid that any more force would hurt her.

“You’re lying!”

He spits out these two words one by one, and the strength on Yu Linglong’s shoulders suddenly disappeared.

Yu Linglong’s heart sank slightly. This guy was really cunning enough, he didn’t take the bait!

In for a penny, in for a pound. Yu Linglong simply tentatively tried to the end. She turned her head slightly. Her pretty face was beautiful with a smile and hopefulness, and her eyes were s.h.i.+ning brightly, and she looked at him without blinking.

“Why can’t I marry him? The Gan family is so powerful, it is my great blessing that he came and begged me to be his first wife!”

She kept touching his bottom line, trying to confirm the faint guess in her heart. She was betting, betting that he would not let her marry Gan Lin. If she lost, it would not hurt her; if she won, she could know his true ident.i.ty.

Hearing her proud words, the man in black’s face suddenly sank.

Knowing that she was mad at him, he still couldn’t help the violent anger after all. He stretched out his big hands and took her into his arms. His voice was cold with declarative dominance, splitting the snow all over the sky—

“You are not allowed to marry!”

Even though she was mentally prepared, Yu Linglong still felt choked in her chest and was almost strangled with his violent force.

The strong aura around him was so huge that even the fluttering snowflakes couldn’t help being hit and scattered, unable to touch the two figures standing in the snow.

Being held in his arms, she tried to raise her small face and looked at his cold face. The silver mask fit perfectly on his face. Even looking at him so closely, she can only vaguely see a thin gap.

On the tip of her nose was a familiar refres.h.i.+ng breath. Yu Linglong ground her teeth in secret, and she lifted her hand unexpectedly, directly lifting off his cold mask—

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