Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 317: The Nangong and Xiao Family Wedding, The Plot against Third Master

Chapter 317: Chapter 317: The Nangong and Xiao Family Wedding, The Plot against Third Master

The Taoist Master Xu is a Nanyang Taoist, his abilities are not any less than those of Ling Xuzi.

Initially, he had, with just a glance, pointed out that there was something wrong with Huo Yunjiao’s physique, that she was a person with fragile life.

Nangong Chang’s eyes were cold and fierce as he glanced coldly towards Su Jingshu.

"Before Master Huo had the life-threatening injury, I had a conversation with him for over ten minutes. At that time, he was almost on the verge of death, pale-faced like a ghost, and occasionally coughing.

This time I stayed at the Huo family for almost half an hour, let alone hearing him cough, even his frailty was a pretense. I thought he was on the brink of death, but it turns out I was almost deceived by him!"

At this point, he pounded his hand onto the sofa, with immense force that the sofa bounced his hand off.

But Su Jingshu broke into hearty laughter, "Ha ha ha... never thought I’d see the day when the young master of the Nangong family gets conned!"

"Shut up!" Nangong Chang blurted out in annoyance. "When will Master Xu be back, is there any news?"

Shu Jingshu’s laughter subsided, "Master Xu is in the Capital City. His senior disciple was killed. He’s back to find the killer."

Nangong Chang’s tone was astonished, "Wu the Taoist is dead?"

Su Jingshu responded in a plainly, "They say his life tablet had been shattered, and that man is dead." It seemed as if death was a common occurrence to her.

Wu the Taoist was Master Xu’s senior disciple. Nangong Chang had met him before, a quite accomplished one, but still far from matching his master.

He furrowed his brows, "Who could have killed him?"

Su Jingshu laughed, "You’re asking me?"

She touched her face and said in a soft voice, "If I knew, I would definitely go to Master Xu to take credit for it, and ask him to use his secret technique to grant me eternal youth."

Nangong Chang sneered, "Does this face of yours need to stay youthful forever?"

It must be admitted that Su Jingshu has a very attractive face.

She took care of it meticulously over the years. She doesn’t look like she’s in her thirties at all, instead resembling a university student who had just stepped out of campus.

With such veiled praise, Su Jingshu beamed brilliantly, "It’s indeed rare to hear you compliment someone."

Nangong Chang looked away and asked, "Has Master Xu mentioned anything about the plan at the wedding?"

With her finger twirling absently, Su Jingshu replied casually, "What could he say? It will proceed as planned, if Master Huo doesn’t come out half dead this time, his reputation might be damaged."

"There must be no mistakes this time!"

Nangong Chang’s voice was dark and grim, tainted with a brutal determination.

Su Jingshu lifted her gaze, "I have to say, young master Nangong, if you really provoke the Huo family, I’m afraid the entire Nangong family could be dragged down with you. Our Su family is the prime example."

Remembering the current situation of her family, Su Jingshu could no longer maintain her smiling facade.

If she had known that plotting against Master Huo would bring so much trouble to the Su family, she would have never agreed.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world. The damage has been done, and the only path left is the dark one.

Nangong Chang looked at Su Jingshu with oblivious eyes, "As long as the Huo family exists, the aristocratic families will always be suppressed, and we can’t advance any further."

"Isn’t it good this way?" Su Jingshu was quite content with the current situation. Unfortunately, the Nangong Family wished to climb higher.

Feeling an itch on her leg, she lifted her long skirt and scratched the bend of her right leg.

Her fair leg, inadvertently exposed.

With her head slightly bowed, her slender neck revealing enticing curves. Her movements were inexplicably alluring.

Nangong Chang saw this scene and his eyes darkened.

Speaking of which, the relationship between the two of them has always been somewhat ambiguous. At first, in order to connect with the Su family, he had been with Su Jingshu.

They had rolled in the sheets several times. They both liked to play around, so eventually, they let it slide.

Su Jingshu lifted her head to meet the deep meaning in Nangong Chang’s eyes. With a hooked smile on her red lips, she got up and walked towards Nangong Chang.

While she walked, the light-colored skirt she was wearing fluttered in the wind from the window, lifting a corner of her dress.

The unintended view led to the color in Nangong Chang’s eyes deepening.

Su Jinghshu walked up to him, grabbed his collar, and leaned in to brush her lips against his.

"Seems like it has been a while since we last played?"

Her voice was seductive, like a hook.

Nangong Chang reached out and circled her waist, and she smoothly sat on his lap.

He leaned close to Su Jingshu’s ear and whispered lowly, "Did you take a bath before coming?"

"I bathed."

Su Jingshu leaned back into Nangong Chang’s arms, her soft laughter echoing, "Take a whiff. I even sprayed your favorite perfume."

Hearing her words, Nangong Chang lifted her up and started moving, his actions unsparing.

With long strides, he began walking towards the bedroom on his left.

Su Jingshu didn’t bother keeping up appearances in front of this man. The two of them were birds of the same feather, understanding each other thoroughly.

As she was lifted up, she ripped off the tie in front of her eyes and got annoyed by the sight of a somewhat crumpled coat.

She reached out to pull on it, anything that annoyed her was better off out of her sight.

Both of them entered the room and the door was kicked shut from the inside by Nangong Chang.

After a while, the room echoed with a sharp, chilling, and irritating sound.

If Qin Ruan was here, she could quickly identify it.

It was the sound produced by her golden whip, forged by the Nether Divine Power and bearing the mark of the Netherworld’s flowers, while subjugating an evil spirit.

...

When Qin Ruan returned home, she found out from Huo Zhi’s mouth that Master Huo had left.

She parted ways with her two brothers downstairs and went upstairs to rest.

After washing up and collapsing on the bed, she was about to fall asleep when her cell phone rang.

When Qin Ruan picked up her phone and saw it was Lu Han, she answered the call, and asked a bit irritatedly, "Director Lu, could you please look at the time? You may be working overtime, but I need to sleep."

Lu Han seemed to pause for a moment, and then a light laughter came from the other end of the phone, "Since Madame Huo answered the call, I take it that you also wish to contribute your efforts for our Bureau."

Qin Ruan chuckled but made no denials.

She sat up, leaning against the bed, her voice icy as she asked, "Is it regarding the case at the hotel?"

"Yes, my subordinates contacted me, said you knew about the inside information?"

"I’m not certain about the inside information. Judging from the various traces at the scene, it appears to be a case not caused by humans."

Lu Han: "Are you sure?"

"We can’t say for certain, but there’s a ninety percent chance."

Such a high percentage made Lu Han certain that this case was once again linked to an evil spirit.

He sighed lightly, "Madame Huo is temporarily unaware of what evil spirit is harming people?"

Qin Ruan looked up towards the two shades floating near her bed and responded in a flat voice, "The souls of the two deceased haven’t recovered their spiritual wisdom yet, perhaps by tomorrow, I’ll ask then."

"Alright, any idea on the reward for this case?"

"You’re asking me?" Qin Ruan smirked.

Lu Han knew that with Qin Ruan’s current income, she would never be in need of money.

He said, "Then let’s go according to the usual rules of the Bureau. I hope Madam Huo won’t mind if it’s less."

Qin Ruan shrugged, "Whatever amount is fine, I’m not the type to like to owe favors. Similarly, I don’t like it when others owe me. It’s better to keep things clear."

"Understood."

Yawning, Qin Ruan asked, "Is there anything else?"

"No more."

"Then I’ll go to sleep."

Qin Ruan ended the call and threw the phone casually to the side.

She lied down and within a minute, fell asleep.

As for the two shadows floating by her bed, they were the mother and daughter, Han Xian and Han Kexin.