Chapter Sixteen: The Mysterious Man (4)

  The deafening sound of the waves, Huang Lengyue only felt that her body was surrounded by a wide and warm embrace, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived at the stairs on the second floor.

  At this time, the black-robed man's hand was still tightly clasped around Feng Qingyue's waist, and the eyes hidden under the black veil were both angry and amused.

  Tens of thousands of secret books! She actually... actually knocked them down! Do you know how long it takes to sort these out?

  "You've made a mess of things!" The evil voice came from above, but there was no rebuke in it.

  His warm breath mixed with a faint plum blossom fragrance wafted over, and Huang Lengyue suddenly felt a tingling sensation.

  Suddenly, Huang Lengyue felt that this smell was somewhat familiar, she seemed to have smelled it somewhere before, but where exactly, she couldn't remember.

  The man in black seemed to be savoring the moment, holding Phoenix Cold Moon's body motionless, his pointed chin was as delicate as a knife carving, exuding an aura of evil everywhere.

  The phoenix's cold moon raised an eyebrow, reached out to pull the black-robed man's hand that was wrapped around her waist, but as soon as she touched his hand, it was tightly grasped by the black-robed man.

  In an instant, Huang Leng Yue's blood rushed to her head, and she kicked out at the black-robed man's abdomen. Her speed was fast, but someone else's speed was even faster.

  The man in black robes held Huang Lengyue's small feet with his powerful legs, and pulled her into his arms. He whispered in her ear, "Shh, someone is coming outside, we have to escape, or you'll be cut into pieces by your ruthless husband, the king."

  As expected, a group of family servants came in from outside. In an instant, the place became noisy, with sighs and curses rising and falling in succession.

  Phoenix Cold Moon gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "Let me go first!"

  The man in black said innocently, "If I let you go, I'll be caught."

  As he spoke, he pointed downwards with his hand. Huang Lengyue looked down and saw several house servants searching around her feet.

  The place they were in was relatively secretive, and if she escaped, she would definitely expose the man in black.

  "You see, so I have no choice!" The man in black robes shook his head and awkwardly stuffed Huāng Lěng Yuè back into his arms.

  I'm going! This is purely bullying! And it's blatant! Huang Lengyue gritted her teeth, if not for the fact that he helped her find books and saved her, she would have ruined him by now!

  At last, after searching around in vain for the culprit, the servants had no choice but to leave with their tails between their legs.

  Tens of thousands of books! All messed up! It'll take at least a year or two to sort them out. If the master finds out, those gatekeepers will be beaten until their buttocks are blooming with flowers.

  "He's gone, can you let me go now?" Huang Lengyue gritted her teeth.

  The man in black robes smiled and let her go.

  "Get out! Don't let me see you again! Bastard! Rascal! Lecher! Wolf!" Huang Lengyue cursed while patting herself.

  The man in black robe sneered: "Huh, you've forgotten your benefactor so quickly? Don't worry, Ninth Lady, next time you'll still have to find me. If you want the secret recipe..."

  Madam? For some reason, Huang Leng Yue felt a chill run down her spine when she heard this title.

  "I have nothing to do with that scumbag! I've divorced him! Don't call me Ninth Lady again!" Huāng Lěng Yuè coldly snorted, turned around and quickly left the Wàn Juǎn Gé.

  The man in black robes behind her pulled down his wind hat, removed the fake scar on his face that was so realistic it could deceive people, and smiled charmingly: "Ah, my ninth wife... your figure is really great!"