Chapter 1(1) "Young Master, please spare my life! Please spare my little life!" In an alley in the east corner of Suzaku City, a frightened voice begging for mercy was heard. There was endless fear in the voice, showing how afraid the owner of the voice was at the moment of the man in a crescent white robe standing in front of him. The man in a crescent-moon white robe held a jade flute in his right hand and tapped his left palm. His slender and tall figure was leaning against the stone wall, with a smile on his handsome face. He seemed to be smiling leisurely as he looked at the beaten man with a bruised nose and face, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy. "Zhang Ji, you have been with me for five years, so you should know what kind of master I am. It has always been my principle not to doubt people but not to trust people. But if that person betrays my trust, you should be very clear about what will happen." He has never been merciful to betrayers. "Young Master, I was wrong! I shouldn't have been obsessed with greed and tampered with the tent, begging Young Master to spare my life!" Zhang Ji had kowtowed until his head was bleeding, but he still didn't dare to stop, just hoping to save his life. "You are so courageous. You dared to tamper with the account and steal a hundred thousand taels from the shop. You also colluded with outsiders to steal three valuable crystal necklaces. You just kept it to yourself. Do you really think you can escape?" Ganqing underestimated him. For those who betrayed him, even if they fled to the ends of the earth, he would find a way to find them and would never let them go easily. "Young master, have mercy on me!" Zhang Ji kept begging for mercy even though his face was covered with blood from kowtow.都怪自己一时起了贪念，才会铸下如此大错。 I knew in my heart that I was going to be doomed today, and I could only hope to save my life. "Nian, you have been with me for five years. Although you betrayed me in the end, after all, we are a master and a servant. I can spare your life and keep your right hand." The smile on Qingjun's face did not change, even his eyes were smiling, but the words he spat out were so cold-blooded that it made people shiver. As soon as Zhang Ji finished listening, his face turned pale, his body became weak, and he lay on the ground motionless. "Wickham, cut off his right hand." "Yes!" Although there was a trace of reluctance on the faces of the guards who were accompanying him, they could only blame Zhang Ji for having brought it upon himself. He dared to betray the young master and betrayed the young master's trust. He only cut off his right arm without taking his life. This was a rare mercy from the young master. He was about to chop off his right arm—— "Stop!" A scream followed by a flash of silver light, hitting the long sword, and the long sword was knocked down by the sudden force. At the same time, a figure in aqua blue gauze accompanied by light fragrance came gracefully and stood in front of Zhang Ji fearlessly. A pair of apricot eyes looked directly at the man leaning against the stone wall. "What are you doing? How can you use lynching? Do you still have the law in your eyes?" There was no hint of displeasure on Murong Che's handsome face, and there was still a smile on his face, but that smile had a touch of interest. 没想到出手阻止他的竟是一名模样灵秀柔美出尘的姑娘。 But seeing that her eyes were like morning stars, her eyebrows were like a crescent moon, and her skin was like white jade, she was a rare and graceful beauty. What was rare was that such a beautiful woman knew martial arts and boldly stopped him from punishing his servants. On this point, should I say that she acted bravely for justice, or... was stupid? Pei Yingluo saw the man's appearance clearly while he was looking at her. The man has handsome features, a smile on his face, and even his eyebrows are full of smiles. The man smiled harmlessly, and there was no hint of the ruthlessness in his tone when he just gave the order. If she hadn't stopped him, she would have thought she had seen the wrong person. After the man looked at her, he stood upright with his tall figure. He held the flute in his right hand and tapped his left palm without stopping. With a smile on his face, he slowly approached her who looked defensive. "Girl, who are you? I advise you not to mind your own business." "Sir, I don't mean to be nosy, but I just passed by the alley and overheard your conversation. Even if he betrayed you, lynching someone by arm would be too cruel and heartless." Pei Yingluo was not a nosy person, let alone when she was away from home. One more thing was better than one less thing, but when she heard that he ordered someone to cut off an arm, she couldn't help but take action. "Girl, I bet you want to be a peacemaker, but it's a pity that this matter is beyond your control. I advise you to leave as soon as possible." Murong Che saw that this girl appeared here alone, with no one by her side, and dared to meddle in other people's affairs. She was really audacious, so it was rare for him to kindly remind her. "Sir, you've beaten someone to half a life, and it's time to let go of your anger. Why don't you send him to the government so that the government can give you justice?" Pei Yingluo looked at the smiling man in front of her and knew very well in her heart that although the smile on his face was so harmless, he was by no means an easy person to deal with. "Reporter?" The smile on Murong Che's face deepened, as if she had said something very ridiculous. He caught a glimpse of a figure escaping from the corner of his eye. He narrowed his black eyes, turned around and picked up the long sword on the ground, raised the sword and dropped it. In the blink of an eye, he cut off Zhang Ji's right arm from behind - A shrill howl sounded, and Zhang Ji fell to his knees, hugging his broken arm, and kept screaming from his mouth. Pei Yingluo was completely frightened by this bloody scene. Her soft little face turned pale, her apricot eyes widened in disbelief, watching the blood splashing in front of her eyes, and the severed arm flying down next to her feet. And the man who cut off the other person's arm the moment he turned around and was looking at her without blinking was still smiling. This man... is terrible. "Second Miss..." Qiuyue was walking by the entrance of the alley when she heard someone screaming. She looked out curiously and unexpectedly saw this bloody scene. She was horrified and prepared to leave quickly. Unexpectedly, she saw the second lady inside. Regardless of her fear, she rushed into the alley, grabbed the second lady and ran away. Pei Yingluo was so frightened that she let Qiuyue pull her away. Murong Che looked at the hurried away figures of his master and servant, his dark eyes thoughtful, and he caught a glimpse of light from the corner of his eye. He stepped forward and picked up a plum blossom hairpin on the ground. This hairpin was exquisitely shaped, and the carved plum blossoms were lifelike. He knew it was extraordinary at first sight, and it was definitely not an accessory that ordinary people could afford. He put the plum blossom hairpin into his arms and strode out of the alley. Wickham followed, turning a deaf ear to the shrill cries. "No!" Following the scream, the next moment, the person on the bed suddenly woke up, with fear still remaining in his almond-shaped eyes, and the lingering fear on his face. "Second Miss, are you having nightmares again?" Qiuyue opened the bed curtain with concern, and saw that the second young lady was awake and pale, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. It will be difficult for anyone to forget the bloody scene. "Qiuyue, what time is it?" Pei Yingluo changed the subject, not wanting to worry her. "It's already midnight. Second lady, do you want to get up and freshen up?" "Okay." Pei Yingluo rubbed her forehead gently. She had been disturbed by nightmares for the past few days, which made her mentally weak. Qiuyue opened the brocade quilt, helped her master put on her clothes with deft movements, then helped her sit in front of the dressing table, combed her hair into a bun, put on a golden phoenix tail, white jade flower-shaped earrings, and a emerald bead necklace. The well-dressed Pei Yingluo is charming but not charming, gorgeous but not vulgar. Her soft and delicate facial features make her even more beautiful. Qiuyue admires it with great satisfaction. Each of the three ladies has a unique beauty. The second young lady has a gentle and quiet temperament, and her soft tone when speaking is always slow and slow, which makes people feel very comfortable. She has always been proud to serve the second young lady. "It's a pity that I don't know who picked up the plum blossom hairpin." Pei Yingluo looked at herself in the bronze mirror, raised her hand and touched the golden phoenix tail. She always felt that it was too gorgeous and not as elegant as the plum blossom hairpin. "Second Miss, don't be sad. After you go back, Second Miss will draw the drawings and order the gold shop to make a new plum blossom hairpin. Second Miss, don't be sad anymore." Qiuyue knew that Second Miss had lost her favorite plum blossom hairpin, and she kept thinking about it. "That's all we have to do." Pei Yingluo sighed. Knock knock! There was a knock on the door, followed by a polite inquiry: "Is Miss Pei awake?" "Is something wrong?" Qiuyue stepped forward The maid bent towards Pei Yingluo inside, and then said, "Miss Pei, Madam, if you wake up, we will go to the side hall to have breakfast together." "Okay, I'll go right away." Pei Yingluo stood up and, accompanied by Qiuyue, followed the maid to the side hall. Yesterday, when their master and servant arrived at the Su Mansion in Xuanwu City, they presented congratulatory gifts on behalf of the Pei family of Zhuyu Pavilion to congratulate Mr. Su on his birthday. After the birthday banquet, they stayed.