Tian Ya, Feng Wuhui III

Thinking of this, Mu Huan quickly rushed over with an excited smile on her face.

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After leaving the backyard, Feng Ruqing walked toward the old master's chamber as she wanted to pay the old master a visit.

Before she reached the old master's chamber, some bustling could be heard not far away.

"We just want to see Young Lady Feng. Could you please inform her again? We will not leave if we fail to see her today!"

The lady's lovely crisp voice was so pleasant to the ears just like the sound of the bells.

Feng Ruqing did not pause as she continued walking toward the old master's chamber with her arms holding onto Nan Xian's.

At this time, a sharp piercing scream sounded. Feng Ruqing turned her head only to see a pink silhouette turn into a strong gust of wind, rushing toward Feng Ruqing and falling right into her embrace. 

"I didn't mean to do this. Do you trust me?" Dumbfounded, Feng Ruqing looked sideways at Nan Xian.