The Truth About Rakshasa

Su Li looked terrified and whispered, "Hey, Fourth Brother! Aren't you afraid that Grandpa will beat you up! You should at least hesitate!"

That jade-faced Rakshasa!

Why couldn't he be on the same side as his biological brother?

Couldn't the two of them escape together?

"Come in!"

The Old Marquis roared angrily and Su Li slipped in.

The Old Marquis sat on the cold official hat chair.

A dim oil lamp was lit on the table at the side.

Half of his face reflected the light, and the other half was shrouded in shadows.

He looked at Su Xuan and Su Li coldly. "Kneel!"

At the Protector Duke's Estate, Su Xiaoxiao arranged a beautiful courtyard for Ling Yun. He could admire the scenery in the day and see the stars at night.

Ling Yun sat in the room wiping the zither.

Su Xiaoxiao knocked on the door.

Ling Yun said, "I'm asleep."

Su Xiaoxiao said, "Egg yolk pastry."

"Come in."