The two held hands and walked slowly into the Yifu residence. Just as they entered, Ma De came over and said, "Miss Xingli, the master wants to see you."

Xingli paused for a moment upon hearing this and said, "Alright, I'll go right away."

...

Inside Yutian's study, he was reading through some documents when he heard a knock on the door. "Come in," Yutian said, setting down the papers.

Xingli walked in and saw Yutian sitting behind his desk, reading. She greeted him with a bow, saying, "I have come to see you, Sir. May I ask what brings you to me?"

"Oh, nothing important, just wanted to chat with you. Please, have a seat," Yutian said, pointing to the chair beside him.

Xingli sat down as instructed and looked at Yutian, asking, "Is there something important that the master wants to discuss with me?"

"Xingli, I heard that you are a skilled musician?" Yutian asked.

"Yes, I not only play the qin but also excel in other musical instruments. Does the master want to listen to my guqin performance?" Xingli asked with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Sure," Yutian replied with a kind smile.

"In that case, I won't hold back," Xingli said, picking up the guqin from the table and placing it on her lap as she gently stroked the strings.

Yutian quickly said, "Take your time, Miss Xingli."

"Alright, then I won't be polite," Xingli said, sitting down and starting to pluck the strings.

Her hands were beautiful, and her fingertips were nimble. As she played, the sound of the qin flowed from her fingers.

Listening to that melody, Yutian's gaze became somewhat mesmerized, as if he was immersed in the sound of the qin.

After a few hours, Xingli's playing came to an end. She put down the guqin and asked Yutian, "Master, how was my performance?"

Yutian snapped back to reality and gave her a thumbs up. "You played wonderfully, it was truly marvelous."

"I only know the basics. If it weren't for your praise, I wouldn't dare to show off my limited skills," Xingli humbly replied.

"Yutian, you seem a bit too formal. If you don't mind, you can call me Uncle Ji instead. There's no need for formalities between us," Yutian suggested.

Xingli smiled and said, "Then I will respectfully comply with your request, Uncle Ji."

"If Uncle Ji doesn't have any other matters, I will take my leave," Xingli smiled and bowed to Yutian.

"Go ahead," Yutian gestured for her to leave.

After Xingli left the study, a smile appeared on Yutian's face, and he thought to himself, "This girl is elegant and talented. No wonder my son is attracted to her. She's quite interesting."

Yutian seemed to see Xingli as his future daughter-in-law.

...

Back in her room, Xingli began to work on the herbs she had bought today, preparing to make scar removal ointment. She was confident in her ability to make this kind of medicine.

After a whole night of work, Xingli finally finished making the scar removal ointment. She then lay down on the bed and closed her eyes to rest.

Three hours later, dawn broke and the sun rose. The first rays of sunlight shone into the courtyard of the Ji residence, casting a hazy light on the ground and the shadows of the trees.

Yue Xiang entered with breakfast and saw Xingli still asleep. She placed the breakfast on the table.

"Xingli, it's time to wake up and have your meal," Yue Xiang called to Xingli.

Xingli opened her eyes and looked outside, realizing that it was already bright. She seemed a bit confused. "Oh, why did I sleep for so long?"

Rubbing her forehead, Xingli felt a slight headache.

"Xingli, did you not rest well last night?" Yue Xiang asked with concern.

"Um...not really," Xingli replied.

"By the way, there is scar removal ointment on the table that I made for you. Give it a try on your hand and see if it works," Xingli said.

"Did you spend the whole night making this ointment?" Yue Xiang asked in amazement.

Xingli nodded and explained, "When we were holding hands yesterday, I noticed that your palm had scars, so I made the scar removal ointment overnight, hoping it could help reduce the scars."

Looking at the white ointment in the mortar, Yue Xiang felt a warm feeling surging inside her. "Xingli, thank you."

"No need to be so polite. We are friends, after all!" Xingli smiled and said. She then took the ointment and gently applied it to Yue Xiang's palm.

A cool sensation spread through her hand, leaving Yue Xiang with a comforting feeling throughout her body, making her feel incredibly relaxed.

"I never thought you would actually understand medicine," Yuxiang looked at Xingli with amazement in her eyes.

"Hehe, it's not that I understand medicine, it's just that this scar removal ointment is handed down from my ancestors, so I know a little about it. It's not surprising," Xingli explained.

"This scar removal ointment really works! My scars have completely disappeared," Yuxiang exclaimed.

"Of course!" Xingli smiled and said, "Take these with you, and if you need more, just ask me."

"In that case, I won't refuse. Thank you, Miss Xingli," Yuxiang quickly expressed her gratitude.

"I'm going to catch some sleep. You can do as you please, Yuxiang," Xingli yawned and turned to walk back into the house.

"Okay."

Xingli entered her room and immediately fell asleep.

Yuxiang held the medicine jar in her hands and murmured, "Friend, is this what friendship feels like?"

Tears glistened in her eyes, and a drop rolled down her cheek. Perhaps it was because she had made her first friend, or perhaps it was because she had experienced someone caring for her like this for the first time.

A strange emotion welled up in her heart.

...

Time flew by, and three months had passed. On this evening, Jiluo's mother came again. Over the past few months, she had grown fonder of Xingli. As a result, she sent many tonics to Xingli every day.

Jiluo's parents praised Xingli endlessly, saying that she excelled in everything, from music, chess, calligraphy, and painting to poetry and literature. She was truly a talented woman.

Xingli also had intentions of marrying into the Jia family. The Jia family treated her well, and she was well aware of it. Therefore, she listened to every word of Jiluo's parents.

"Miss Xingli, my son Jiluo is well-rounded in both literary and martial arts. I wonder if you would consider marrying into our family?" Lady Jia looked at Xingli with a smile.

"Well... of course I... I can consider it," Xingli stuttered, her heart beating frantically.

Seeing her shy reaction, Lady Jia smiled and said, "Don't worry. As long as you agree, I will make sure Jiluo marries you."

Xingli's cheeks turned red. She lowered her head and said, "Um..."

Seeing her agreement, Lady Jia felt delighted and continued, "Although our Jia family may not be as prestigious as the royal family, we are still a powerful and respected family. We will definitely treat you well."

"Thank you... Thank you, Lady Jia," Xingli said shyly.

"We're already family, should we change how we address each other?" Lady Jia teased while looking at Xingli.

"We...haven't gotten married yet. It's better to address you this way for now," Xingli said.

"Alright," Lady Jia nodded and continued, "I know you are a good girl. You will be our Jia family's daughter-in-law in the future. Don't be reserved, treat it as your own home."

Xingli nodded, her face still blushing. "Lady Jia, can... can you let Jiluo take the initiative... after all, I'm a girl," Xingli's voice became lower, almost like a mosquito humming.

After saying these words, Xingli hurriedly ran onto the bed and hid herself under the covers, wrapping herself tightly.

Lady Jia couldn't help but laugh as she looked at her back and said, "Such a shy girl. But our Jiluo is lucky to marry such a kind and virtuous wife like you!"

Lady Jia shook her head, sighed, and then turned and left Xingli's room.

Yuxiang saw Lady Jia coming out and quickly walked away. She heard their conversation clearly and felt a little uneasy. She realized she had developed some feelings for Xingli.

...

Seeing Lady Jia leave, Xingli's embarrassed expression instantly disappeared, replaced by a calm look on her face. There was a glint of coldness in her eyes, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

This is even faster than I expected. It's finally coming to an end.

...

Outside her son's room, Lady Jia knocked on the door.

The door opened from the inside, revealing Jiluo's face. He had a sleepy look in his eyes and yawned, "Mother, why are you here so late?"

Lady Jia patted her son's shoulder and said, "Under your mother's persuasion, Xingli agreed to marry you."

Jiluo was stunned for a moment, then excitement filled his eyes as he said, "Really?"

"Absolutely!" Lady Jia nodded, her face also showing a joyful expression.

"Mother, I'm so happy. I never thought you would be able to convince Xingli," Jiluo said.

"It wasn't about convincing her. She already had a good impression of you, and I treated her as my daughter-in-law, so she naturally agreed to marry you," Lady Jia said with a smile.

"Well, this time thanks to Mother," Jiluo sincerely expressed his gratitude.

"By the way, Xingli wants you to take the initiative. She's too shy as a girl," Madame Ji reminded him.

"Mm-hmm," Jiluo nodded repeatedly.

"Go to bed early."

"Yes, Mother. Take care," Jiluo watched Madame Ji leave.

Lying in bed, Jiluo's mind was filled with thoughts of Xingli's beauty, gentleness, and virtue. It made him itch with desire, wanting to immediately indulge in passionate entanglement with Xingli in bed.

"Now that Xingli is resting, I can have a passionate time with her tomorrow night," Jiluo thought to himself and then closed his eyes, immersing himself in his own fantasy.

...

Dawn came, with the morning sun shining.

Xingli woke up from her bed, dressed in a long white dress and prepared herself.

At that moment, Yuexiang entered with breakfast and said, "Miss, breakfast is ready. You can have it after freshening up."

"Mm-hmm."

After washing up, Xingli sat at the table and started eating breakfast.

Yuexiang sat beside her, looking at Xingli. She thought Xingli looked even more beautiful than yesterday, especially dressed in white. She looked like a flawless lotus flower, possessing a transcendent and elegant aura that made her appear graceful and refined.

"Is there something on your mind, Yuexiang?" Xingli asked with confusion, noticing that Yuexiang had been staring at her.

Yuexiang gathered her thoughts and whispered into Xingli's ear, "Jiluo is a beast. I advise you to leave this place as soon as possible. He has harmed many girls in the past, you know."

"Jiluo is a good man," Xingli said firmly.

"Just a hypocrite. I am not really the housekeeper. I am Jiluo's guard, so how could I not know what he's done?" Yuexiang said.

"No, I don't believe it," Xingli said. "I trust Jiluo. He is a righteous man, someone I can entrust my life to."

Yuexiang sighed, realizing that Xingli wouldn't listen no matter how much she said, so she had to give up.

She had made up her mind, on their wedding night, she would take Xingli away and never let Jiluo defile her.

What surprised Xingli was Yuexiang's revelation of her true identity. It was unexpected.

But Xingli didn't think much about it. She had already guessed that Yuexiang was a guard.

And so, the two parted on unfriendly terms.

...

Night fell, stars adorned the dark sky, shining brightly. The moonlight passed through the window, casting a silver glow on Xingli's body, making her appear holy and noble, like a fairy descending upon the mortal world.

At this moment, Jiluo, dressed in a magnificent robe, stood outside Xingli's door, holding flowers in his hands.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

A gentle knocking sound came from inside the room. "Xingli, can I come in?"

"Of course," Xingli's voice came from inside the room.

Creak~ Jiluo pushed open the door, a faint fragrance of orchids greeted him, and a cool breeze blew into the room, bringing a refreshing feeling.

He saw Xingli wearing a white gauzy dress with a white belt around her waist, revealing her slender waist. Her shoulder-length hair danced in the wind, and her beautiful eyes, cherry lips, and fair skin were as pure as snow.

A surge of hot blood rushed to his head, making Jiluo feel hot and restless. Xingli's beauty made his heart beat faster.

"Xingli, you look so beautiful!" Jiluo said infatuatedly.

A blush appeared on Xingli's face, and she said, "Thank you for your praise, Jiluo."

"I'm telling the truth, but... when you dress like this, it might tempt others to commit crimes!" Jiluo placed the flowers on the table, remembering his mother's words about taking the initiative. He walked towards Xingli, his gaze burning with desire. "I really want to spend the night with you."

Xingli blushed even more, her tone slightly seductive. "Please be patient, sir. I will go and make some tea for you."

After speaking, Xingli turned around and walked towards the other side of the room, where a cabinet was located.

She opened the cabinet door, took out a teapot, and approached the bed, handing the teapot to Jiluo, smiling, "Please have some tea, sir!"

Jiluo reached out and took the teacup, gently took a sip, and praised, "This tea is excellent!"

Xingli smiled and said, "Sir, since you are good at music, can I play a piece for you to listen to?"

"Of course," Jiluo replied, pretending to know etiquette.

He kept telling himself in his heart, "I am a gentleman, not a rogue."

As he spoke, Xingli reached out and pulled open the collar, revealing her snowy white neck, her full breasts, and a piece of white skin. Her movements were full of teasing meaning, making people unable to resist the impulse to immediately pounce on her and ruthlessly ravage her.

Xingli sat by the guzheng, her slender and elegant fingers lightly stroking the strings. Her palms were rounded, and when she played, it was like a butterfly dancing, very beautiful.

This was the first time Jiluo had the opportunity to appreciate Xingli playing the guzheng up close. Although he could also play instruments, compared to Xingli, he was far behind.

The beautiful melody poured out slowly from the strings, like a flowing stream, intoxicating.

Listening to Xingli play, Jiluo's breath gradually became heavy. His gaze became blurred, and his mind was filled with images of Xingli's graceful figure, her full breasts, and that snow-white skin...

Suddenly, the tune became filled with a murderous intent. Jiluo spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his mouth with both hands, struggling in pain.

He wanted to ask for help, but a tearing pain came from his throat, making it impossible for him to make any sound.

He desperately writhed his body, trying to get rid of the pain, but the more he struggled, the more he felt his body convulsing and the pain unbearable.

At this moment, Xingli stopped playing, and she drew a jade dagger from her thigh and approached Jiluo.

"Jiluo, did you really think I admired you?" Xingli spoke in a cold voice, her eyes shimmering with icy coldness. She looked completely different from her usual self.

"You... you..." Jiluo spat out blood, struggling to say two words.

"Jia Vo asked me to kill you. It's time for you to pay for what you did in the past." Xingli's voice was extremely cold.

"You..."

Seeing Xingli's expression, Jiluo felt a strong sense of fear rise in his heart. He wanted to avoid her, but his body was unable to move.

Xingli picked up a towel and covered his mouth.

"Splurt~" With one stroke, blood splattered, and the jade dagger pierced Jiluo's heart. He widened his eyes, his pupils dilated. He never expected to meet his end at the hands of the woman he loved.

Xingli cut off Jiluo's head and put it into a box, then packed it into a small bundle. She changed into clean clothes and put on a hat, covering half of her face, before leaving the room.

After leaving the room, wings in shades of blue appeared on Xingli's legs. With a gentle leap, she flipped over the wall and disappeared.

With the blessing of wind magic, Xingli quickly returned to Jia Vo's residence.

Jia Vo heard the commotion, opened her eyes, and saw Xingli returning safely. She sighed in relief and asked, "Is it done?"

Xingli nodded and handed over the bundle in her hand to Jia Vo.

Jia Vo took a look and saw a bloody head lying in the bundle.

"When will you take me away?" Xingli asked.

"My obedient apprentice, why have you become so cold? Initially, you were a gentle and kind girl!" Jia Vo said, looking at Xingli with a somewhat resentful gaze, as if blaming her for becoming bad, not the Xingli she knew.

"Hmph!" Xingli snorted. She looked at Jia Vo and said unkindly, "It's all thanks to you! Who is your apprentice? We only have a cooperative relationship."

"So that's how you see it." Jia Vo lay on the bed and directly pouted, "If you don't acknowledge me as your master, I won't take you away."

Xingli had no choice but to reluctantly agree, after all, this was not the first time Jia Vo had thrown a fit.

"I acknowledge that Jia Vo is my master, is that enough?"

"Hehe, that'll do." Jia Vo smiled happily. "Tomorrow, I will send you away."

"Thank you, Master," Xingli said sweetly with a smile.

Now, Xingli didn't know what she looked like anymore - a cold-blooded assassin or a kind and gentle girl? Perhaps, as Jia Vo said, she was now a person with multiple personalities.

...

The next day, as the sun rose, a warm light shone through the window into the room.

A gentle breeze blew, the willow branches outside the window swayed, and the leaves rustled, everything seemed so beautiful.

Xingli sat on the bed, her pale golden hair swaying in the breeze.

At this moment, her eyes and brows were filled with gentleness and tenderness, with no trace of the cold and decisive demeanor when killing.

Jiaguo pushed open the door and looked at Xingli sitting on the bed, smiling and saying, "Let's go, my good apprentice."

Xingli got up and dressed neatly, following Jiaguo out of the door.

Blessed by the wind magic, the two soon arrived at the corridor.

"Just keep going and you will return to your continent." Jiaguo pointed ahead. "This bracelet is for you. It contains medication and formula to suppress personality split."

Xingli reached out and took the bracelet, putting it into her pocket and said thank you, then walked towards the corridor.

Jiaguo watched Xingli disappear from her sight and turned back, walking in the opposite direction.

"Revenge has been avenged, it is time to enjoy life." Jiaguo's face was filled with a happy smile.

Xingli walked through the corridor and as soon as she stepped out of the door, countless spears were pointed at her neck.

She knew that these spears were made of special material, extremely sharp. As long as she made a slight movement, they would pierce through her throat.

"Who are you? How many people did Wutu bring this time?" The man standing in front asked.

"I am Xingli, from White Stork." Xingli calmly took out her student ID from her pocket.

The man took Xingli's student ID and carefully examined it. It was undoubtedly from White Stork. He put down the spears in his hand and said to Xingli, "Please wait here for a while. A teacher from Tian Du Academy will come to take you away. It is a special period now, so please understand."

"It's okay." Xingli replied.

The man waved his hand and immediately someone brought Xingli down.

Xingli stood there and waited. After a while, a woman with golden hair came out.

She looked somewhat similar to Xingli, but a bit older, around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and very charming.

"Sister." Xingli saw the woman with golden hair walking towards her and respectfully called out.

Linda quickly hugged her sister, her nose running and tears streaming down her face as she choked, "Xingli, I finally found you! I was so worried about you!"

"Sister, don't cry. I'm fine, see?" Xingli patted Linda's shoulder and said.

"It's good that you're fine." Linda wiped away her tears and let go of Xingli.

Linda carefully looked at her sister and found that Xingli was unharmed, which made her feel relieved.

"Sister, let's go home!"

"Yes, let's go home!"

Linda drove the magic car with Xingli and rushed towards home.

Xingli sat in the passenger seat, her eyes looking out the window at the receding scenery.

After a while, the vehicle arrived at the Count's Mansion. Linda parked the car and supported Xingli to enter the mansion.

"Mom, Xingli is back!" Linda shouted into the house. Her voice was loud and soon attracted her mother, who was watering flowers in the courtyard.

As soon as Countess Karami heard the voice, she immediately put down the watering can and ran towards the courtyard to welcome them. When Mrs. Karami saw Xingli, her eyes became moist, and she hugged Xingli tightly, sobbing, "Xingli, Mom was so worried about you."

Xingli's eyes also became red at her words. During these days, she had experienced the most painful days of her life, fighting day and night, afraid that she wouldn't make it. Now that she had finally found her family, her loved ones, she felt that everything was worth it.

"Mom, I'm fine. You worried for nothing." Xingli gently stroked her mother's back and said softly.

Mrs. Karami let go of Xingli, looked at her daughter carefully, and made sure she was safe and sound, before letting go of the heavy worry in her heart. She said, "It's good that you're fine, it's good."

"Mom, I'm hungry." Xingli rubbed her stomach and acted spoiled.

"What do you want to eat? Tell Mom." Mrs. Karami smiled.

"Well, Mom, now I want to eat your favorite braised pork."

Mrs. Karami affectionately pinched Xingli's nose.

"Thank you, Mom." Xingli said happily.

Mrs. Karami looked at her daughter's joyful expression, and the smile on her face deepened.

Mrs. Karami turned around and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Xingli looked at her mother's back and a smile appeared on her face.

...

Yue Xiang pushed open the door to Xingli's room and found that Ji Luo was dead, his head even severed.

This surprised Yue Xiang immensely, unable to believe this ending.

"Where is Xingli?" Yue Xiang looked at the empty room and shouted loudly, "Xingli!!! Xingli!!!"

Could it be that Xingli killed Jiluo? That's impossible! Xingli couldn't have killed Jiluo! How could she be a murderer?

News of Jiluo's death quickly spread throughout the entire Jifu. Some people were sad, while others were joyful. After all, Jiluo was a real pervert.

Ji Lao Ye and Ji Fu Ren were deeply saddened by the death of their son. They were determined to make Xingli pay, no matter where she came from. They wanted Xingli to pay for her blood debts!

They then spent a lot of money to hire a detective to investigate Xingli's background, hoping to find her as soon as possible and bring her to justice.

After half a month of investigation, there was no trace of Xingli, as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth.

Master Ji had no choice but to give up. He couldn't let his son's death go unnoticed, especially since his son's head was still missing.

...