After swallowing the pill, Lou Mingyue used her internal energy to quickly circulate the medicine through her bloodstream.

The small tiger gradually lost the scent of the tracking fragrance and began to wander around Lou Mingyue’s feet.

Mo Sigui crouched down and patted the ground three times.

The tiger scampered over to him. Mo Sigui took out a small bottle and poured out something resembling a silkworm cocoon, feeding it to the tiger. The tiger snatched it up, devouring it ravenously, then looked up at him expectantly.

Mo Sigui put away the bottle, picked up the tiger, and vigorously ruffled its fur, complaining, “You little fatty!”

Seeing that the medicine had indeed taken effect, Lou Mingyue turned to leave.

“Doctor, she’s already gone,” Sheng Changying reminded him.

Mo Sigui finally looked up, exhaling deeply. He set the disheveled tiger on the ground and gave it a gentle push. “Little Jade, go play with DAn Jiu.”

“That’s the wife my family arranged for me,” Mo Sigui explained, referring to Lou Mingyue. “But she doesn’t want to pay attention to me now.”

Lou Mingyue, who had just entered the room, felt her heart skip a beat. This was the first time since their reunion that Mo Sigui had so definitively acknowledged her identity.

Her eyes suddenly filled with mist as she whispered, “Mo Sigui, forget about this. Qiu Ningyu is already dead.”

Now there is only Lou Mingyue, Lou Mingyue burdened with a deep blood feud. I absolutely cannot allow you to accompany me into this abyss!

Outside in the pavilion, Mo Sigui fanned himself and asked with a smile, “Brother Luzi, are you married?”

“Changying is not married,” Sheng Changying emphasized the name “Changying.” In all of Kongheyuan, only Xu Zhi knew his childhood name. It was obvious who had revealed it! He would have to settle this account with Xu Zhi later.

However, Xu Zhi was not one to speak carelessly. With his mind-reading abilities, he was better at discerning a person’s true nature than most. The fact that he had shared even this information with Mo Sigui was a testament to Mo Sigui’s trustworthiness.

Sheng Changying rarely engaged in long conversations, but Mo Sigui was the direct disciple of a legendary physician and had become a renowned doctor himself. His information was valuable. Since Sheng was currently at a loss for things to do, he diligently continued the conversation, “Why does Miss Lou ignore you, Doctor?”

Mo Sigui’s fan-waving slowed. “She’s now burdened with a deep hatred and doesn’t want to implicate me. But…”

He gazed at Lou Mingyue’s room, seemingly speaking to both Sheng Changying and Lou Mingyue, “I, Mo Ran, will never change my vow in this lifetime.”

“The doctor is truly loyal and righteous,” Sheng Changying sighed.

Loyal and righteous? Mo Sigui wasn’t sure how much affection he still held for Lou Mingyue. He only remembered his promise to protect her for life and his pledge to Elder Qi not to betray love.

Sheng Changying wanted to ask more but fell silent upon seeing the sorrow in Mo Sigui’s eyes.

An autumn breeze suddenly rose, stirring up fallen leaves. The air was filled with the unique desolation of the season.

Chu Dijiang personally visited the Yu family, instructing Yu Pianfei to send the goods to the dock.

Everyone else was busy with preparations. After all, they were a group of just over twenty people about to infiltrate Miaoyao Mountain Villa. Having just left Kongheyuan, they lacked confidence compared to experienced assassins. Yet, even knowing it might be a path to certain death, they had to charge forward. This was their fate. The more thorough their preparations, the greater their chances of survival.

Compared to the nervousness of Sui Yunzhu and the others, An Jiu was much calmer. She devoted all her time to practicing martial arts and pressuring Mo Sigui.