Chapter 72: Don't Want To Explain

  Murong Haoze put down his teacup and stared into Xue Lengyu's eyes: "Miss Xue, you've always been a straightforward person. What do you think? Don't hesitate to say it."

  Xue Lengyu smiled and also looked up at him: "The past Xue Lengyu is forever in the past. I won't mention past things again. However, I will build a grave for my own past, and I want you to go to the tomb, pay respects with a cup of wine, and say some heartfelt words. From then on, our matters can be considered as turning over a new page."

  "Building a tomb for herself?" Murong Haoyue stared at Xue Lengyu with wide eyes, unsure what this woman was thinking.

  "Not bad." Xue Lengyu said: "In the past, that period was painful for me, and I didn't want to live. Now I've thoroughly figured it out, so I want to make a clean break with my own past."

  Xue Lengyu herself knew that her words sounded somewhat awkward. But if not, what reason would Murong Haoze have to open his heart in front of her?

  Moreover, for Xue Lengyu's past, set up an unknown haven, bid farewell to her past. It is also what Xue Lengyu has always wanted to do.

  She was, after all, a modern person who had once been an unbeliever in ghosts and gods. Doing something like this would be considered shocking and unconventional by today's standards, but for her, it didn't pose any obstacles. Moreover, this matter was only known to her and him, as long as the past wasn't truly unbearable for her, perhaps she could just let it pass.

  Xue Lengyu can't always live in the shadow of what used to be.

  "What do you want me to say?" Murong Haoze was always uneasy about Xue Lengyu's change, feeling that it was unbelievable and made no sense. But looking into her eyes, they were sincere and couldn't be faulted. Just now, when she was drinking the new leaves before the rain, there wasn't a hint of emotion in her gaze.

  Is it just a matter of a few short days that she has no love left? Or is it really because she had deep feelings for Murong Haoran, so the hurt was deeper?

  Xue Lengyu didn't dare to confirm that Murong Haoze and she had something in the past, so he pretended to be profound and smiled slightly: "You should know what to say yourself."

  Murong Haoze didn't speak, and the two of them gazed at each other, as if they wanted to see the secrets in each other's hearts from their eyes.

  At this time, the atmosphere in the house was very strange, and the gaze between Murong Haoze and Xue Lengyu was a kind of probing, although it did not contain much surface-level hostility, but there was absolutely no friendliness either.

  Such a scene, the two people in the house naturally understood. But in the eyes of some people, it was a raging fire that could not be tolerated.

  Murong Haoze finally couldn't bear it, stood up and walked towards Xue Lengyu's side, his thin lips slightly opened, just about to speak, when suddenly a loud noise was heard, the door was pushed open.

  The two people who were each lost in their own thoughts were both startled, and they couldn't help but look towards the door together. There, standing at the entrance, was Meikou Hakuren, who had returned at some unknown time.

  Seeing Murong Haoran, Xue Lengyu's first reaction was to frown.

  This frowning look, in Murong Haoxuan's eyes, was even more unbearable. When he arrived, the two had already negotiated a conclusion, and what fell into his eyes was Xue Lengyu smiling and looking at Murong Haoyue. Now that he saw his appearance, the disgust in his heart overflowed, and there wasn't even a bit of concealment.

  Murong Haoze saw his brother and was also stunned, his heart couldn't help but feel a little flustered. He had always been a cautious person, but the tension of the past few moments had made him forget to pay attention to his surroundings, and he hadn't even noticed when Murong Haoran arrived at the door.

  Although it's said that concern leads to chaos. However, the panic in Murong Haoze's heart only lasted for a brief moment. He lifted his head and looked at Murong Haoran, opening his mouth to speak with a changed expression of teasing: "Big brother, didn't you leave the city today? How did you come back so quickly?"

  Murong Haoran's expression wasn't that great, he sank his face and said: "As soon as I step out the door, you start causing trouble at the money house?"

  Murong Haoze was scolded, but his smile didn't diminish: "Big brother, don't say that. You're saying this, but I and Leng Yu just bumped into each other and chatted casually."

  I don't want to watch Murong Haoze act, and I don't think it's necessary to explain anything to Murong Haoran. Xue Lengyu stood up: "Murong Gongzi, goodbye. Our matters will be discussed another time."

  The person who is worried now is not her. Xue Lengyu believes that Murong Haoze will definitely take the initiative to find his own.

  Xue Lengyu ignored his presence, Mu Rong Haoxuan was even more furious, standing at the door like a stake, watching Xue Lengyu walk over, without any intention of letting him pass.

  Knowing that Xue Lengyu and her own brother had a relationship was one thing, but seeing it with her own eyes was another.

  Xue Lengyu walked to the door and saw that Murong Haoran had no intention of giving way, so she couldn't help but say: "Murong young master, please make way."

  Murong Haoran took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, ignoring Xue Lengyu and instead turning to Murong Haoze: "You go out first. I have something to say to Xue Lengyu."

  Murong Haoze shrugged indifferently and smiled at Xue Lengyu before walking out. Xue Lengyu also returned a smile.

  She smiled, she knew, he knew. Murong Haoran didn't know. So he was even more angry, thinking that they dared to flirt with each other in front of him.

  He closed the door and looked at Xue Lengyu, who was still calm and unruffled. "If I hadn't returned today due to unexpected business, I really wouldn't have seen such a wonderful scene," he said coldly. "You've always said that you and Huaze are innocent, so how do you explain this now?"

  Xue Lengyu still smiled: "I don't want to explain."

  "Is that so?" Murong Haoran's voice was low and suppressed, almost gnashing his teeth.

  "I'm no longer your concubine, I don't care who I'm with. It has nothing to do with you." Xue Lengyu said.

  Yes, no matter who she loves, it has nothing to do with him. Once she leaves the Murong Manor, she will be a free person.

  Murong Haoran was taken aback by Xue Lengyu's attitude, looking at her still lovely face, and after a while, he finally said: "Even if you really don't have feelings for me anymore, you can't be with Haose."

  Xue Lengyu sneered: "Why?"

  Murong Haoran didn't speak for a moment. What kind of person his younger brother was, could he not know? Smooth-talking and charming, he had always been like that. The women he had relationships with numbered at least ten or eight, let alone Xue Lengyu who had once been his concubine and also had a relationship with Murong Haoyue. Such a shameful thing, the Murong family couldn't tolerate it.

  It was destined that Xue Lengyu could only stay by Murong Haoze's side in a way that would not see the light of day.

  Seeing Murong Haoran not speaking, Xue Lengyu understood and said: "Young Master Murong, if you have time, go take care of your younger brother more often. I've said it before, the gate of the Murong Manor is a place I will never set foot in again, and as for the people of the Murong Manor, I don't have even half an interest. If you're worried that I'll tarnish the reputation of the Murong family, then there's no need to be."

  Xue Lengyu sneered and looked up at Mu Rong Haoxuan's dark face: "Even if you, Mu Rong Haoxuan, were to show me kindness, I wouldn't be the slightest bit interested. Let alone Mu Rong Haoye, who is inferior to you in every way - wealth, power, status, and looks. And as for me, I've long passed the age of being swayed by sweet words."

  Those were the sentimental feelings of a young girl who didn't know better. The current Xue Lengyu wouldn't have such emotions. Moreover, although Murong Haoyue may give everyone the impression of being frivolous and careless, this was Xue Lengyu's first time seeing him, and in their brief encounter, they exchanged several rounds of fierce blows. This kind of man had deep thoughts, excellent disguises, and a profound mind. Xue Lengyu could only retreat in fear, where would she dare to have any ideas?

  Murong Haoran didn't know what Xue Lengyu was thinking, nor did he know about the conversation they had before. He listened to Xue Lengyu's calm tone, but still couldn't help feeling suspicious, his voice slightly softer: "You really... and him... haven't..."

  Xue Lengyu's anger grew even greater upon hearing these words. Wasn't it a case of pent-up rage when he wrote the break-up letter that day? Now that they've gone their separate ways, why come back to provoke him again and put on this "I want to say something but won't" face? Does he still think he can rekindle old flames?

  Xue Lengyu's voice was even colder, and he didn't care that Murong Haoran was still blocking the door. He tried to force his way out, saying: "My affairs have nothing to do with you, Murong Gongzi. If you're worried about something that would bring shame to your family, just take good care of your own brother."

  Xue Lengyu tried to bypass him and leave, but Mu Rong Haoxuan's heart suddenly felt anxious, he stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back with force.

  Xue Lengyu's wrist was originally a red and swollen wound from being grabbed by Murong Haoze, but now it was gripped tightly by Murong Hao, causing a sharp pain that made her involuntarily cry out "Ah yo", her whole body bending forward, her face suddenly turning pale with pain.

  "What's going on here?" Murong Haoran grasped Xue Lengyu's wrist and held it in front of his eyes, looking at the red swelling on her fair and delicate wrist, and a flash of anger sparked in his eyes.

  "Whenever I see someone with the surname Murong, I'm in trouble." Xue Lengyu said irritably, and then tried to withdraw her hand.

  Every time Xue Lengyu saw Murong Haoran, he felt a sense of discomfort. Especially now, in Murong Haoran's eyes, he could see that kind of gaze with a private mark, even though Xue Lengyu had already left the Murong Manor, in Murong Haoran's eyes, it was as if once you were his person, you would be his person for life.

  Even with a hint of reluctance and heartache in his eyes, it was still unbearable for Xue Lengyu.

  Murong Haoran didn't let go of Xue Lengyu, but instead his eyes turned cold: "Was this done by Haoze?"

  "I told you it's none of your business. Let me go." Xue Lengyu used her free hand to try and pry Mu Rong Haoxuan's fingers off, but she couldn't exert any strength.

  Murong Haoran grasped Xue Lengyu's arm, carefully avoiding the wound, and dragged her into the house, ignoring her struggles, pressing her to sit on the edge of the table.

  "What do you want to do?" Xue Lengyu tried to get up, but was pressed down again by Murong Haoran's strong hand. The physical difference between men and women really left no room for counterattack.

  "Don't move." Murong Haoran's tone was absolutely non-negotiable: "Sit still and wait for me."

  Xue Lengyu still wanted to struggle, but thinking about it was also a waste of energy. In broad daylight and in a public place, she wasn't afraid that Murong Haoran would do anything, so she simply sat honestly and waited to see what would happen next.

  Murong Haoran and Li Mu, in Xue Lengyu's eyes, are different. Although the two are equally powerful and have equal power, Li Mu is of royal descent, he wants to get what he wants without any scruples. Murong Haoran, although also a big man, would not stoop to doing some forced things, even if he feels extremely frustrated, he would not do anything to himself by force.

  Xue Lengyu watched as Murong Haoran walked out the door, but he was back in an instant, something still clutched in his hand. He raised an eyebrow and said, "How about it, Young Master Murong? Can I leave now?"

  Murong Haoran closed the door, his face still looking terrible. He walked over to Xue Lengyu and sat down in front of her, saying coldly: "Give me your hand."

  Xue Lengyu was taken aback for a moment and stared blankly.

  Murong Haoran impatiently grabbed Xue Lengyu's arm, and before she could react, he had already grasped her wrist in his hand. With the other hand, he opened a round box made of what looked like white jade that he had brought from outside.

  A refreshing fragrance wafted out. Xue Lengyu took a long, deep breath, feeling carefree and exhilarated, and almost forgot that his hand was still in the other person's hand.

  Murong Haoran reached into the small white jade box, picked out some crystal clear ointment and applied it to Xue Lengyuan's swollen wrist. Instantly, a cool sensation spread from her wrist, and the sharp pain eased significantly.

  Xue Lengyu finally understood that Murong Haoran had gone to get medicine for himself, and this medicine, judging from the packaging, was extremely valuable.

  Originally wanted to wait for Murong Haoran's return, no matter what he thought of doing, mocking and ridiculing him a bit before lifting his leg and leaving. Now, however, Xue Lengyu felt somewhat reluctant in his heart.

  Don't hit a smiling face, look at Murong Haoran's expression on his face is still a thousand years of icy coldness, but the movement in his hand is gentle. Those somewhat rough big hands carefully grasped his white wrist in the palm, and his slender fingers gently massaged the red and swollen area, allowing the ointment to be fully absorbed.

  At this moment, Xue Lengyu suddenly had some hallucinations. The gentle affection in Murong Haoran's eyes was not entirely selfish or possessive, but actually contained a hint of genuine feeling.

  After all, this is the man Xue Lengyu had once fallen deeply in love with. Despite his shortcomings and the fact that his love couldn't withstand worldly gossip, he still has a thread of true feelings for Xue Lengyu in his heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so worried and concerned under such cold ridicule.

  Xue Lengyu's heart had finally softened, and his hostility towards Murong Haoran had also faded somewhat.

  She, as expected, still can't bear gentle emotions. Xue Lengyu's mouth corner, a faint smile, calmed down, waited for Murong Haoran to finish applying the medicine completely, hesitated for a moment, released her wrist, and slowly withdrew his hand.

  "Thank you." In Xue Lengyu's voice, although there was no emotion, the initial hostility and impatience were also gone. But in Murong Haoran's heart, it was an inexplicable pain, more painful than when Xue Lengyu had spoken coldly to him at first.

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  Recently, I've been feeling a bit uncomfortable in my heart. I've only written for half a year and am still considered a newcomer, so there are indeed many areas for improvement. If everyone likes it, I'll be very happy; if you point out the shortcomings, I'll also be grateful. However, as an author, I'm just an ordinary person who has poured my heart and soul into writing, and if all I get is a few curses, I will feel sad too.

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