MHMWTTSBATUAS 377: The True Identity of Third Young Master, The Appearance of Seventh and Eighth Young Masters
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In an underground secret chamber, Young Master Hou lay on a comfortable bed, surrounded by a golden glow that covered his entire body and even the spacious bed itself.
His pale and exquisite face gradually regained a healthy and radiant complexion.
Young Master Hou's hand, placed by the bedside, inadvertently moved, showing signs of returning consciousness.
At that moment, two figures appeared out of thin air in the room.
Despite explicitly telling Qin Ruan that he would return to the underworld, the Black and White Envoys, Seventh and Eighth Young Masters, appeared in this not-so-spacious but fully furnished room.
Black Impermanence, exuding a sinister aura all over, approached Hou Yunjiao. As he moved, the black aura surrounding him dissipated, and he stood by the bed like an ordinary person, casting his gaze on the complex aura entwining Hou Yunjiao's body.
The intertwining of Hou Yunjiao's inherent purple aura and the black aura was inseparable. The golden light emanating from the Buddhist beads he held in his hand sustained the rate at which his vitality was being depleted.
Eighth Young Master, Black Impermanence, with his perpetually pale and bluish hair, couldn't help but show a solemn expression. "Seventh Brother, it has been four years, six months, eight days since we last came here, hasn't it?"
White Impermanence's voice sounded cold and clear, correcting him, "It's been four years, six months, eight days, three hours, and fifty-three minutes."
Black Impermanence's expression became complicated as he stared at his old partner, whose demeanor was elegant and otherworldly, with an emotionless face. He slightly raised the corners of his lips and said, "Let's get to work."
The two envoys stepped into the golden glow enveloping Hou Yunjiao. They formed hand seals and chanted words under their breath.
It was unclear what they did, but the black aura surrounding Hou Yunjiao seemed to encounter its natural enemy and began to faintly recede, no longer entangling with the purple aura emanating from within him.
...
The next day.
Qin Ruan woke up early and hurriedly rushed downstairs without even bothering to tidy up her clothes. She was wearing her usual home attire, identical to Hou Yunjiao's.
Hou Zhi was about to go upstairs to call Qin Ruan when he saw her rushing downstairs with large strides, even skipping two steps at a time.
Her heart jumped into her throat, and she anxiously shouted, "Madam, please slow down!"
But Qin Ruan couldn't slow down; her heart was solely focused on Hou Yunjiao.
Before her feet landed on the downstairs floor, Qin Ruan anxiously asked, "Where is Young Master Hou? Has he come out?!"
Her voice was filled with worry and anxiety.
Hou Zhi, whose face usually displayed no expression, revealed a faint smile. Her lips slowly curled up, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes formed an attractive arc, making her look somewhat unreal.
She stepped aside, gesturing towards Qin Ruan, and with a crisp and pleasant voice, he said, "Madam, take a look at that."
Qin Ruan looked up and saw the scene unfolding in the living room, which captured her gaze.
Grandfather Hou sat majestically in the center of the sofa, with Father Hou, Hou Hongxing, Eldest Brother Hou, Hou Junxin, and further down, Hou Yirong, seated on his left and right sides.
Sitting alone on the opposite
And sitting opposite them, occupying a large empty space alone, was a man with his back to Qin Ruan, so she couldn't see his face.
With such a familiar figure, Qin Ruan recognized him at a glance. It was Third Master.
Hou Yunjiao sat on the sofa, in a relaxed and lazy posture.
Suddenly, Hou Yunjiao turned his head slowly, revealing a noble and elegant, god-like handsome face. The playful coldness in his deep eyes subsided upon seeing Qin Ruan.
The corner of his sexy lips curled up into a gentle smile, as tender as a spring breeze. An aura of charm and laziness emanated from him, exuding an air of nobility and innate elegance.
At this moment, Hou Yunjiao was no longer weak and pale as he was yesterday. His entire demeanor was gentle and refined, exuding the air of a tender and romantic young nobleman.
Hou Yunjiao narrowed his profound eyes and beckoned to Qin Ruan, calling her affectionately, "Little girl, come here."
In his peach blossom-like eyes, besides the smile, there was a gentle compassion for all things in the world.
Qin Ruan's feet lifted uncontrollably as she walked slowly towards Third Master.
She ignored the astonished, pleased, or satisfied gazes from Old Master Hou, Father Hou, Eldest Brother, and Hou Yirong focused on her.
Before Qin Ruan reached Hou Yunjiao, Hou Qiang entered the hall and quietly informed Old Master Huo.
"Old Master, Miss Xiao Wenrou has come to visit."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions changed slightly, even Qin Ruan's footsteps halted, disturbed by the good mood from Hou Yunjiao's waking up.
Xiao Wenrou had just married into the Nangong family yesterday, and today she came to visit the Huo family.
Qin Ruan recalled Xiao Wenrou's affectionate expression towards Third Master yesterday, as if she wanted to stick to him.
Old Master Huo smiled and said, "Please invite her in."
"Yes." Hou Qiang turned and left.
Father Hou looked at Hou Qiang's departing figure with a hint of anticipation and satisfaction in his eyes.
"Wenrou hasn't come for a long time."
Hou Junxin, who was usually silent, also chimed in, "Yes, it's been a while since she last visited Third Brother."
Hou Yirong lazily lounged on the sofa, a lazy smile playing on her lips as she stared at Third Master. "Everyone knows about Sima Zhao's heart. She's clearly here for Third Brother."
Qin Ruan frowned slightly, not understanding why the Hou family's attitude had changed so quickly.
Clearly, they had no feelings towards Xiao Wenrou, especially Hou Yirong, who seemed to dislike her greatly.
What happened to make their attitudes change so drastically?
Soon, Qin Ruan saw Xiao Wenrou, wearing a smiling expression, being welcomed into the living room by Hou Qiang.
As Xiao Wenrou stepped into the living room, her eyes could only see Third Master. She lifted her feet and rushed towards him, her face full of shyness and love.
"Third Brother—"
Her calling of "Third Brother" was filled with infinite tenderness and a meaning of both coyness and eagerness to please.
A dark light flickered in Qin Ruan's eyes, exuding a hint of danger. She felt the surrounding air solidify, and time seemed to slow down.
Everything in front of her was so unfamiliar, so unfamiliar that the repulsion and disgust in her heart reached its peak.
Hou Yunjiao clearly saw her, but his heart and eyes were filled with Xiao Wenrou.
Xiao Wenrou is already the wife of Nangong Chang. Why did he let Xiao Wenrou hold his sleeve?
A faint pain spread in Qin Ruan's heart. She raised her hand to cover her chest, feeling the tugging sensation from there.
Not really heartbroken, just a little sad and disappointed.
Something is wrong, everything is wrong.
Old Master Hou asked Xiao Wenrou gently, "Wenrou, have you eaten?"
Xiao Wenrou shook Hou Yunjiao sleeve, her face full of shyness, and said in a coquettish voice, "No, I was thinking of accompanying Third Brother to eat."
From Qin Ruan's perspective, she could see Hou Yunjiao looking at Xiao Wenrou with affectionate eyes.
There was so much love in his eyes, as if Xiao Wenrou was the only person in the world that he could see, and no one else could come between them.
Qin Ruan felt like her entire world had collapsed since she was reborn, and there was an indescribable discomfort in her heart.
Father Hou, Hou Hongxing, stood up and walked in front of Xiao Wenrou. When he stared at her, he looked at her with a satisfied expression, as if he was looking at his daughter-in-law.
Father Hou smiled and said, "Wenrou, it's better to come early than coincidentally. We're just about to have a meal. Come, let's eat together. We've prepared your favorite dishes."
"Thank you, Uncle."
Xiao Wenrou stood up while holding Hou Yunjiao sleeve and walked towards the dining room. Throughout the whole time, no one paid any attention to Qin Ruan's existence.
She was like a transparent person, completely unnoticed.
Even Hou Zhi, who was just by Qin Ruan's side, appeared next to Xiao Wenrou, treating her with utmost respect.
The group went to the dining room, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
Suddenly, Hou Yunjiao turned around. The tenderness and smile disappeared from his eyes, replaced by a terrifying icy coldness.
He raised his hand, pointing at Qin Ruan, and asked emotionlessly, "Who is she, and how did she end up here?"
Everyone's gaze turned to Qin Ruan. They looked at her as if she were a stranger, or rather, a dangerous person, with vigilant and cold eyes.
Hou Yirong's sharp and cold gaze was fixed on Qin Ruan, as he looked her up and down with a playful look in his eyes.
A contemptuous expression appeared on his face, and his voice was low and dangerous. "Another woman who has popped up out of nowhere, wanting to get involved with Third Brother. Look at the way she stares at Third Brother, a woman who has no shame."
A moment of bewilderment flashed in Hou Yunjiao eyes, followed by a fierce storm that was unleashed towards Qin Ruan.
He looked up and down at Qin Ruan, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "You can leave. The Hou family doesn't entertain outsiders."
Qin Ruan felt like she couldn't breathe. Whether in her past life or present, Hou Yunjiao had never been so indifferent towards her.
It's not supposed to be like this. Why did everything change as soon as Xiao Wenrou appeared?
It hasn't been long since she got married to Hou Yunjiao, and he has already turned his back on her. It's simply absurd!
Qin Ruan laughed indifferently, ignoring the thorn in her heart. She suppressed her anger and spoke slowly, "Third Young Master's, I..."
Just as the words were spoken, Xiao Wenrou appeared.
"Third Brother told you to get lost, didn't you hear?!" she exclaimed.
She stood in front of Hou Yunjiao like a protective beast, emanating hostility towards Qin Ruan from head to toe.
Qin Ruan's delicate face slightly darkened, her gaze becoming deep and her aura turning dangerous.
The cold eyes of Hou Yunjiao and his companions watching from the side made her doubt whether she had really been reborn. Was her previous marriage with Hou Yunjiao and his gentle treatment just her imagination?
As Qin Ruan struggled to understand, Hou Yirong had already given the command: "Hou Qiang, escort this lady out. Letting all these troublesome people in, it seems like none of you want to keep your jobs!"
"Yes, Second Young Master!" Hou Qiang responded.
Hou Qiang briskly walked up to Qin Ruan, his ordinary face devoid of expression, his gaze fixed on her with vigilance.
"Miss, please leave."
Qin Ruan furrowed her beautiful eyebrows, unable to believe it as she looked towards Hou Yunjiao hoping to gauge his attitude.
But he had already entered the dining room with Xiao Wenrou, their figures looking so compatible.
Her gaze lowered slightly, and suddenly, her expression changed.
Something was off!
Qin Ruan stared at the figures of Hou Yunjiao and Xiao Wenrou, noticing a palm-sized gap between them.
Hou Yunjiao appeared friendly and approachable, but in reality, he was adept at maintaining distance from others, except for his family.
Recalling the previous incident when Xiao Wenrou had pulled at Hou Yunjiao sleeve, he had not responded to her at all, even casually retracting his sleeve.
Hou Yunjiao had never kept his distance from her before.
Whether it was Old Master Hou, father Hou, Hou Junxin, or Hou Yirong, their attitudes were all too strange.
Everything indicated that everything before her eyes was false.
"Miss, please leave!"
Seeing Qin Ruan's inaction, Hou Qiang spoke again.
His tone was stern, carrying a hint of command.
MHMWTTSBATUAS 377: The True Identity of Third Young Master, The Appearance of Seventh and Eighth Young Masters
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November 15, 2023
Rating: 5
