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After discussing the details of the Courtesan Belle selection with Wen Niang, Song Xiangsi agreed to help every girl design their models. At the same time, she handed over the decorations for the Courtesan Belle selection day to Wen Niang.

Song Cheng and Song Xiaoxiao were both practicing calligraphy at home. After this batch of clothes was rushed out, Song Xiangsi gave Zhou Xiufang, A-Jiao, and Lian'er a break. She let them rest for a day and properly relax.

However, she searched the entire store, but didn't find Meng Liangxuan. She couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, thinking that he had been acting very secretive lately, so she didn't think too much about it.

Thinking about how he had been busy these past few days and hadn't even made a proper meal, he went to the kitchen and cooked a table of food. He planned to celebrate for a while and then tell Meng Ling Xuan about the Courtesan Belle selection competition.

However, after she had busied herself for less than an hour and placed all the dishes on the table, Meng Liangxuan still hadn't returned. If the two little fellows had smelled the fragrance of the food, they would have immediately ran out of their room and happily asked, "Sister Hua, what delicious food did you make? It smells so good. "

Song Xiaoxiao ran to the table and stared unblinkingly at the dishes on it. She took a deep breath and smiled.

Song Cheng was also looking forward to it. His originally calm face finally revealed a childish smile. "Yes, it smells so good."

Song Xiangsi had just arrived with a bowl and chopsticks in hand. When she saw the greedy looks on the two kids' faces, she could not help but chuckle. She placed the bowl and chopsticks on the table and tapped them on their heads with her fingers. "Hurry up and wash your hands."

The two little fellows happily went to wash their hands. Song Xiangsi looked at the empty seat and pursed her lips, then she went back to her room and picked up a large bowl, scooped up some dishes from the table and ordered them into the bowl. Then she fastened them with a plate and placed them in the pot to warm it with hot water.

By the time she was done with this, the two little guys had already washed their hands and were sitting at the table, waiting for her to join them for dinner.

After these days of teaching, Song Cheng and Song Xiaoxiao had become more sensible. Every time when they were eating, if they were not together, no matter how hungry they were, they wouldn't move their chopsticks first.

Song Xiangsi smiled as she walked over and sat down. "Let's start the meal."

Song Xiaoxiao tilted her head and looked at her. She could not help but ask, "Sis, where did Brother Meng go? Shall we not wait for him to eat? "

Although Song Cheng didn't ask, he still looked at him with a pair of bright eyes. He was obviously asking a question.

"Yes, he has something to take care of so I've already heated up the dishes for him. Let's eat first, we don't need to wait for him." Song Xiangsi explained with a smile as she picked up chopsticks and gave each of her siblings a piece of stir-fried meat.

Only then did Song Cheng and Song Xiaoxiao start to eat happily.

After finishing the meal, Song Xiangsi tidied up the dishes and chopsticks in the store, washed herself, and went to bed. Before she entered the room, she turned around to look at Meng Ling Xuan's room.

She slightly creased her brow. Worry flashed across her black eyes. She let out a soft sigh and returned to her room to lie down.

Because he was always worried about Meng Ling Xuan and was afraid that something would happen to him, Song Xiangsi did not sleep very well. She had always been in a half asleep state, and had always paid careful attention to the movements in the room next door.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly heard a very faint sound of a door opening and closing.

The voice was very soft, and if one did not listen carefully, one would not be able to hear it. It was like the sound of a wind blowing past.

Song Xiangsi immediately snapped out of her daze and looked vigilantly towards the window. Sure enough, she saw a black shadow slowly approaching, accompanied by a thick smell of blood.

Her heart skipped a beat and a cold light flashed in her eyes. She was about to make a move when she smelled a familiar scent and her mind jolted.

While she was still in a daze, the woman had already quickly approached. With one hand, she lifted the blanket from her body. Her slender body fell into the blanket and pressed her down.

A strong stench of blood assaulted her nostrils, causing Song Xiangsi to furrow her brows.

He was injured?! Why?

Song Xiangsi was filled with doubts. Just as she was about to ask, the other party seemed to have already sensed her thoughts. A big hand covered her mouth and made a silencing motion.

At this moment, footsteps came from the room next door. It was so soft that one could tell it must be the steps of someone with a strong lightness skill.

Song Xiangsi pursed her lips and did not speak anymore. Her heart pounded. She could not press both her ears against the wall in order to hear clearly what was going on in the room next door.

"Clang —"

There was a slight crisp sound, which was probably the sound of a sword hitting wood, followed by a soft sound of conversation.

"Why is there no one here?"

"Could it be next door?"

Song Xiangsi's heart skipped a beat again as she turned to look at the man who was pressing down on her. His face was hidden in the shadows, and his expression was indistinct. However, from the way he tightly gripped her shoulders, it was clear that he was extremely tense.

She pursed her lips and secretly touched the dagger on the bedside with one hand. The ice-cold sensation made her body tremble slightly.

Ever since the last arson incident, she had gotten used to putting a dagger by her bedside in case she needed it. She didn't expect that it would actually come in handy this time.

Song Xiangsi thought to himself that as long as these people dared to charge in, he would fight them to the death. He definitely could not let them injure Meng Ling Xuan.

The man on top of her lowered his head and saw the determination in her beautiful eyes. He raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized what she wanted to do. His heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but be moved.

At this moment, the series of footsteps from next door finally stopped at the door of Song Xiangsi's room, yet it did not come in for a long time.

"Is it really inside?" One of them said in a low voice.

"We might as well go in and kill that woman as well." Another voice sounded coldly, carrying a bloodthirsty killing intent.

The long period of silence outside made Song Xiangsi, who was inside, feel like her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

"Forget it. Master has said it. This time, we are moving in secret. We must not alert the enemy." A calm male voice rang out, and then the sound of those people's footsteps faded away. It was obvious that they had already left.

However, Song Xiangsi was not in a hurry to move in the room. She waited for a moment to make sure that the person outside was really gone and did not come back. Only then did she heave a sigh of relief.