The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"Quick, hurry up and catch up, don't let Miss Mu escape!"

"If she escapes, everyone will have no good fruit to eat!"

"What kind of monster is this little ancestor doing? Why does the second master treat her so well, why does she always want to run away?"

In the lush forest, a petite girl was staggering forward.

Shen... his body was so heavy that he seemed to be carrying hundreds of catties of burden on his back.

"Hoo-hoo--"

She covered her chest with a pair of porcelain white hands, panting heavily.

"Why...why haven't you run out yet?"

As soon as she opened her throat, she felt a dry and stinging pain, which made her frown uncomfortably.

Mu Changying's head was heavy, and her vision gradually became blurred, making it impossible to distinguish between east, west, north, and east.

She stopped and bent over to support a big tree, panting violently.

"Cough, cough, cough... It's hard... It's uncomfortable..."

Maybe it was because she hadn't seen the sun for a long time, her little face was pale as if it had been painted with several layers of wall paint.

The footsteps behind her were getting closer and closer, and her little heart was so nervous that it reached her throat.

Accompanied by dizziness, Mu Changying's body went limp and fell to the ground.

A group of people following behind caught up and immediately surrounded her tightly.

The leading housekeeper looked at the girl on the ground, and stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "Finally caught up, help Miss Mu back quickly."

The surrounding servants stood motionless with their heads down, as if they didn't hear what he said.

A trace of anger flashed in Sun Butler's eyes, he raised his head and was about to reprimand the group of people.

At this time, a slender figure came into his eyes.

A tall man in a black trench coat was walking up.

He has a gloomy face, deep eyebrows and eyes, and a chilling hostility lingers around him.

"Click—"

Men's leather shoes made an eerie sound as they stepped on fallen tree branches.

Rong Liyuan looked down at Mu Changying from above, with endless undercurrents in his eyes.

"Yingbao, I just left for a while, why do you want to run away again?"

"You have tried to escape from my side five times this month..."

She was really too misbehaving, provoking his anger time and time again.

Is that wild man so good? It was worth her escaping from here at all costs!

Rong Liyuan clenched his hands into fists, his blood vessels and veins bulged, and his knuckles turned white.

Looking at her pale and bloodless little face, he loosened his clenched fists, and the anger in his heart dissipated little by little.

He knelt down and stretched out his big palm to caress her small face, his eyes were filled with helplessness and tenderness, "Yingbao, you have to be good."

The temperature of the man's fingers was too cold, and Mu Changying, who was originally groggy, regained some sanity.

The girl's eyes that were usually full of hatred for him were filled with thin mist at this moment, like a lost lamb.

She blinked her eyes lightly, and gently opened her delicate lips, "I...what's wrong with me..."

Mu Changying shook her little head, trying to see the face of the person in front of her clearly.

Her body froze, her pupils contracted violently, and she raised her voice in disbelief, "Ah...Ah Yuan!"

The face in front of her had lingered in her mind for countless days and nights.

The moment he died to protect her, he completely took away her soul and reduced her to a walking corpse.

[It may be a bit of a drama, but I still have to clear the text in the text, because some cuties don't like to read digressions.

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【Importantly, the part of the body that escaped heavily is the original soul, and the later part is the soul that passed back. 】