It turned out that just as Mu Anxiao was getting to know Ouyang Ye, Ouyang Ye had already figured out Mu Anxiao's "little tricks." If his guess was correct, she should be looking for an exit now.
Thinking this, Ouyang Ye deliberately called out, "Mu Anxiao," and turned around.
"Stop calling my name." Mu Anxiao walked to the table and lowered her gaze to the chair.
Listening to Mu Anxiao's reply and seeing her constantly scanning the surroundings, Ouyang Ye directly exposed her: "You are looking for an exit."
"No," Mu Anxiao said, picking up the chair.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's obvious attempt to lie, Ouyang Ye smiled and said, "You clearly want to find an exit."
"Don't talk nonsense," Mu Anxiao said as she moved the chair to the window. "I'm just checking if the room is clean." Saying this, she lightly stepped onto the chair. However, due to her height, she still couldn't reach the window even with her hand raised. In her helplessness, she could only tilt her head back and try to figure out a way.
Just then, Ouyang Ye stopped behind Mu Anxiao. "What, you want to climb out of here?" he said, reaching out to pull Mu Anxiao's arm.
"It's none of your business," Mu Anxiao said. Suddenly remembering demonic arts, she began to wonder if the window had been created by Ouyang Ye using demonic arts.
"It's none of your business," Ouyang Ye deliberately repeated Mu Anxiao's words and laughed.
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao frowned, withdrew her speculation, and looked down at Ouyang Ye, who was inexplicably smiling. "What's wrong with you today?" she asked. "Did someone hit your laughter acupoint, or..." She suddenly turned serious, "Or are you mocking me?"
"Why would I mock you?" Ouyang Ye feigned ignorance.
Mu Anxiao narrowed her eyes. "You know yourself why you're mocking me." After speaking, she glared fiercely at Ouyang Ye and then focused on the window again.
Ouyang Ye chuckled and said, "This window wasn't created by me with demonic arts, don't worry." Saying this, he turned and walked to the table, picking up the teapot and teacups.
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao was stunned for a few seconds. She quickly shifted her gaze from the window, jumped off the chair, and said, "You didn't lie to me." She turned to Ouyang Ye.
"This window is quite small. Unless you have the Collarbone Divine Skill, you can't get out," Ouyang Ye said, putting down the teapot and picking up a cup to drink some water.
"Collarbone Divine Skill, I really don't know that," Mu Anxiao said. She looked up at the window again, thinking that as long as it wasn't created by demonic arts, she could find a way. This Ouyang Ye really underestimated her.
"Then don't force yourself," Ouyang Ye said, putting down the cup and walking back in front of Mu Anxiao. "Alright, go get some rest."
"Rest?" Mu Anxiao was taken aback.
Ouyang Ye pointed to the wedding bed. "Go sleep. Dawn is coming, and there's still a lot to do."
"This is Feng Qishi's bridal chamber. It's not right for me to sleep here," Mu Anxiao said, starting to worry if Ouyang Ye would make a move on her. As the saying goes, one must be vigilant against others, especially a cunning scoundrel like Ouyang Ye. She had to be extremely careful.
"This isn't his bridal chamber," Ouyang Ye said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao's nerves tensed. "What do you mean by that?" she asked, feeling uneasy.
"If," Ouyang Ye said, noticing Mu Anxiao's nervousness, "I say this bridal chamber is yours and mine, would you be angry?" As he spoke, he reached out to touch Mu Anxiao's hair.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao quickly retreated a step and said, "Don't make such jokes, they're not funny." After speaking, her eyes darted away, and she took another step back.
The next second, Ouyang Ye laughed.
Mu Anxiao was confused upon hearing this. "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing. This is Feng Qishi's bridal chamber," Ouyang Ye said, pointing towards the bed.
"You go sleep, I..."
"If you want me to lie next to you, then keep talking nonsense," Ouyang Ye interrupted.
"Aren't you resting?" Mu Anxiao thought Ouyang Ye had this intention earlier, but it turned out she had overthought it.
"I'll lie on the wooden couch," Ouyang Ye said, pointing to a wooden couch on the other side of the room.
Mu Anxiao looked at it and breathed a sigh of relief. "Since that's the case, then I'll sleep," she said, deciding to think of a plan while Ouyang Ye was resting.
"Go ahead," Ouyang Ye said, turning towards the wooden couch.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao breathed another sigh of relief.
After a while.
Mu Anxiao pulled the covers over herself and lay on her side, facing inward, feeling no sleepiness at all.
On the other side, Ouyang Ye lay on the wooden couch, turned his head slightly to look at Mu Anxiao's back, and asked, "Are you asleep yet?"
"..." Mu Anxiao slanted her eyes, deliberately remaining silent.
"If you don't speak, I'll extinguish the candle," Ouyang Ye said, deliberately raising his hand.
"You dare," Mu Anxiao said quickly. She worried that after the candle was extinguished, she would feel sleepy, and with sleepiness, she wouldn't be able to think of a solution, so she disagreed with Ouyang Ye's actions.
Conversely, Ouyang Ye's thoughts drifted. "I won't touch you."
"If you attack me by surprise, and I die, it won't do you any good," Mu Anxiao was completely out of sync with Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye laughed upon hearing this.
Hearing the laugh, Mu Anxiao turned over to face Ouyang Ye's direction and said, "What are you laughing at?"
"At your age, you don't understand anything," Ouyang Ye laughed. "I'm truly impressed by you."
"Only you understand so much, you lunatic," Mu Anxiao said. Unknowingly, she glanced at the dark shadow on the paper window, so she quickly sat up and shouted, "Who?"
The next second, the shadow disappeared.
Ouyang Ye remained indifferent. "This is a bridal chamber. With the light on, anyone who sees it will be curious. You, like this," he said, glancing at Mu Anxiao, who had sat up, "are overreacting."
"What I do has nothing to do with you," Mu Anxiao said. She suddenly felt that the person might be Feng Qishi. But then she thought about Feng Qishi's location and dismissed the idea. She then thought of Shen Lu. 'It must be Shen Lu,' she thought.
"What are you thinking about?" Ouyang Ye asked.
"Nothing," Mu Anxiao replied perfunctorily and lay down again.
"I know," Ouyang Ye said with a hint of a smile in his voice. "Are you worried it's Feng Qishi?"
"Who's worried about that," Mu Anxiao said, her words betraying her thoughts.
"Let's assume," Ouyang Ye said, deliberately trying to scare Mu Anxiao, "if Feng Qishi knew you were colluding with me, how would he react?"
"..." Mu Anxiao couldn't be bothered to reply and closed her eyes.
Then, Ouyang Ye smiled faintly and spoke to himself, "You say, if Feng Qishi found out, would he turn against you? Would you then kill each other? You say, would I need to help you then? If I don't help, and you die, I'll have no more amusement. You..."
"Are you going to let me rest or not?" Mu Anxiao couldn't stand Ouyang Ye anymore.
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Ye laughed. "Then get some rest. We have plenty of time anyway." Saying this, he still extinguished the candle.