Ouyang Ye was not angry. Instead, he looked at Mu Anxiao, who had rejected him, with a smile and said, "Still the same as a year ago."
"You too, same as a year ago, shameless," Mu Anxiao said coldly, stepping back again.
Ouyang Ye smiled, "Your mouth, it will be your downfall sooner or later, do you know that?"
"I don't know, I only know that since your plot has been discovered by me, you won't succeed." As she spoke, Mu Anxiao clenched her magic in her palm.
Ouyang Ye glanced down at Mu Anxiao's hand, then at the submissive Lou Yi, and said, "Your invisibility spell isn't working."
"..." Mu Anxiao narrowed her eyes.
Ouyang Ye turned back to Mu Anxiao, "You said this room has a problem, alright then, I'll give you a chance. Tell me, what problem is it."
"You've cast a demonic spell on this room. If I'm not mistaken," Mu Anxiao said, glancing at Bing'er, "as soon as Bing'er lies down, her body will be harmed, right?"
"Why don't you say I saved her."
"Hmph, how could you save her, you..."
"If it weren't for me, she would have died three months ago," Ouyang Ye interrupted, smiling. "Of course, the reason I did this is all for Feng Qishi."
"Feng Qishi won't listen to you," Mu Anxiao stated firmly.
"If he doesn't listen to me, he dies."
"You... you wouldn't dare," Mu Anxiao glared at Ouyang Ye.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's expression, Ouyang Ye suddenly laughed.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao frowned, "What are you laughing at?"
Ouyang Ye heard Mu Anxiao's question, immediately retracted his smile, then looked down at Bing'er and said, "I came here three months ago."
"And then?"
"And then, I met this child."
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Mu Anxiao found it hard to imagine Ouyang Ye as a good person, so no matter how profound he seemed, she wouldn't pay attention.
Ouyang Ye: "I didn't do all of this."
"Not you?"
"It was her." Ouyang Ye pointed at Bing'er.
Mu Anxiao's eyes sank, and she sneered, "Is it interesting to push the blame onto a child like this?"
"It's because of her that I cast a demonic spell on this room. Of course," Ouyang Ye said, "what I just said was a joke."
A sudden reversal. Mu Anxiao looked at Ouyang Ye, whose expression changed faster than flipping through a book, then looked at Bing'er, who was being accused of being bad. She wore an expression of utter incomprehension. "..."
Seeing this, Ouyang Ye said, "You don't believe me."
"Your face changes too quickly. How can I believe you?"
"It's true that I came here three months ago, but I was harmed by her," Ouyang Ye said, looking down at Bing'er.
Mu Anxiao asked, confused, "You can be harmed by a child?"
"You can't judge a person by their appearance. This child is no ordinary child. Her body contains a powerful force. If I'm not mistaken, that force should come from the demon realm."
"..."
Ouyang Ye continued, "I now strongly suspect that she is the Demon King's youngest daughter."
"What you're saying is ridiculous. The Demon King's youngest daughter," Mu Anxiao sneered, "do you think I would believe your words?"
"I said..."
"You just said she was a destined woman. You also said you would betroth her to Feng Qishi. Now," Mu Anxiao snorted, "you're saying this. You're too strange."
"I'm not lying. She can prove it." Ouyang Ye pointed at Gu Yan.
Mu Anxiao sighed, "I can't tell how many of your words are true. Moreover, if I remember correctly, it was you who planned for Feng Qishi to lose himself. Now," she sneered, "you're trying to portray yourself as a good person here. Ouyang Ye, you really haven't changed."
"You..." Ouyang Ye was momentarily speechless, then continued, "I was just saying it casually. Do you want to know who the real mastermind behind Feng Qishi losing himself is?"
"Isn't it you? You already admitted it yourself."
"It wasn't me." Ouyang Ye was serious.
Ouyang Ye clicked his tongue and continued, "It really wasn't me, it was her." He pointed at Bing'er.
Mu Anxiao rolled her eyes at Ouyang Ye and couldn't be bothered to speak.
Conversely, Lou Yi said after hearing Ouyang Ye's words, "Perhaps he's telling the truth."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao glanced at Lou Yi impatiently, "You don't know him. He's very cunning. Few people can see through his schemes."
"Is there a misunderstanding between you two?" Lou Yi still believed Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye smiled.
Mu Anxiao clicked her tongue, "You should say less." As she spoke, she glared at Lou Yi and looked at Ouyang Ye, "You can't even explain things clearly, and you want me to believe you? I think you're crazy."
"I..."
"Don't worry, I won't believe you unless," Mu Anxiao kept a contingency, pointing at the cellar, "you let me go down and take a look."
"There are no souls down there," Ouyang Ye understood Mu Anxiao's intention.
Mu Anxiao was stunned.
Seeing Mu Anxiao like this, Gu Yan quickly said, "I went down too. There are indeed no souls down there."
"Then the owner of the souls isn't you?" Mu Anxiao glanced at Gu Yan, then at Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye shook his head, "Not me."
"Then how long have you been disguised as the coachman? And what about that ointment? What do those words of yours mean?" Mu Anxiao harbored deep suspicion towards Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye listened to Mu Anxiao's question, then thought about the bold words he had spoken. He said, "The ointment was made by Bing'er. The mastermind behind everything is her." He pointed at Bing'er.
Bing'er was still sleeping.
Then, Mu Anxiao followed Ouyang Ye's finger, looked down at Bing'er, and said, "You think I'll believe you?" She then looked back at Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye: "Whether you believe it or not is your business. Anyway, what I'm saying now is the truth."
"Can you stop lying? She's already like this, how could..."
"Her constitution is different from others. She has two souls, one good and one evil."
"What do you mean?" Mu Anxiao had never heard of such a thing, so she was shocked when Ouyang Ye told her.
"To be honest, I have been observing her here all along. This is something I only recently discovered."
"Recently?"
"Yes, the coachman hasn't returned." Ouyang Ye said calmly.
Mu Anxiao froze, "Hasn't returned? You just became the coachman?" She was shocked.
Ouyang Ye nodded, "Yes. I've been observing all along. I discovered that every time Feng Qishi came here, the coachman would say pitiful things about Bing'er. So, I imitated him. Who knew, it didn't work well."