It was clear that the mistress had been seeking the master for a long time, so why did she only just find him, only to think of leaving again? Dong Huiying paused in her steps, then turned her head to look at the masked man behind her, "City Lord should know that some things are taboo, just like Miss Lu by your side." "I may not be as obsessive about cleanliness as Shu Yu, but in matters of the heart, my man, once touched by someone else, no matter how much I love him, is unforgivable." "When you were my husband, you submitted to avoid divorce, but now, looking at you, City Lord, even if you were truly divorced, no one could do anything to you." "In that case, think it over. I will stay here for at most three days. If, after three days, you still behave this way and still refuse to see me, I will take Shu Yu and leave immediately. From then on, you will no longer be considered part of my family, even if you remarry, it will have nothing to do with me." She was a bit infuriated by this man; she knew he had lost his memory, but to keep a woman who looked so much like her by his side while avoiding her at all costs, what was the meaning of this? What she had just said was out of anger, unseen by anyone. After she finished speaking, a tiny gu flew out from her sleeve, so small it was barely visible to the naked eye. The gu flew towards the man in the black robe, landing on the back of his hand. The man felt nothing, completely unaware that a gu had deeply rooted itself into the back of his hand. However... because of Dong Huiying’s words, his face beneath the mask sank slightly. Dong Huiying looked to Tie Yi to arrange a room for her and Shu Yu. Qi Xi glanced at Dong Huiying then at the masked man in black robes, "Eldest Brother, is she really your wife?" The man looked coldly at Qi Xi. Qi Xi said, "My heart is pleased with her! The Dayuan Dynasty has always had the system of polyandry, and I’m not young anymore; I too want to settle down. People my age are already married, but I have been delayed by various things. Can I pursue her?" The man snorted coldly, then turned and walked away. Lu Yinyin exclaimed, "City Lord?" and then hurriedly followed the man with small quick steps. The man stopped abruptly, suddenly turned to look at Lu Yinyin, "Miss Lu, you have been a guest in the Mist Capital for a long time, but after all, you are a guest, I hope you conduct yourself with dignity!" What he couldn’t get out of his mind was that woman—sometimes cold and charming, sometimes devilishly smiling, sometimes angry and in tears, as well as her resolute demeanor when she left. He blurted out, asking Lu Yinyin to keep her distance from him. Now, whenever he encountered anything related to that woman, not only his body and limbs would refuse to obey her, even his mouth started to lose control. A fleeting emotion passed through his eyes, then he lifted his feet and walked towards the Bell Tower. Lu Yinyin sat in her room, furrowing her brows in thought. She had met the Lord of the Mist Capital a year ago when she was being chased and killed, and at the most critical moment, the Lord of the Mist Capital had saved her. She had fallen for him, but during their later interactions, she gradually recognized some of her feelings. The way the man looked at her, it was as if he was seeing through her, trying hard to remember something. She didn’t know much about this man, but she wanted him and thought that as long as she continued to stay by his side, there would come a day when the blossoms would bear fruit. But those Tie Slaves, led by Tie Yi, always seemed to be guarding against her, and now that the purple-clothed woman had appeared, she finally understood that the man she admired already had a wife.