Savior arrives

Xu Lanxin and the other two arrived at the room where the incident occurred, which was already surrounded by a large crowd.

With the help of the bluefish, she finally managed to squeeze in.

A middle-aged man lay on his back on the ground, his eyes wide open, his pupils dilated.

There was no pulse in the carotid artery, no heartbeat or breathing, but the body was still warm.

There were no signs of a struggle in the surrounding area.

Not far away, a woman in red was sitting on the ground, being helped up by a woman in pink. Both of them looked panicked.

However, the woman in red stared intently at the man on the ground.

Xu Lanxin was still examining the bodies when she heard the voices of soldiers outside the human wall.

"Make way, officers are conducting a case."

The leading officer shoved through the crowd menacingly and looked over.

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you harm Lord Wei?"

With a "whoosh," several men half-drawn their swords from their sheaths, and the leading officer shouted:

"Guards, arrest the suspect."

Xu Lanxin's face instantly turned cold as she stood up and looked at him:

"Are you preparing to arrest people without even asking questions, sir?"

A hint of unease crept onto the leading officer's face, but it was immediately masked by a stern expression.

“I don’t care who you are. I just saw you touching the corpse when I came over. Take you back to the yamen for investigation. If you are innocent, your name will be cleared.”

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and ordered his men to take them away, including the woman in red who was involved in the matter.

Xu Lanxin broke free from the officers' restraints and said, "Let go, I can walk by myself."

Qingyu followed her, and Qinglv naturally ran back to find the person.

The most bustling place right now is undoubtedly the riverside pleasure boat, where there are naturally many onlookers.

This, of course, includes Shen, who was beaten up.

"Young master, hiss!"

The servant, cradling his swollen mouth with his hand and squinting in pain, continued:

"Look, they've been arrested. Now that we're on your turf, whatever you say goes, young master."

After saying that, he even came up with a good idea for himself and laughed smugly, but little did he know that it aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain.

"Do you think I can't see it?"

After saying that, Shen Sanlang kicked him, sending him sprawling face-first to the ground.

"My darling, your big brother is here."

Shen Sanlang rubbed his hands furtively, looking like a lewd scoundrel, and followed after them with his men.

There's no need to dwell on the prison's style; having been in and out of jail several times, she's long been immune to it.

It was still dark and damp, with the smells of blood and decay mingling together and drifting in the wind.

This is the taste.

According to the registration information, the woman in red knew that Xu Lanxin and her companion were women, but she only glanced at them sideways without showing any particular expression.

The three remained in custody until they were taken to prison.

Lan Xin looked at her and asked, "Miss Hong Fu, what happened between you and the deceased in the room just now?"

The woman named Hong Fu simply gave her a look and didn't reply.

Xu Lanxin wanted to ask more questions, but footsteps came from outside the cell. Just as she was quite surprised at how fast Cen Yan was moving.

When she saw who it was, she felt an urge to hit them.

"Oh my, oh my, little beauty, I didn't expect you two to be women. I love beauties too."

The man, fanning himself with a folding fan, said exaggeratedly:

"How about it? Come with me, and I guarantee you'll live the high life."

I thought he was just here to make a fool of himself, but I didn't expect the jailer next to him to have already taken out the key.

With a clang of chains, the prison door opened.

"Men, handcuff them and bring them out."

Shen Sanlang closed his fan, turned his head and gave instructions to the jailer, as if the prison were his own private property.

"I haven't forgotten that you all know some martial arts. You'd better be obedient and let yourselves be tied up. If you make another move, you'll be going against the government, and none of you will get away with it."

After saying that, he put away his sly smile and narrowed his eyes, speaking sternly.

Qingyu was the first to stand up and stand in front of Xu Lanxin.

"Madam, I'll stall for time. Master should be arriving soon."

Last time Xu Lanxin was tied up and injured, she failed to protect her but was not punished. She knew that it must have been the madam who pleaded for her.

She had seen what Xiao Muhan looked like before, and even now it still terrified her.

The master did so much for his wife.

Xu Lanxin nodded and replied, "Okay, be careful."

The jailers entered with chains, but as soon as they got close, the figure in blue struck them with a palm and swept his leg, knocking them all to the ground.

Shen Sanlang was surprised that someone dared to resist in the prison, so he turned around and ran out to summon more yamen runners.

Qingyu then led Xu Lanxin step by step, forcing her out.

The jailers and yamen runners all rushed inside, and the two were surrounded.

Each gleaming sword shimmered with silver light, and up close, one could see their silhouettes projected onto the blades.

The head constable stepped forward first, followed by a swarm of others.

Qingyu grabbed a knife and used it to fight the enemy while protecting her.

"Go easy on them, don't hurt them, capture them alive!"

Shen Sanlang's voice came from outside the encirclement.

With too many players, Qingyu was already showing signs of fatigue, and his defensive movements were a beat slower.

With a clang, Qingyu's knife was knocked to the ground, and several knives were placed against their necks.

"stop."

Voices of protest came from behind the human wall.

A familiar figure pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, his face filled with anger, as if covered by a thin layer of ice.

Xu Lanxin's heart skipped a beat, knowing something was wrong, and she leaned closer to Qingyu.

Cen Yan came up to her, looked her up and down, and seeing no obvious injuries, his gaze softened slightly.

"Are you injured?"

Lan Xin shook her head, and cautiously reached out to try and grab his sleeve.

She then changed her approach and touched his hand, grabbing his fingers and shaking them in a coquettish manner.

"Zijin, I'm fine."

"Who are you? How dare you ruin my good time!"

Shen Sanlang's sharp voice broke in.

Xu Lanxin and the other woman turned their heads to look over, but the difference was that she looked at them with the detached, gossipy gaze of someone looking at a fool.

However, Cen Yan's eyes were cold and filled with a murderous aura, as if he were looking at a dead man.

He was somewhat terrified by her gaze, feeling uncomfortable but forced to maintain his composure.

"What are you looking at? Arrest them all!"

"stop!"

A middle-aged man dressed in the robes of a county magistrate, with a protruding belly, ran over, panting and wiping sweat with his sleeve, and said:

"Release them immediately! It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"

"Uncle, why release these people? These two are the men I want."

"Ouch."

Before Shen Sanlang could finish speaking, his mouth was punched in the mouth by an unknown object, and blood slid out from his hand covering his mouth.

A piece of broken silver rolled to the ground.

"I'm so sorry, Lord Cen. I was ignorant and I hope you will forgive me."

The magistrate apologized profusely while pressing down on Chen Sanlang's head:

"Hurry up and apologize to Lord Cen."

"What kind of adult is he? Why would your uncle be afraid of him!"

Just as Shen Sanlang started complaining, he was hit on the back of the head.

The portly magistrate whispered, "Lord Cen, the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, have you no guts? Apologize now!"

Shen Sanlang looked over, his eyes wide with terror, his legs trembling, and finally he couldn't bear it and knelt on the ground.

"My lord, I'm so sorry, I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness."

He spoke haltingly, his voice trembling and hesitant.

Cen Yan didn't look at him.

"Lord Xu had better give me a reasonable explanation!"

Passing by the portly Magistrate Xu, Cen Yan embraced Xu Lanxin and they walked through the crowd to leave.

Magistrate Xu wiped his sweat with his hand, nodded repeatedly with his eyes downcast, and after Cen Yan left, he kicked Shen Sanlang to the ground.

"Look what you've done. Go apologize to Lord Cen yourself."

With a mournful face, Chen Sanlang grabbed his leg and wailed, "Uncle, Uncle, you can't abandon me!"

"Hmph," Magistrate Xu kicked him away and walked away.

Inside the inn, as soon as the door closed, Cen Yan turned around and pinned Xu Lanxin against the door, grabbing her hands and raising them above her head.

He gently pinched her chin and lifted it up.

Xu Lanxin knew she had made a mistake, and her eyes darted away.

"They've gotten quite bold, hmm, daring to visit the Dream of the Red Chamber."

Xu Lanxin glanced at his Adam's apple, avoiding his gaze.

"I went to look at some pretty girls, but I didn't see any."

"What, you still feel it's a pity?"

His voice was cold, and he raised his voice slightly.

"No, no, not at all,"

Xu Lanxin suddenly looked up at him, and seeing that his expression was getting increasingly unpleasant, she obsequiously suggested:

"How about I take you with me next time I go? You?"

Cen Yan instantly laughed in anger, lowered his head to cut her off, and, as if punishing her, pressed his lips together urgently and fiercely.

Then, he gently bit her and slipped inside, leading her to dance.

Once Xu Lanxin could move her hands, she wrapped her arms around his neck and became completely absorbed in it.

The indoor temperature rose sharply, and the candlelight flickered, casting long shadows of the two people.