Chapter 35
At Zou's Medical Clinic, Yin Su picked out a sturdy wooden stool, pressed it with his hand to make sure it was strong enough, then held it in his hand and walked closer to Zou Yuan, who was shivering in the corner.
Like a devil that just crawled out of hell, with fangs bared, he was looking for a lone person to take his life with him. His eyes were cold and his whole body exuded a murderous aura that wanted to "kill you".
The wooden stool rubbed against the ground, making a harsh rustling sound, and each sound fell accurately on Zou Yuan's heart.
Yin Su lowered his eyebrows and looked at him, tapping his fingers lightly on the edge of the wooden bench, with a delicate smile on the corners of his lips: "Are you scared now? It's too late."
He could really believe that he would smash his head with gentle words and cruel things he did without hesitation.
"It's not what I wanted to say. Ruo Huai forced me to say it. He asked me the location of Jiang Mansion. I didn't say anything else."
He kept walking and pressed forward with great momentum.
Zou Yuan felt a chill coming over him. He suddenly closed his eyes, put his hands over his head, and spoke quickly: "Wait, Ruo Huai told me something else. It's about Miss Jiang Er."
The wooden bench stopped just a finger's length away from his head.
Zou Yuan breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the "sharp weapon" so close to him.
Yin Su threw the wooden stool to the ground, stood on it, lifted his robe, lowered his right knee, and casually placed his arms on his legs. He leaned forward slightly, lowered his eyebrows and looked at him disdainfully, and uttered a word coldly: "Speak."
Zou Yuan stuttered, “If… Ruo Huai said, if this matter is successful, let me cooperate with him…” He stopped talking and didn’t dare to say anything more.
Yin Su casually pulled down the beam of the wooden stool and patted his face gently: "Tell me, what do you want to cooperate with?"
Zou Yuan looked at him carefully, swallowed his saliva, and said gently: "Cooperate...cooperate with him to kill the second Miss Jiang and put the blame...put the blame on City Lord Luo."
"He said that after the flower banquet, we will return to Min together. Then he will spread the news that you stole the defense map, and Miss Jiang Er, as your wife, will naturally be implicated. Then..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the wooden stick was smashed on the door leading to the backyard. Zou Yuan was so scared that he immediately covered his ears and said desperately: "Don't tell me that it was me who said it, otherwise Ruo Huaifei will peel off my skin."
Yin Su left without looking back.
Zou Yuan shouted anxiously: "Hey, where are you going? If Ruo Huai is not here, he would have left early in the morning."
Yin Su said calmly: "I know."
Zou Yuan: "I know you're still going out."
Yin Su: "I'll go and get rid of it now."
Zou Yuan: “…”
He paused, tilted his head to look at him, and said sinisterly: "If you dare to tell anyone, I will also peel off your skin."
Zou Yuan: “…”
Ruohuai has been surveying the terrain on the streets these days. Not only does he have to act as if nothing has happened, he also has to ask local people for directions without being noticed.
The Kingdom of Chao has always been strict in catching spies. If he is not careful, or even makes strange movements, he will be discovered by the patrols. What's more, he has just arrived in Luocheng and has no identity. If they really investigate, he may not be able to escape.
The people of Los Angeles were wary, and every time he asked someone, that person would ask him where he was from, so he had to make up an identity on the spot.
In just half a day, he had figured out the locations of all the streets in Luo City, as well as the yamen runners and other departments, but he couldn't get a single word about the "escape door".
He planned to go and see it himself.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he was beaten up by a masked man in black. One of his arms was dislocated and he was punched several times in the face. He finally escaped from the masked man, but somehow he was discovered by the patrolmen, who said he was a spy from the Min Kingdom and were searching for him all over the streets.
After circling around for a few times, he finally escaped back to Zou's Clinic. Under Zou Yuan's astonished gaze, he opened the door a little, squinted his eyes and looked out. Seeing that those people did not chase him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Zou Yuan was stunned for a while, staring at the injuries on his body: "Your arms and face..."
Ruo Huai looked unhappy and exhaled: "I was beaten by a jerk who appeared out of nowhere."
"If he hadn't run so fast, I would have dealt with him long ago. It's better not to let me run into him."
"To be honest, the public security in Los Angeles is really not that good."
Zou Yuan tried to hold back his laughter the whole time, but nodded with a calm expression, and occasionally swore a few words at him, but he didn't dare to swear too harshly.
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Jiang Zhaoli rummaged through the boxes and found two bottles of old wine at the bottom of the box. They were covered with dust and she couldn't remember when she put them there. Perhaps she didn't want her father to drink too much when she was a child, so she hid them secretly.
She poured herself a small glass, and the aroma of the wine instantly hit her face and spread throughout the house.
She had never drunk alcohol, didn't know what it tasted like, and didn't know why her father loved it so much.
She stared blankly, picked it up, and drank it all in one gulp. It was mellow and sweet, soft on the palate with a slight bitterness. The aroma of wine filled her lips and teeth, and the aftertaste was long.
Time passed by little by little. She didn't know how many cups she had drunk. She only knew that the sky was gradually getting dark and everything around her was getting dark.
The things in front of her eyes became more and more blurry, and her head was foggy, as if she had forgotten something... Although she didn't know what it was, she felt so sad and wanted to cry.
What is it.
She racked her brains to think...
Suddenly, her eyes fell on the densely packed rice paper on the table, and she staggered to pick it up.
At this moment, there were powerful footsteps outside the door, and the next moment, Yin Su's gentle voice sounded: "Madam Jiang."
Jiang Zhaoli frowned her delicate brows, retracted her hand holding the rice paper, and looked towards the door. She held the eight-immortals table with one hand, shook her half-conscious head, stared at the door with a dazed look, and walked slowly forward.
Why is Yin Su here? Can he get out of bed and walk? Has his wound healed? If he runs around before he is fully recovered, the wound will split open and need to be bandaged again. It's really troublesome.
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt angry and she would definitely talk to him about it later.
Perhaps seeing that there was no response from inside, the person at the door had been waiting for a long time and put his hand on the door, intending to push it open.
Jiang Zhaoli had just stood in front of the door, and before her hand touched it, the door creaked open. She quickly retracted her hand, put it behind her back, and looked at him eagerly.
The moonlight was extremely bright tonight. It shone on his back, and the halo flowed down his spine. The moonlight surrounded him completely, as if he was in the light and his whole body was glowing.
She stared at the man with a ruddy face. She was dazzled for a moment and forgot what to say. She grinned and said, "You are so beautiful."
Then she shook her head, as if she remembered something. She pouted her lips and asked with a straight face, "Yin Su, why are you here? Are you running around when your wound has healed? What if it splits again? I won't help you get a doctor this time."
Yin Su was stunned when he was scolded for no reason.
When my eyes touched her bright face, I found that her cheeks were unnaturally flushed. Suddenly I smelled a scent of alcohol. My sight touched the spilled wine on the ground, and the overturned wine bottles and cups.
He frowned and reached out to hold her round shoulders: "How much did you drink?"
Jiang Zhaoli leaned in front of him and pointed a finger at him.
Yin Su: "One bottle?"
Jiang Zhaoli gently pushed his chest and said with a pout, "You're too stupid. You can't even guess right. Just a little bit."
Yin Su closed the door a little, leaned against it, completely blocking out the light behind her, and allowed the darkness to surround and swallow her.
His amber eyes were filled with infinite depth. He stared at the woman in front of him quietly, and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure it's one o'clock?"
Jiang Zhaoli nodded very seriously. She took two steps forward, and her vision suddenly became blurry. She could see Yin Su had three heads and three bodies. She bent down to pull his hand, but it was empty. She fell forward: "If you don't believe me, you can..."
She lost her footing and fell headfirst into his arms, her lower abdomen hit hard. Yin Su felt the pain, but he did not forget to reach out to catch her. The unique fragrance of the woman immediately entered his nose and lingered around his body.
Jiang Zhaoli leaned forward and buried her face in his waist, rubbing it hard with her head tilted like a kitten, and then a muffled, inarticulate voice came out: "Hmm, why does it smell a bit good?"
Yin Su froze and looked down. The woman's nose and cheek were rubbing against his clothes repeatedly. Her arms were loosely wrapped around his waist, sliding down and then back up again, over and over again.
Even with the cloth resting on his body, he could feel the pleasure of the friction against his skin, and his eyes couldn't help but darken.
He put his hand on her waist, lifted her up, and brought her to him, forcing her to look up and look at him. Yin Su stared at the changes on her face quietly, his Adam's apple moved slightly, his eyes seemed to be filled with subtle emotions, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Madam Jiang."
He spoke softly, his eyes scrutinizing, like the desire in the eyes of a hungry wolf seeing its prey: "Do you know what you are doing? Huh?"
Jiang Zhaoli nodded and grinned: "You know, I'm taking advantage of you." After he finished speaking, his hand stroked up and down his back.
Yin Su growled, put his arm around her waist, turned around, closed the door, and then pushed her against the door, placing his hand on her back.
Looking down, he saw the woman looking up with a look of grievance.
Her eyelashes were moist, her mouth was red, and even the tip of her nose and chin were pink. If you didn't know the truth, you would think someone had bullied her.
Yin Su raised his hand and gently stroked her eyes. His feathery eyelashes rubbed lightly between his fingertips, making her feel itchy. Then he slowly moved his hand down her face until it reached the corner of her mouth. He stopped and stroked it in circles twice. Then he moved his hand little by little to her lips, pressed lightly, and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Are you crying?"
"Why are you crying?" His tone was extremely gentle, as if he was coaxing a young child.
Jiang Zhaoli shook her head quickly. She and Yin Su only had a contractual relationship now, and she would not tell him until the end.
Yin Su raised his eyebrows and pinched her face: "Can't you tell me?"
Jiang Zhaoli nodded heavily.
Yin Su said calmly: "Only if you tell me can I vent your anger for you."
"No matter who you are, I will solve everything for you and bear all the sins."
Jiang Zhaoli was stunned, tears welling up in his eyes, and he asked blankly, "Are you going to kill someone?"
Yin Su smiled faintly: "Is it not good?"
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