After no more men in black visited the Yan Mansion at night, Yan Cheng took tentative steps and began to go out for a walk, specifically going to places with few people.
He encountered several assassination attempts, but each time he was protected by another group of people without losing a single hair.
When he saw the second group killing the first group for the first time, Yan Cheng pretended to be calm and asked who they belonged to, but got no answer.
Yan Cheng asked this question several times later, but those people never answered, as if they were doing good deeds without leaving a name.
But, how is it possible? How could someone do such a generous good deed without leaving a name?
Yan Cheng didn't believe it at all.
Unless that person is the real Holy Father or the Holy Mother, who simply cannot bear to see him suffer, otherwise he must have some ulterior motive for sacrificing so many of his men to protect him.
Since they have plans for him, they will definitely let him know who his "benefactor" is, so he is not in a hurry.
Sure enough, after being rescued again, a masked man in black "accidentally" dropped a token with Arabic numerals written on the corner.
Arabic numerals.
128.
Yan Cheng looked at the token again and again. The most special thing on it to him was the Arabic numerals, followed by the simple unicorn pattern on it.
The more I look at it, the more I feel that this thing was made by an unknown time traveler.
"This pattern... you've drawn it before. I think it's called a unicorn?"
Leng Yan was standing nearby. When he lowered his head, he saw Yan Cheng staring at the token intently. He looked at him as well, then frowned and said uncertainly.
"Well, I did four years ago. I drew a lot of patterns at that time, but then Luo'er accidentally dropped the papers into the lake. I didn't expect you to remember it."
At that time, Yan Luo was young and at the age of recognizing objects, so Yan Cheng drew a lot of simple drawings for him to recognize, mixed with many personal ideas drawn out of interest.
He not only drew mythical creatures such as unicorns, phoenixes, and mermaids, but also cartoon characters such as Peppa Pig, Pleasant Goat, and Big Big Wolf.
Leng Yan: "I thought you were the only one in the world who could draw such a unique creature."
Leng Yan has always known that Yan Cheng has secrets. He knows many things that ordinary people don’t know, and that small and delicate mouth can say many unheard-of things.
The more they got along, the more he felt that Yan Cheng was a miracle that could never be fully explored.
However, he never intended to delve into it further. To him, as long as Yan Cheng was the Yan Cheng he knew, that was enough.
Yan Cheng put away the token, turned his head and patted his shoulder unhappily. Doesn’t this guy think he is too powerful?
If there is one time traveler, there can be two time travelers. He is not unique.
Today, Yan Cheng was accompanied by Leng Yan and a few guards with strong martial arts skills, but those guards were all members of the Yan Mansion.
Yan Cheng didn't want people to know that there were many people with great martial arts skills around him, as that would naturally make people wary of him.
Several guards walked behind, while Yan Cheng walked in front and whispered to Leng Yan, "Let our people quietly investigate who this thing belongs to."
Although the possibility of finding it out is small, you should still try.
After getting the key item, Yan Cheng did not leave the house for several days, and no one came to assassinate him for several days. He was happy and relaxed, and cooked several new dishes at home.
Yan Cheng guessed that the person who wanted to kill him might not have enough manpower, or realized that he couldn't kill him, so he just gave up.
After staying at home for two days, the mansion received a visiting card from the Xie family, saying that the young master of his family wanted to meet Yan Cheng.
"Cheng'er, do you know the young master of the Xie Mansion? The Xie Mansion of Prime Minister Xie."
When Chu Yuan received the visiting card, she didn't remember that Yan Cheng said he knew the young master of the Xie family. She wondered if she had forgotten, so she turned around and called Yan Cheng to ask.
Yan Cheng was also puzzled. He took the visiting card and looked at it. The handwriting was very unfamiliar and he could not tell anything from the visiting card. But since the other party sent the visiting card politely, it was difficult for him to refuse.
Prime Minister Xie’s newly found grandson?
The real and fake young master is quite interesting. It would be nice to meet him, but I don’t know what the other party wants him to do.
Was he trying to build a good relationship with this prince who had been living away from home for many years? Or was he trying to provoke him?
As soon as he finished thinking this, Yan Cheng laughed at himself. Things hadn't been finalized yet, but he had a lot to think about.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the name mentioned on the visiting card again, his eyes flashing slightly.
Xie Guangling.
What kind of person would he be?
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When they met the next day, Xie Guangling was far beyond Yan Cheng's expectations.
The moment Yan Cheng saw the thin but regal young man appear, he was stunned. He gradually came to his senses when he saw the young man walking towards him from afar and giving him a familiar smile.
Then he was hugged tightly by the young man: "Brother Cheng, I missed you so much."
The boy's voice was choked and his tone was aggrieved, like a cat that had walked alone for a long time and finally found a home, pinching its throat and acting coquettishly.
Yan Cheng stood on tiptoe slightly, raised his hands to hug the boy's thin waist, then patted the waist gently a few times and whispered, "Don't cry, I'm here."
Then he felt a chill on the back of his neck, and his hands tightened involuntarily, hurting the boy. A low groan suddenly sounded in his ears.
Yan Cheng immediately let go, pushed the boy away, pulled his arm, and looked at his waist nervously: "Are you okay?"
He has been practicing martial arts since he was young, and his hands are quite powerful, so be careful not to break the person's waist.
In fact, Yan Cheng was simply overly nervous.
It was just an accidental pinch, no big deal.
"I'm fine...ah, it hurts, brother Cheng, you're too hard, aren't you?"
The boy wanted to say that he was fine, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed that the man in black next to him was staring at him coldly, like a poisonous snake alert to the enemy coming to snatch its prey.
Her heart tensed for a moment, then her eyes rolled around quickly, her waist softened and she leaned against Yan Cheng, crying out in pain.
Yan Cheng hadn't seen him for a long time, so he was naturally extremely concerned and worried about him. Seeing him like this, he wanted to support him and ask someone to call Nanny Liu, but as soon as he raised his hand, the person flew out of his hand.
Yan Cheng: “???”
Where are the people?
"Carry him inside and find a doctor for him."
Leng Yan, who was standing next to him, stuffed the boy into the arms of a very discerning guard. Looking at the boy's confused expression, he raised his eyebrows and spoke coldly.
This guard was originally a secret guard, but later moved to the open. Naturally, he listened to Leng Yan's words. He immediately hugged the young man and answered loudly, "Yes, I guarantee to complete the mission!"
After saying that, he turned around and was about to carry the person away.
juvenile:"……!"
The young man quickly grabbed the guard's collar and kicked his legs hard: "Wait, I'm fine, I don't feel any pain anymore, put me down!"
Hearing the young man's voice, the two servants who came with him finally came back to their senses from the shock that their aloof young master actually knew the young man from the Yan family, and stepped forward to pull the guard's arm.
"Hey, do you hear me? Put my young master down!"
Seeing the young man jump down and stagger to his feet, looking at him aggrievedly, Yan Cheng's mouth twitched, and he poked Leng Yan's waist with his fingertips: "You must have done it on purpose."
Leng Yan didn't dodge, letting the finger play tricks on his waist, he crossed his arms and said nothing.
Men should not touch each other, so what's the point of pulling and tugging?
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