Lu Wan was stunned for a moment.
A scene suddenly appeared in her mind.
The boy, as cold as the moon, lowered his head and brows, spoke in a hoarse voice in her ear, and his breathing became slightly rapid.
Like helpless, but also like coaxing: "Be good."
Lu Wan blushed.
His body also turned red, like a cooked shrimp.
Help, it's too bitter.
How could she have such improper thoughts about Shen Yan!
Lu Wan quickly pulled back the wet handkerchief and covered his face with it.
No, she had to calm down.
"Let's go," Shen Yan looked at her with a faint smile on his face, "You've slept for a whole day, aren't you hungry?"
When it came to food, Lu Wan's stomach reacted first, rumbling.
She covered her face a little embarrassedly.
Shen Yan carried her out of the room and directly to the dining table.
Lu Wan discovered that Shen Yan really had a special talent for playing this kind of romantic young master.
So as usual, I finished my dinner in his arms.
She is like a lazy cat. She only needs to act coquettishly and well to be taken care of by her owner.
After eating and drinking, Shen Yan even took a handkerchief to wipe her mouth.
Lu Wan looked up at the completely unfamiliar face, but there was a pair of extremely familiar eyes.
Peach blossom eyes are naturally gentle and affectionate. He lowered his eyelashes, and seemed to be extremely affectionate.
At that moment, Lu Wan suddenly felt that he was really spoiled by Chen Yan.
Her heart skipped a beat.
And reacted quickly.
It was just show, she told herself.
She should be just an insignificant passerby in Shen Yan's story, a little troublemaker cannon fodder who exists to advance the plot.
She wanted Chen Yan to be fed up with her and wanted him to write a letter of withdrawal from the engagement himself.
Then she could take the opportunity to say the last words in his life: "Want to cancel the engagement? Sure! I heard there is a rare flower in southern Xinjiang called Hui Zhou. If you pick Hui Zhou for me, I will agree."
That’s why Shen Yan went south and was assassinated.
Only then will he meet the female doctor whom he falls in love with at first sight at the bottom of the cliff.
As for her, she should leave early after completing her role.
This is the life trajectory that Lu Wan should have, and she has been working hard for it.
But at this moment, Lu Wan suddenly felt a little sour in his nose.
She felt indescribably sad.
"Lu Wan," Chen Yan frowned, a hint of nervousness flashed across his eyes, and asked, "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Why are you crying?"
Lu Wan looked at him and thought, this is just a show.
It shouldn't have belonged to her.
"I choked." Lu Wan smiled at him.
She leaned against Shen Yan, feeling the completely different temperature from the young man.
Shen Yan weighed the person in his arms and frowned slightly.
Why is he so thin? He looks so light and fluffy, like a cloud.
After she marries him, she must eat more...
Lu Wan asked about what had happened in the past two days.
She had been out for two or three days and was a little worried about Chen Yun.
Although Shen Yan said that he had arranged everything, who knows if Wei Mingtang will go crazy after he can't find her.
Lu Wan wanted to go back as soon as possible.
Shen Yan said soothingly: “Soon.”
"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you or Yunyun."
…
…
The villa of the third young master of the City Lord's Mansion is located in the remote west of the city.
Even the Lord of Lizhou City didn’t know about it.
When Chen Yan and Ye Wu arrived at the other courtyard, a servant immediately came up to greet them: "Master, you haven't been here for a while."
Shen Yan remained calm and responded lazily: “Yeah.”
The servant glanced at Ye Wu, who had an expressionless face, and whispered to Shen Yan, "Master, should we do the same today? Should we send that woman to your room?"
Shen Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled: “You are still sensible and have a reward.”
The servant thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you very much, young master! I will make arrangements right away."
After he left, Shen Yan said to Ye Wu: “It seems that Yan Ling’er is very likely not dead yet, which is a good thing.”
Maybe I can get something from her.
Ye Wudao: "Don't worry, my lord. I have checked ahead of time. There are only some maids and servants in this villa, and none of them have martial arts skills."
Shen Yan nodded.
At this time, the servant just now ran over and smiled flatteringly at Shen Yan: "Master, everything is ready."
He bowed his head and made a gesture of invitation.
Shen Yan followed behind him.
Until it stopped in front of a house.
The servant laughed twice, with a hint of vulgarity in his laughter: "Master, don't worry, I promise to make you happy like a god."
A hint of disgust quickly flashed across Shen Yan’s eyes.
He just made a nonchalant expression on his face, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go down."
Shen Yan opened the door.
The room was dimly lit, and at a glance it seemed to be arranged similarly to the City Lord's Mansion.
He walked in and saw a frail woman kneeling at the head of the bed.
The clothes she wore were so thin that they could almost be considered a layer of translucent gauze, and her hands were tied behind her back.
Hearing the footsteps, the woman raised her head, her eyes full of despair.
When she saw clearly the face that belonged to the Third Young Master, she began to tremble, obviously extremely scared.
Shen Yan looked at her.
The woman was very young, probably in her twenties.
Her facial features were delicate and graceful, a unique quality of a Lunan woman. Her skin was fair, with faint traces of purple bruises visible in places that were not covered by the tulle.
He had seen the portrait that Ye Wu brought. If it weren't for this face, it would be difficult to connect the tortured woman in front of him with the beautiful Pipa girl in the portrait.
Shen Yan called out, “Yan Ling’er?”
Yan Linger let out an "ah" with difficulty.
There were no teeth in her exposed mouth.
Bald, like an old woman.
As Shen Yan walked towards her, Yan Linger looked more horrified.
But she couldn't resist and could only watch the demon approaching little by little.
She couldn't help but close her eyes and waited for a while, but the expected rough push did not occur.
Yan Ling'er trembled and slowly opened her eyes.
The man squatted in front of her, his eyes fixed on her, without any of the lustful intent he had in the past.
He casually placed his knuckles on the headboard, tapping them lightly and unconsciously, as if in deep thought.
Yan Ling'er seemed to realize something. She opened her eyes wide and held her breath to listen to what the man in front of her would say.
After a moment's silence, she heard a strange, clear, frosty and snowy voice.
"I'm not the third young master of the City Lord's Mansion. I'm Chen Yan. Perhaps you have heard of my name."
"I'm here to investigate Fu Zhou's death."
"So Yan Ling'er, please tell me everything you know."
It was clearly getting dark outside the window, but Yan Ling'er seemed to see a dazzling light rising.
Big tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.
That is the light that Fu Zhou pursues.
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