After a whole morning's efforts, not only did they fail to anger the villain and make him cancel the engagement, but the rumors that they were in love became even more rampant.
Taozhi was pleasantly surprised as she held up a thicker stack of storybooks. "Miss, there is a sequel to your story with the Major General."
Lu Wan: fine:) Chen Yan must have teamed up with this group of fan fiction masters to mess with her mentality.
In order to avoid being angry to death, she decided to do the main task first - assisting the male and female protagonists.
…………Chen Yan played with Lu Wan for the whole morning. Thinking of her disbelief in the end, but having to pretend to be happy, the depression in his heart finally dissipated a little.
He had been deceived by her for so many years, and had cursed her secretly in his heart for so many years. How could he not charge some interest?
The important thing now is business.
After leaving Mingyue Tower, Shen Yan did not go back home directly, but walked around the street for a few times.
There were a few shadows vaguely following him. He sneered and used his body skills to shake them off.
Finally, it stopped in front of a simple courtyard.
Shen Yan raised his hand and made a gesture, and the secret guards hidden in the dark hid their figures one after another.
As soon as I walked to the door, a strong smell of blood instantly penetrated my nose.
Shen Yan lowered his eyes and saw a few drops of dark blood on the door frame.
With his eyebrows raised slightly, he kicked the door open without using his hands.
The room was empty, with only one person in it.
His clothes were soaked with blood, and his messy hair covered his face, making him look extremely miserable.
Suddenly seeing the light, the man raised his head and shouted in panic: "Help... Help..."
But the moment he saw that the person coming was Shen Yan, all the sounds were stuck in his throat and his expression was terrified.
Shen Yan walked up to the man.
He took out a handkerchief from his bosom, lifted the man's face with the handkerchief, and looked at it carefully for a long while.
This face is not familiar, but it is not unfamiliar either.
They watched the moonlight on the Kule River side by side, waded through the endless grasslands of the Northern Desert, and sang military songs together by the campfire in the night.
This man is called Qi Meng, and he is a fellow soldier of Shen Yan.
He was also a traitor in this operation.
Shen Yan did not tell Lu Wan specifically about the prince and his whereabouts.
It is even more impossible to set up an ambush accurately based on a few words said by Lu Wan after he was drunk.
The only reason, of course, is that there is a traitor.
Shen Yan suddenly raised his lips.
"Tell me, why did you betray me?"
He has a good-looking face, with sharp brows and an indifferent expression.
But when he smiled, the small bright red mole under the corner of his eye became particularly conspicuous and vivid.
With red lips and white teeth, she looks very youthful.
But those deep black pupils were still like an abyss, swallowing up all the light.
The contradiction is both fascinating and dangerous.
Shen Yan moved his fingers slightly, and a delicate little dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.
The cold blade pressed against Qi Meng's artery.
"Major General, I was wrong! It's my fault. I was stupid. Please forgive me..."
Qi Meng’s face turned pale. He wanted to move, but didn’t dare to.
Chen Yan just looked at him coldly and laughed mockingly: "Let you go? Then who will let the dozens of brothers who sacrificed this time go?"
Qi Meng's lips trembled and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
He knew that he could not escape death today.
Qi Meng regretted and cried bitterly, "It was the Sixteenth Prince... I, I owed a lot of money in the gambling house, I had no choice, really no choice..."
Shen Yan narrowed his eyes.
"That's it, let's get going."
He exerted force with his hand, and the blade instantly pierced through the man's throat.
Qi Meng struggled and twitched for a moment, then stopped moving.
Only after the man had breathed his last did Shen Yan throw the dagger away.
He wiped the blood splattered on the back of his hand and threw the handkerchief on the ground as well.
Shen Yan walked out the door and ordered the secret guards: "Clean it up and send a return gift to the Sixteenth Prince."
The secret guard clasped his fists and accepted the order.
The sun was still shining outside; it was a warm spring day.
Shen Yan raised his head and squinted.
Such good weather is perfect for killing people.
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