Chapter 39: Children's Rhyme (Revised) Instead of interrogating me here, why don't you just...
After parting with Yan Jing at Ciyuxuan, I haven't seen him again for several days.
There is nothing wrong with this.
In the past, Wen Ying always followed Yan Jing around like a little tail and never refuted or questioned his words. But last time, she just gave Yan Jing the cold shoulder, so it was understandable that he was angry.
Wen Ying felt no wavering in her heart.
"Sister Liu, that's the pen holder, and the soup spoon is here." Changsheng saw Wen Ying was about to put the brush into her mouth, so he quickly spoke out to stop her and held the sugar water and soup spoon in his hands higher.
"Oh oh." Wen Ying came back to her senses, put down the brush, raised the soup spoon, scooped a spoonful of air into her mouth, swallowed it, and held her chin with empty eyes.
Changsheng was stunned and didn't say anything for a long time.
"Miss, if you really care, why not go directly to Lord Yan." Chun Tao took the bowl and spoon from Chang Sheng's hand and put them aside. "You didn't go too far that day. Lord Yan shouldn't be angry with you."
"Who said I care about Yan Jing? This is just my strategy."
Wen Ying suddenly sat up straight, stretched out a finger and pointed at Chun Tao, "This is the method of [playing hard to get] mentioned in the romance books. It won't be long before Yan Jing will come to find me on his own. If I go to find him now, won't all my efforts be wasted?"
Chun Tao sighed softly and said helplessly: "Yes, yes, Miss is wise."
She felt that if one of the two men was distracted by playing hard to get, it should not be Lord Yan.
When Wen Ying heard Chuntao believed it, she softened again, supporting her chin and clearing her mind.
She actually knew that Yan Jing was not the kind of person who would get angry because of her words, but she had not yet sorted out her mood and thoughts to face him.
If she saw Yan Jing again, what would she say?
Should I continue to follow Yan Jing and pretend nothing happened, and get along with him as usual?
Can she do it, as she couldn't help but run away after Yan Jing chatted with her for a few words yesterday?
"Sister Liu!"
Wen Ying looked up at the two young faces in front of her, tilted her head slightly, and smiled, "What's wrong?"
"We have learned a new nursery rhyme! Sister, do you want to hear us sing?" the two little girls said in unison, with anticipation in their eyes.
Is it because you noticed that she was in a bad mood and wanted to cheer her up?
Wen Ying lowered her eyes slightly and said in a gentle voice, "I want to listen. Please ask Qingqing and Yaoyao to sing for me."
Hearing this, the two of them became visibly happy, smiled at each other, and said loudly at the same time:
"The moon is bright, but behind the scenes the enemy is helping. Gold and jade are used to deceive everyone, but rotten cotton hides disasters..."
Wen Ying's face changed, and she suddenly grabbed Qing Qing's shoulders: "Where did you learn this nursery rhyme?"
Qingqing was so frightened by Wen Ying's expression that her whole body froze and she couldn't speak for a long time.
Chun Tao quickly grabbed Wen Ying's arm and warned her, "Miss, Miss! You scared Qing Qing!"
Wen Ying finally reacted and softened her tone: "Where did you learn this nursery rhyme? Can you tell Sister Liu?"
Seeing this, Yaoyao couldn't help but help Qingqing answer: "All the kids on the street are spreading it, it's very popular recently!"
As he spoke, he felt more and more that he was not wrong, so he straightened his chest.
Wen Ying's face was extremely ugly, and she immediately jumped up from her chair: "Chun Tao! Prepare the car!"
The Salesian Home is set up in a busy place so that neighbors can help take care of the children. It also increases the home's visibility and makes it easier for the children to find adoptive families.
Now Qingqing and Yaoyao say they heard it on the street, which means that this nursery rhyme has been spreading for some time.
So, does Yan Jing know?
If he knew, how could he allow such rumors to spread?
No matter what, Wen Ying wanted to see Yan Jing's condition in person.
But when she arrived at the gate of Yan's mansion and got off the carriage, she obviously found that there were more people.
Yan Jing likes quietness and lives in a remote place. On normal days, few people pass by his door, but now he can often see people passing by.
And everyone who passed by her would look at her curiously.
It seems that they are not just "passing by", these people are clearly here to see the excitement of Yan Jing.
It's human nature and cannot be condemned.
However, Wen Ying couldn't help but clench her fists.
The emergence of a "peerless gentleman" requires decades of flawless dedication to the country and the people, but a made-up nursery rhyme can destroy this long accumulation in an instant.
"Ms. Liu."
Huang Ben walked out from behind the door and bowed slightly, as if he had known she would come and was not surprised at all. "Lord Yan has important matters to attend to now, so he cannot come to receive Miss in person, so he specially ordered me to come and greet her."
The moment Huang Ben appeared, the eyes focused on Wen Hong suddenly disappeared and merged into the breeze.
Wen Ying nodded and followed Huang Ben into the mansion.
The bamboo forest, which still has some artistic conception in autumn, is now only slightly cold under the coldness of winter. Bamboo leaves float past the girl's eyes in the wind and gently fall on the bluestone road.
"Lord Yan has been very busy with government affairs recently, so he can't spare the time to see the young lady, but he is always thinking about her, so he told us to entertain her well as long as we see her coming." Huang Ben led the way while explaining the situation to Wen Ying.
"Qingzhu Pavilion is still being cleaned regularly as before. Please wait here for a while. Once the affairs here are finished, we will come to see you as soon as possible."
Wen Ying followed Huang Ben and walked slowly to Qingzhu Pavilion. As she listened, she couldn't help but say, "Mr. Huang, I came here this time to..."
"What the young lady said..." Huang Ben interrupted what Wen Ying was about to say, "Please ask Lord Yan to answer it for you personally."
After saying that, he bowed to her and left.
Wen Ying felt relieved when she heard the refusal to answer. Huang Ben must have received Yan Jing's instructions to say this.
In other words, Yan Jing was at least not completely unaware of the situation, which was a blessing in disguise.
Next, it depends on whether he has a way to deal with it.
Wen Ying thought in her heart and walked slowly towards her residence.
When she returned to Qingzhu Pavilion again, all the surveillance was gone, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. Her suspicion magnified her perception several times.
A gust of east wind blew by, shaking off large pieces of the bamboo branches and leaves, which collided with each other and made a rustling sound.
Amidst the green and gray, Wen Ying suddenly caught a glimpse of a flash of red passing through the cold air and moving toward the back of the rockery.
Without any hesitation, she rushed towards it in an instant, and the goose down cloak was thrown into the air by the gust of wind she created.
The young man was humming a tune and strolling in the garden when he suddenly felt the flow of air. He turned his head and saw a snow-white furry creature running towards him. He raised his hands in horror and said hurriedly, "I don't have any..."
Before he could finish his words, his cheek was pinched and he was pushed to the ground.
A dull pain came from the back of his head, and he was sure that a big lump must have appeared there.
Wen Ying narrowed her eyes and asked coldly, "Why are you here?"
After I tied him up and dropped him in Yan Jing's room that day, so many things happened that I really forgot about him.
But he could have only two outcomes.
One is to be discovered by Yan Jing and become a prisoner, or be expelled, or be executed directly.
Otherwise, he would have escaped successfully and stayed away from the capital.
Under no circumstances should you show up in Yan Jing's residence so brazenly.
"Mmmm!" Anle slapped Wen Ying's arm wildly, his fingers trembling, indicating that he was unable to speak in response.
Wen Ying raised one eyebrow and pressed her knee against An Le's chest, causing him to cough. She then loosened her hand to give him space to speak.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Anle felt like she was about to cough out her heart. She looked at Wen Ying with a deathly pale face, "Aunt, why do I always have injuries every time we meet?"
"You didn't the first time, but you asked for it the rest of the time." Wen Ying put more force into her footsteps and sneered, "Don't change the subject, answer my question."
This time he was just walking peacefully and didn't offend anyone, so why did he bring this upon himself?
Anle was confused and angry, but she dared not speak out.
He could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, resigned to his fate and said, "Why else would I be here? The Prime Minister brought me back."
"How can you be so relaxed when Yan Jing finds out about you, a lecher who drugged a girl in the middle of the night?" Wen Ying didn't believe it. "That's not his character."
"Lord Yan enforces the law impartially and is very observant. I just explained my background in a normal way and he allowed me to move freely." Anle tried to open his eyes wide, looking harmless.
He used this expression to deceive many people and almost always succeeded.
However, Wen Ying is not among these people.
After slapping him on the right cheek, Wen Ying said expressionlessly: "Tell the truth."
"Fuck." An Le blurted out a curse word. Seeing that the second palm was about to come, An Le subconsciously closed his eyes, shrank his neck, and spoke quickly, "This is the truth! I can't tell you the details. Instead of interrogating me here, why don't you just ask your lover directly?"
In fact, after he talked with Yan Jing, he found that there was no real conflict of interest, so he made a deal.
But the content of the transaction cannot be revealed, otherwise Lord Yan will hunt you down to the ends of the earth.
He doesn't care what happens to him, but it would be bad if Miao Yan is involved.
When Wen Ying heard the word "lover", she froze instantly, and the palm wind also stopped abruptly.
There was no expected pain. Anle carefully opened one eye and saw that Wen Ying didn't seem to want to continue fighting. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with lingering fear: "Don't worry, I didn't tell you your identity. You can still play house with your lover."
When Wen Ying heard the word for the second time, she recovered and wanted to ask something else, but suddenly she heard the sound of wood falling to the ground.
"What are you doing?"
She turned her head and looked over, and was shocked to see Geng You and Yan Jing with a gloomy face beside him.
The cloak hid Anle's bruised face and nose, and one could only see Wen Ying pressing down on a man, with the two of them very close to each other.
Wen Ying then realized that her posture was a little inappropriate, and she hurriedly stood up to explain, but in her panic her sleeve caught on the gold ornaments on Anle's clothes, and when she turned around, the collar, which was already a little loose due to the large movement, became even more messy.
She looked down at her clothes, then looked up to see Yan Jing's increasingly ugly expression. Wen Ying felt that she was doomed.
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