Chapter 37: You're More Cruel Than Me
This was in the capital, the capital of the Northern Kingdom, which was being watched covetously by various forces. It was obvious that Luo Wan had completely overlooked this point just now, and had also overlooked Jiang Cichen, who suspected her identity and was monitoring her.
Jiang Cichen pushed open the creaking wooden door with force.
Inside the gate was a small, deserted courtyard.
Jiang Cichen said nothing, grabbed her hand and threw her into the house without saying a word.
"Jiang Cichen, are you crazy?" Luo Wan's wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt.
Jiang Cichen suddenly laughed and gazed at her deeply: "This is your true self." He paused, each word clear, like a verdict, "Tingyu Tower's death warrior."
Luo Wan raised his eyes, his tone unusually calm: "Do you have any evidence?"
Jiang Cichen took a step closer and lowered his voice: "I saw you chasing that person out of the Shen Mansion with my own eyes."
Luo Wan hadn't seen Jiang Cichen many times, but she remembered his face very clearly. He was so striking and memorable. His usual uninhibited smile or his indiscriminate look of disdain for everyone were also very memorable.
But the expression on his face at this moment was unfamiliar. His brows were slightly furrowed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved downwards, subverting his previous appearance. The aura emanating from his body was pure coldness and cruelty.
Jiang Cichen continued, "I saw his face, and I saw how anxious you were. I thought you were someone who could handle any situation with composure. You really... disappoint me."
Luo Wan met his eyes, staring back without flinching. "I've never given you any hope in me. As for who I pursue, who I worry about, that's all my business and has nothing to do with you. Jiang Cichen, you've been targeting me since the first day I set foot in the capital. It's one person's stereotype of another person's stereotype of her. If you suspect I'm an assassin, then produce the evidence. I'm waiting for you to denounce me..."
Without waiting for Luo Wan to finish speaking, Jiang Ci Chen pushed her roughly against the wall. He seemed to have lost all his patience. Then, he clamped her hand firmly against the wall with one hand.
Luo Wan suddenly felt uneasy. An extremely dangerous beast was awakening and struggling deep in his eyes, and at several moments it almost broke through the ice.
They were too close, so close that Luo Wan could clearly feel his hot breath on her face, so close that she couldn't help but quicken her breathing.
So she turned away, but Jiang Cichen straightened her chin and mentioned Pei Shaochuan: "Pei Shaochuan naively thought you were his fiancée. From what I know, he has helped you a lot and has repeatedly clashed with others for you. Did he know that the woman he was about to marry with such joy was a Tingyu Tower assassin who was only interested in exploiting her and whose hands were stained with blood?"
Luo Wan said: "As far as you know? I am really flattered by Mr. Jiang's special attention. But you know that I took advantage of you, and you should also know that I will not marry Pei Shaochuan."
Jiang Cichen said, "Really? You made a choice between Gu Sihan and Pei Shaochuan, and you kept saying you chose Pei Shaochuan. Your choice was also about exploitation. You think you're so smart, so you should choose someone who can help you better."
Luo Wan said, "Instead of wasting time talking to me, why don't you just throw me in jail and tell him what a wicked person I am, now, immediately, right now!"
Jiang Cichen said coldly, "Do you think I don't dare? Do you think that after I put you in jail, your shadow will appear, and your identity will be exposed. Will he risk his life to save you like last time?"
"Then why don't you do it!"
She practically yelled at him.
However, at this moment, Jiang Cichen fell silent, with dark emotions surging in his eyes, and he examined every inch of her skin unscrupulously and almost greedily.
He loosened his grip on her wrist for a moment.
The hand that had been pinching her chin forcefully slowly loosened and lingered on her cheek.
Their breaths intertwined and their eyes intertwined.
At this moment, the expression that Luo Wan couldn't understand and couldn't explain finally appeared clearly before her.
She felt uncomfortable and immediately began to struggle.
Jiang Cichen moved an inch away from her as if waking from a dream.
"call out!"
At this moment, several sharp and piercing sounds of breaking through the air came through the opposite window without warning and came straight towards us!
Jiang Cichen reacted extremely quickly, pulling Luo Wan sideways to avoid the crossbow arrow that was flying through the air. He then picked up a heavy stool beside him and smashed it hard against the wooden window opposite, blocking the incoming crossbow arrow.
The two tightly closed carved wooden doors in the room seemed to explode from the outside with great force, wood chips flying everywhere, and more than a dozen black figures broke into the room with incredible speed.
After seeing that Jiang Cichen was not the only one in the room, they exchanged glances.
Who is this woman?
It seemed like Chi Wanwan, who repeatedly went against her master.
The master was right, they were indeed having an affair!
So do you want to kill him?
Kill him.
The black shadow held a long sword and pointed it at the two men. They cooperated with each other tacitly. It was obvious that they were well-trained and were definitely not ordinary assassins.
Jiang Cichen dodged the sword that was stabbing at his chest by leaning sideways, grabbed the opponent's sword wrist with incredible precision, and twisted it suddenly. The assassin screamed in pain and the sword flew out of his hand.
He reached out his right hand in mid-air, caught the falling sword steadily, and grasped the cold hilt.
A terrible arc was drawn in the dim room, and blood splattered instantly. The nearby black shadow fell to the ground with hot blood gushing from his neck.
Luo Wan said: "They are coming for you."
Jiang Cichen pulled Luo Wan behind him, and the two of them narrowly avoided the attack by dodging to the side. He said, "If you don't want to fight, hide in the corner."
As more and more black shadows fell, they stopped fighting head-on and changed their strategy, taking advantage of their numbers to continuously harass and consume Jiang Cichen, focusing on his lower body and defensive blind spots.
During the fight, footsteps were heard outside the house, accompanied by the voices of Chen Nanyuan and Chen Beizhe: "Young Master!"
At this moment, an assassin who had been lurking at the edge of the battle group, waiting for the opportunity, suddenly locked his eyes on Luo Wan in the corner.
Without any warning, the assassin suddenly broke away from the chaotic battle and stabbed Luo Wan's heart with the sword in his hand!
The sound of a sharp weapon piercing the body rang in Luo Wan's ears, but she was unharmed.
Jiang Cichen's tall body shook violently, and the muffled groan was suppressed in his throat.
The long sword pierced deeply below his left shoulder blade.
Luo Wan looked at the back of the man standing in front of her, slightly hunched due to the severe pain, and frowned slightly as she saw the dark color on his clothes quickly spreading.
Chen Nanyuan and the others kicked the door open and entered. Seeing Jiang Cichen blocking the sword for Luo Wan, they immediately slid to their knees and said, "Master! Master!"
Jiang Cichen said hoarsely: "Leave no one behind."
Before long, the few remaining shadows were eliminated.
Sending Luo Wan has always been Chen Nanyuan's job, but this time Chen Nanyuan sent two soldiers because he wanted to stay and take care of the cold-faced young master.
Chen Nanyuan pulled over two young men: "Miss Chi, these are Da Hu and Xiao Niu! They are also my good brothers!"
"Chen Nanyuan." Jiang Cichen was not far away, and Chen Beizhe was treating his wounds.
Except for Luo Wan, the remaining three turned around and waited for Jiang Cichen's instructions.
Jiang Cichen said coldly, "The three of you turn around."
So the three of them turned their backs to him again, not knowing why.
Luo Wan turned around to look at him at that moment and clearly recognized his lip movements.
"You are more cruel than me."
Her identity has become transparent to Jiang Cichen, but due to lack of evidence, she cannot be convicted.
But given Jiang Cichen's status, he could have arrested her first and then interrogated her in detail. However, he chose a harmless way to ridicule her, which was really suspicious.
And the look in his eyes just now, Luo Wan couldn't believe it, sadness, how could she see it in Jiang Cichen's eyes.
How could such a person be sad?
When Luo Wan returned to the Shen Mansion, the lights were still on. No one cared about what happened elsewhere, and no one cared whether the two newlyweds were happy.
Luo Wan silently walked through the crowd and went directly to Shen Mo's yard. She had a good memory, and even if she had only been there once, she could still find the location of the yard while avoiding the guards.
The closed room was different from usual. On this day, candles were lit and a faint light shone through the window.
Soon, the candle went out.
Luo Wan hid in the corner of the eaves and saw the owner of the yard walking out of the house.
Apart from Shen Mo, no one else could enter and exit this room so freely at this time and place, but his presence here at this moment made Luo Wan wonder whether the medical book was hidden here.
She sneaked into the house, blew out the fire stick, and barely illuminated some of the furnishings in the house.
What I saw was that it looked like someone was living there.
The bedding on the couch was new and soft, the celadon vase on the desk was spotless, and even the flowers in the vase were seasonal white camellias.
It can be seen that this house has always been carefully cleaned, but the maid beside Shen Mo said that day that no one lives in this house.
Luo Wan walked around the house for a few steps and found a candle that had just burned, which was even still warm. It could be concluded that it was Shen Mo's doing, but why did he only light the candle in this place?
So Luo Wan reached out and used the tinder to carefully explore along the wall. As the dim dusk swept across, a detailed silk painting gradually became clear. It was a portrait of a woman, about thirty years old, with a gentle smile on her lips.
She immediately confirmed the identity of this person: Shen Zhiyan's deceased mother and Shen Mo's only wife in his life.
When he first tried to seize Shen Zhiyan's blood-stained clothes, he specifically inquired about Shen Mo's relatives. He only had one son, Shen Zhiyan, because his wife died too early.
Luo Wan explored the place but found nothing unusual, so he went to another corner of the room. There was an entire wall of medicine cabinets, and almost every compartment had a yellowed name tag on it.
The medicinal herbs on this wall exactly matched the medical books she was looking for.
The halo of light from the fire stick illuminated the dark brown wood grain and the medicine names written in vigorous handwriting: Angelica sinensis, Saposhnikovia divaricata, Agarwood, Angelica dahurica...all common medicinal herbs.
However, on the far right of this row, there was a compartment without a name tag. She tried to open the drawer, and a strong, almost dull, smell of medicine hit her nose.
In the drawer, there was a package of medicinal herbs wrapped in oil paper. There was a thin layer of dust on it, and it was obvious that it had not been used for a long time.
But it was this package of medicinal herbs that was ignored by everyone and even had a slightly rotten smell that suddenly awakened Luo Wan's dormant memories.
Her brain was almost dead at this moment and she couldn't think of anything. She didn't know how she walked to the portrait. It was as if she had teleported there instantly.
She knelt in front of the portrait and looked up at it for a long time before she suddenly realized that two lines of tears were falling like heavy rain.
It seemed like something from her previous life, but she was actually living in this life. For this life, it was only ten years, but for Luo Wan who was reborn, it was a full eighteen years.
It turned out to be so long that she could no longer remember Mrs. Shen's voice when she knelt in front of her painting.
I only remember that year when it was raining heavily in the summer in Lin'an City, and a woman picked up a six-year-old beggar. It was a scene that Luo Wan had never witnessed before, but it warmed her life.
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