There was no one on the road at this time, everyone was going to the market to release river lanterns.
The moon was dark and the wind was strong. Occasionally, a crow would fly overhead, leaving behind a few eerie calls.
She was finding it increasingly difficult to walk, and Song Yan soon noticed her abnormality. He stopped and looked back at her.
The man's eyes were still smiling, but under the moonlight, they suddenly became a little cold and obscure.
Song Yan chuckled and said, "We'll be at the clinic soon. Just hold on a little longer."
Xie Shizhu tilted his head stiffly.
The two of them walked back to the clinic, but when they arrived at the door, it was closed. It seemed that the people in the clinic had also gone to the market to release river lanterns.
At this time, Song Yan let go of Xie Shizhu, lowered his eyes and stared at her quietly.
It seemed as if he was taking a last look at her.
Xie Shizhu swallowed and let Song Yan look at him.
Suddenly, they heard footsteps running towards them. Judging from the footsteps, there seemed to be a lot of people, and they were good at martial arts.
Then, the voices of these people reached their ears: "The assassin who just assassinated the prince escaped from here, let's search!"
As soon as the words fell, Xie Shizhu's face flashed with surprise. He subconsciously looked at Song Yan and quickly gestured with his hands, "The prince is injured?"
Song Yan had no interest in attacking the crown prince. After all, killing the crown prince would not benefit him at all, and it might even give other princes the opportunity to compete for the throne.
However, just because he didn't take action against the crown prince didn't mean the other princes would remain indifferent.
It was normal for the prince to be assassinated when he appeared in the market in such a brazen manner.
Song Yan said softly, "Well, there are so many people at the market, it's easy for something to go wrong."
After saying this, Song Yan turned around and tried to open the door of the clinic.
Who knew that the clinic was not locked at all, and when he pushed the door, it opened automatically.
The two of them went in without hesitation.
They all knew that the prince's assassination had nothing to do with them.
But the two of them appeared here and were caught by the police, and they couldn't explain themselves for a while.
I can only hide first.
Song Yan closed the door, locked it from the inside, and then pulled Xie Shizhu to hide under the table in the clinic.
Xie Shizhu held her breath, not daring to breathe. She clenched Song Yan's hand tightly, and her forehead was covered with sweat.
Song Yan glanced at her sideways, thinking that she was frightened by these officers, so he reached out and patted her back soothingly.
Xie Shizhu was scared by him, especially when the two of them were in the same place and there was no one around.
If she died, no one would find out.
Later, Song Yan could find any excuse to shirk responsibility.
For example, he was accidentally killed by the assassin who was trying to assassinate the prince and died from excessive blood loss.
While Xie Shizhu was thinking in a mess, the footsteps of the police stopped at the door of the clinic.
The two men suddenly heard several officers trying to push open the wooden door of the clinic with brute force.
At this time, Xie Shizhu turned to look at Song Yan, but the man suddenly turned pale, as if his illness had relapsed, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
Even the high bridge of his nose was covered in sweat, and his thin lips were bloodless.
Xie Shizhu was a little confused. For a moment he didn't know whether Song Yan was acting or had really suffered a sudden illness.
She quickly recalled the story about Song Yan in her mind.
Song Yan was not favored since he was born. His mother was just a palace maid, but because she was pregnant with a prince, her status was elevated to that of a noble lady.
But these things destined Song Yan to live under the bullying of others after he was born.
When he was a child, Song Yan learned to read people's expressions in the palace and knew that only by appearing incompetent could he avoid the open and secret struggles.
But once, in order to win over the crown prince, Prince Yi and the crown prince played a trick on Song Yan.
A child who was only five or six years old was locked up in the hall where his mother had died a few days ago, and the door would not be opened even though Song Yan knocked.
She even asked several palace maids to dress up as ghosts to play a trick on Song Yan.
And the date happens to be the Ghost Festival.
The Ghost Festival is also known as the 'Ghost Festival'.
Xie Shizhu: “…”
Xie Shizhu followed Song Yan's gaze and saw him staring at the window without moving.
The shadows of the tree branches were reflected outside the window, like ghosts and monsters. When the wind blew outside, the shadows slowly fluctuated, which was a bit weird.
Xie Shizhu was startled and his breathing almost stopped.
Suddenly, the window moved. Xie Shizhu opened her eyes wide and almost screamed, then subconsciously grabbed Song Yan's hand.
Both of their palms were sweaty, and Xie Shizhu swallowed.
I thought that with Song Yan, who was scarier than a ghost, around, I could at least feel a little safe.
Xie Shizhu leaned close to the boss's shoulder, ignoring Song Yan's reaction, and interlocked his fingers with the man's slender fingers.
Song Yan's gaze finally moved from the window to Xie Shizhu. He looked at her with a strange look, then moved to where she was holding his hand tightly.
When the Ghost Festival arrived, he seemed to be back to the scene more than ten years ago.
He was locked in a dark room, and the floor was covered with his biological mother's blood.
I heard that many people died in this house, and many of my father's concubines ended their lives in this palace.
In the pitch-black surroundings, one could hear a woman's screams and unwilling roars.
When Song Yan was recalling the past, the woman's hand held him tightly, bringing him back to reality in an instant.
He took a deep breath and smelled the familiar scent of jasmine.
This was the smell emanating from Xie Shizhu, and it inexplicably made him feel at ease.
Suddenly, someone kicked the window.
The loud noise frightened Xie Shizhu so much that he dived into Song Yan's arms, pinching the collar of his robe with both hands, his fingertips trembling slightly.
Song Yan was slightly startled, and looked down at the woman's face, his eyes meeting Xie Shizhu's pupils.
The corners of the woman's eyes were red, which made her look very seductive under the moonlight from the window. She bit her cherry lips tightly, as if she was afraid and nervous.
Inexplicably, Song Yan reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. After he finished wiping, he felt a little dazed.
Suddenly a voice came from outside the window: "Sir, this window cannot be opened."
"Look, isn't that the man who assassinated the prince?" the officer pointed to a man on the roof, then jumped onto the roof with several guards and chased after the assassin.
As soon as they left, the outside of the clinic suddenly became quiet.
It turned out to be these guards who scared her to death.
As soon as they left, Xie Shizhu suddenly seemed to come back to life.
But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she tensed up again when she saw Song Yan's face.
Song Yan slowly came out from under the table, and the back of his hand accidentally rubbed against the nail of the table leg, leaving a cut.
Xie Shizhu also came out from under the table. As soon as she stood in front of Song Yan, she saw a new wound on the back of Song Yan's hand.
Suddenly, the malicious value dropped to 80.
For the first time, Xie Shizhu felt that it was not easy. The reduction of her maliciousness value meant that she survived and escaped.
The system breathed a sigh of relief: [Spread flowers! !]
This feeling of surviving a disaster made Xie Shizhu's nose sore and he couldn't help crying.
Song Yan was slightly stunned, and Xie Shizhu burst into tears after seeing the injury on the back of his hand.
Tears wet his wound, which hurt a little, but an inexplicable and unprecedented emotion suddenly surged in his heart, which was very strange.
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