"Give an inch and you'll want a mile."
Si Jin had just come out of the library, and the fierce aura on her body had not yet dissipated.
Now that she could smell blood on Shang Linyuan, she refused to linger with him and grabbed his right wrist, pinning him down with one hand.
Sure enough, a small patch of red stained the area behind Shang Linyuan.
Si Jin was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that it was not his blood.
Under the table lay a man in blue robes, his eyes wide open in death.
It was the man in blue who drugged him at the brothel that day.
Beside it, there was a disguise skin lying around.
Is this another case of someone courting death?
He released Shang Linyuan, stepped into the house, confirmed that it was indeed that person, and asked, "Why is he here?"
"He dressed up as me, carried a love potion, and sneaked into your room." Seeing his seriousness, Shang Linyuan stopped joking and lowered his head to state, "So I... killed him... actually..."
Shang Linyuan's words trailed off several times before he finally stopped talking.
In the end, he felt a little sad, especially after the person impersonating him said to him, "The White Moon Cult Leader doesn't like you at all. You're just my substitute. If you hadn't insisted on getting close to him at the brothel, we would have been a match made in heaven."
My heart felt increasingly uneasy.
He paused, then continued, "I know he was the first person you set your sights on, but I really... um..."
Halfway through my sentence, I suddenly found myself in a cool embrace.
Shang Linyuan immediately fell silent, his hands hovering in mid-air, hesitant to embrace Si Jin: "Jin Jin."
"Yes, I'm sorry." Si Jin took a deep breath, gradually softening her expression.
He said, "I just had a fight with Shang Qinghan in the library. I was still in a bad mood and didn't mean to be mean to you."
"Just now, I treated you that way because I was afraid you would get hurt, and that day at the brothel. Actually, you were the one I had my eye on first, but at the time I felt that you were plotting with someone to harm me, so I wanted to... deliberately make you angry."
A hint of joy gradually appeared in Shang Linyuan's eyes: "Really?"
"Otherwise, do you think I let you do whatever you want because I'm blind and deaf and have no ability to resist?"
Si Jin originally thought that Shang Linyuan no longer cared about these things.
Unexpectedly, this silly boy still remembered his choice at the brothel.
Since you're so bothered by this, let me explain.
After all, Feng Linyuan had told him that some things need to be said to put your lover at ease.
Shang Linyuan's breathing was a little unsteady, but he didn't hesitate for long before hugging the person tightly again.
He always said that a person's gaze can't be faked.
He's stupid to get caught up in all that nonsense.
But he's only nineteen, and he's really immature. He wants Jinjin's personal affirmation!
So she lowered her head, leaned on Si Jin's shoulder, and wiped away her tears in a coquettish manner, "I'll have someone dispose of the body."
"Hmm." Si Jin released the person and let Shang Linyuan have someone clean the ground.
He removed his outer robe, put down the sheet music, sat back down on the couch, and slowly stretched.
Just as I was about to lie down and rest, I noticed a book hidden under my pillow.
At this moment, only a corner of it was visible, which was quite suspicious.
Si Jin took it out and saw that the title was "Illustrated Guide to Romance (Dragon Yang Chapter) (with clear steps)".
So I opened it and flipped through it.
There were only two men among them...
The illustrations are exquisite, and the figures in the book are dressed in elaborate costumes, each piece of clothing adding a unique touch as it falls to the ground.
I just passed by Baiyue Hall and heard the Grand Elder say that Shang Linyuan went to town to buy some things and probably won't be back until later.
She actually went and bought a romantic picture book, and it was even an abridged version.
Si Jin leaned against the headboard, turning a few pages with great interest. A moment later, a sheet of Xuan paper fell out of the book.
The drawing above is not yet finished; there are only two blurry outlines.
But judging from the height difference and physical characteristics, it seems to be...
Is he a monk named Lin Yuan?
Was it drawn by...that kid?
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