"Hmph!" The young man snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.

Lan Shuiyao calmly closed the box and followed him, "I knew you wouldn't keep your word!"

The young man suddenly stood up, turned around angrily, and glared at her with his beautiful eyes, "I keep my word and I admit defeat, but remember, one day I will win back!"

Lan Shuiyao threw the small box to him with a smug smile on her face, "Then I'll wait for that day!"

The young man was holding the box in a daze, "What do you mean?"

"This is for you. It's your salary for working for me. Go buy a house and some things first so you can have a place to stay. If you don't have enough money, you can come to Yongnan Palace to find me. I'll live there temporarily!"

Leaning against the wall with her legs gently swinging, Shui Yao thought as she spoke.

"Are you from Yongnan Palace?"

Lan Shuiyao did not ignore the gleam in the boy's eyes. She sighed calmly, "A temporary residence. Once you have cleaned up the house, I will go and live with you!"

A blush quietly flew onto the boy's cheeks, and he glared at Lan Shuiyao fiercely, "Humph, who wants to live with you!"

Lan Shuiyao glanced at him sideways, "What are you thinking about at such a young age? Even if I want a man, I want him to be clean and handsome. What about you? The dust on your body can be used as armor to kill the enemy, who cares!"

The young man's eyes suddenly widened, burning with anger, "You... I'm very beautiful, I did it on purpose, afraid that..." He stopped talking, as if he was afraid, and finally stomped his feet and walked away angrily.

Lan Shuiyao's unbridled and charming laughter was heard behind him.

"Hey, you call

What's your name? How can I find you? "The young man stopped in the distance and suddenly turned around to ask.

The woman stopped laughing, her red lips moved slightly, and she uttered three words, "Lan Shuiyao!"

The black-clothed servant entered the study room with his head bowed respectfully, and reported everything he saw in a low voice.

Yue Nanchen frowned coldly, "Leng Yichen? The hostage of the Han Kingdom? Are you sure you are not seeing things?"

The black-clothed servant quickly replied, "Yes, I am sure of it! I know Leng Yichen well, so I will definitely not be wrong, and..." He paused, "The Third Madam and Leng Yichen have a very ambiguous relationship, and they almost kissed..."

He turned his eyes and glared coldly at the servant. The servant dared not say anything and quickly lowered his head, not daring to breathe, for fear that his master would bring his anger upon him.

He waved his hand fiercely, signaling the servant to retreat, and Yue Nanchen's beautiful brows were deeply frowned.

Lan Shuiyao, did she think that the King of Yongnan was dead? But she actually knew Leng Yichen? Could it be that Lan Mu had something to do with Leng Yichen?

The servant came out and walked straight to the back of the rockery. "Madam, I told you everything, and even exaggerated it. How will you reward me, Madam?"

"Swoosh!" A silver ingot was thrown out from the rockery, and the servant quickly caught it, smiling and saying, "Thank you, Madam. I will repay you with all my heart in the future!"

I'm so tired! Lan Shuiyao gently pounded her aching body. This body just couldn't do it. She was so tired after just walking around for half a day. She looked up and saw that it was getting dark, so she took off her coat, bellyband, and underwear, and got into the quilt naked.

She was used to **. Only in this way could she keep herself from falling asleep and stay alert at all times.

Half an hour later, she suddenly opened her eyes.

There was a cold light in his eyes.

It was this aura and this look. Lan Shuiyao knew who was coming without even turning around.

"Have you slept enough?" A cold, questioning voice sounded.

"Hateful!" The voice was sweet and lazy, and it carried with it the anger and laziness of being awakened from a good dream. But the body did not even move, and just turned its back to him.

A flash of anger flashed across his eyes. Yue Nanchen would never allow a woman to ignore him like this. He strode forward and pulled the woman's blanket away...

The white and slender legs were combined together in the most beautiful posture, and the waterfall-like black hair was wrapped around the slender waist. Yue Nanchen only felt a flash before his eyes.

Lan Shuiyao turned her head lazily, and her eyes, which were sparkling and charming at that moment, seemed to be flowing with a charming light that could captivate the soul.

"Master, why are you so rude?" She smiled softly, and her whole body seemed like a demon born to seduce people. Her eyes were full of temptations, and her eyes were slightly raised, which showed her charming appearance that bewitched countless people.

Yue Nanchen suddenly clenched his fists and laughed coldly, "Is this how you seduce Leng Yichen?"

Lan Shuiyao blinked her eyes, and those enchanting eyes instantly became clear and innocent, and her rosy little mouth pouted high, "Master, what did you say? You are the only one in my heart!"

Yue Nanchen stared at her impatiently with his fierce black eyes, and threatened coldly with his sexy thin lips, "Lan Shuiyao, I want to see how long you can keep pretending!"

The chair slid down, and then the black clothes, along with the tall body standing up, drew a sharp arc in the air, and the tall and burly figure had already spun out of the door.

Bang!

The door slammed shut with a bang.

The moment the door closed, a cold light flashed in Lan Shuiyao's eyes. She coldly pulled the quilt to cover her body, then found the most comfortable position on the bed, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep.

Outside the door, Yue Nanchen struck the old poplar tree in front of the door with his palm, and instantly, the branches and leaves flew up.

Damn, that woman... If he stayed any longer, he might have gone up to her and turned her over, enjoying that lusty body! What was wrong with him? He actually fell in love with a woman other than Qing'er?

"Cough cough!" An exaggerated cough sounded, with a hint of watching a good show in it.

Without looking back, Yue Nanchen gathered the poplar bark in his hand, flipped his wrist, and a ray of cold light pierced the person who came.

"Aiya!" The man yelled exaggeratedly, but he stretched out his hand without blinking and took the powerful hidden weapon in his hand. He took a look and threw it away in disgust. "I ran around so hard, and you use poplar bark to greet me? Remember to use silver bills as hidden weapons next time!"

The tall figure moved slightly, and Yue Nanchen raised his eyes to look at the figure not far away.

The man was about twenty years old, wearing a white robe, with unruly long hair tied with a gold ribbon, and a particularly eye-catching golden abacus hanging around his waist.

This seemingly childish boy will be the most capable assistant of King Yongnan. He is a Thousand-Faced Silver Soul, proficient in disguise. He has the most elite information agencies of the Five Kingdoms at his disposal. No matter whether it is a secret of the court or a legend in the streets, there is nothing that Wantongtang cannot dig out if he wants to know it!

"Has King An Ning made any unusual moves?" Yue Nanchen ignored his teasing and asked calmly.

"No, in the past three years, King An Ning

I have been living in a villa in the suburbs and rarely go out. It is very peaceful!"

Qianhun said with a smile, looking back at the tightly closed door behind him, "If I remember correctly, this should be the room of the concubine you just married. The moon is above the treetops, and people are meeting after dusk. This should be a time for you to be affectionate with each other. You are so angry, are you unsatisfied or..."

As Qianhun spoke, his body suddenly rushed backwards and easily avoided Yue Nanchen's cold palm.

"Just do your job well and don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask!" Yue Nanchen withdrew his hand coldly, his eyes darkened, and the domineering aura in his eyes was faintly disappointed.

Qianhun's smiling eyes easily captured the loss in his eyes.

"She's fine, don't worry!" He slowly restrained his playful smile and said in a low voice.

Yue Nanchen curled his lips slightly and let out a bitter smile.

She is fine! Every time I hear her news, it's just these three words. I feel relieved but also a little unwilling. She is fine. Does that prove that her original choice was right?

"Qianhun, I have a new task for you. Check Leng Yichen's recent movements and see if he has any contact with Lan Mu. Also, I want all the information about Lan Mu's daughter, Lan Shuiyao, from childhood to adulthood!"

"Lan Shuiyao? Isn't she your concubine? Great!" Qianhun shook his thigh with excitement, "Don't worry, don't worry, I will give you news as soon as possible!"

In Qianhun's opinion, Yue Nanchen finally showed interest in a woman other than Dong Qing'er, which was definitely great news.

"Leng Yichen is the key!" Yue Nanchen stared at him coldly, ignoring his madness.