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Jiang Nian stood still, thinking back to the past few days of getting along with him, and suddenly felt that it was a little too awkward.
She shook her head slightly.
"Although we are of the same mind, there is still a difference of opinion among us."
"You should know that this is why we frequently test each other."
It’s simply that Xiao Yingzhu doesn’t want to lose control of everything.
And she was unwilling to succumb to a world woven by him.
But no matter what, in this cooperation, Xiao Yingzhu will definitely not take the initiative to make concessions.
There is no evidence that can strongly support her escape from his control.
They are going in opposite directions in this concept and are drifting further and further apart.
Jiang Nian closed his eyes, and seeing that Xiao Yingzhu still had her eyes down, a trace of pity still flashed through his heart.
"When you have made up your mind, give this bag to Qin Lan."
"The instructions are written on the packaging. He will know how to use it."
She turned around and walked back a few steps, then tilted her head to look at Xiao Yingzhu.
Sometimes, Jiang Nian could really feel that everything he was showing at the moment was a conscious pretense.
He was not truly uneasy, nor was he truly in a state of disposition.
He just felt that in this situation, when facing her, the most convenient and least labor-intensive way was to change his appearance and talk to her.
In this way, both parties can continue to communicate smoothly.
If Xiao Yingzhu continued to adopt her previous careless and unfocused attitude, it would only make their precarious relationship even more fragile.
......
The door was opened from the inside. The boy leaned lazily against the wall and tilted his head when he heard the noise.
Seeing Jiang Nian coming out with no expression on his face, he immediately understood and said with a smile:
"Miss, please don't mind. The master is sometimes a bit childish..."
“——”
Hearing the slight sound in the room, the young man paused for a moment, then closed his mouth at the right time and smiled at Jiang Nian.
"Is the young lady's room far from here? If you need directions, I would be happy to help you get there."
Jiang Nian glanced at the young man. He was dressed the same as the Yunxiu people he had seen in Pingzhou before, with a black hilt on his waist.
As he stood up, the pendant on his waist swayed, and his high-tied black hair came into view.
Touching the cold temperature of the wooden door, Jiang Nian withdrew his hand, gathered his thoughts, and smiled at the young man.
"Don't bother you, my room is not far away."
After she finished speaking, she pointed to the room with the closed door not far away.
The boy stopped talking, just smiled and nodded at her, then reached out and touched the handle of the door that was not closed.
"In that case, I will say no more, Miss. Goodbye."
Jiang Nian curled his eyes slightly, then turned around and went back to the room.
—
Xiao Yingzhu still sat there.
However, the slight uneasiness he had felt when facing Jiang Nian just now had been completely put away, and he was lazily reviewing the report with his head tilted and his eyes lowered.
The boy closed the door and walked back to him.
The number of petitions on the desk was the same as before Jiang Nian left, as if nothing had changed.
Seeing Xiao Yingzhu's nonchalant look, the young man laughed softly.
"Master, why don't you explain it to her?"
"How can you get along well with others like this?"
The ink-soaked pen tip rested on the report, and the fingers holding the pen seemed to have applied too much force, leaving their fingertips white.
Sensing the bad mood of the people at the table, the young man stopped talking, but not long after, he chuckled again and murmured softly:
"Master is so awkward..."
The person he was talking about cast a cold look at him. The boy stiffened and immediately straightened his attitude.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. My master asked me to come here from the capital this time. Is there any mission he wants to assign to me?"
Xiao Yingzhu gently picked up the petition, and the black ink shone brightly under the candlelight.
Those few lines briefly described the current situation and conditions.
The young man was about to reach out to take it, but Xiao Yingzhu suddenly stopped.
He tilted his head and glanced at the boy.
"How are things going in the capital?"
Thinking of the spies who had previously tried to enter the vicinity of the capital, the young man nodded slightly.
"I've dealt with everything that needed my attention, and the rest will be handed over to the rest of my subordinates."
Xiao Yingzhu placed the light piece of paper in the boy's hand.
Under the young man's clear gaze, Xiao Yingzhu said, "You will be responsible for the surveillance at Zuihualou."
"when?"
"The Flower Festival will end."
The young man paused holding the paper, then smiled and said, "Master really doesn't want the young lady to get hurt."
Sensing that Xiao Yingzhu's patience was almost exhausted, he waved his hand and said, "I won't say any more. I will obey your orders."
Thinking of Xiao Yingzhu's instructions before coming to Cang County, he avoided countless spies from other parties along the way. After the joke, there was silence for a while. The young man paused for a few seconds and asked softly:
"Master, will we still be on guard against the others in our next move?"
Xiao Yingzhu's eyes were cold and there was no clarity in his obscure thoughts.
He casually turned his gaze away from the boy and slowly tapped the table with his fingertips.
"No, Meng Zheng doesn't need it."
“…”
The boy's surprise was fleeting, and then he nodded.
"I understand."
The evening wind was howling coldly. The young man opened the window and prepared to go downstairs from this side.
The view outside the room is wide and there is almost nothing to block the view.
Just as he was about to go back to where he was originally, he saw Xiao Yingzhu said calmly, "Mo Qing, go check on Qin Lan."
The neatly packaged bag of powder on the table made a rustling sound.
Seeing Mo Qing's gaze glancing at the packet of powder on the table, Xiao Yingzhu paused, and finally reached out and handed the packet of powder to him.
"If Qin Lan is there, give him this package."
His voice was filled with fatigue, as if he was a little fed up with this tug-of-war.
Mo Qing shook the small package in his hand and said with a smile, "As you wish."
The moonlight was cool, and the boy's figure disappeared in the air on this floor.
—
Xizhen came out of the pharmacy which was about to close at night. The child in front of him was being led by Qin Lan by the collar.
The owner of the drugstore behind him wiped the sweat off his face and closed the door. He stood there and watched them go away before quietly stretching his arms and legs and temporarily choosing another route.
The child's hands hung down, his toes off the ground, suspended in mid-air, and he could only look down at the land passing by.
"So? She's really your grandma?"
At night in the civilian areas, the streets were extremely deserted, as everyone was forced to stay home by the plague.
Apart from the occasional light on the houses we passed by, there was hardly any sign of human habitation anywhere else.
If I hadn't seen the spacious and bright aristocratic area, this place would look as desolate as a dead city at first glance.
The two adults on the left and right are both very strong and are truly your opponents...
The child's eyes moved around, observing the surrounding situation.
A few incense sticks ago, he was still trying to struggle and escape, but now that he realized how powerful they were, he completely lost the desire to escape.
There were no parents nearby.
It is even more impossible to see the shadow of that adult.
His strength at night was far inferior to that of the two people beside him.
If there were other people around, perhaps they would have discovered it even faster than he did.
"Little boy, I'm asking you a question."
The man who was bringing him up spoke again and brought him to his front with a smile.
Seeing the fake smile, the child shuddered and glanced timidly at the person behind him.
Xizhen didn't look at them, but when the child looked at him, he tilted his head slowly and smiled at him.
“……!!!”
This smile was completely different from the one I saw in the afternoon. It was full of undisguised malice.
Like an evil flower blooming quietly in the silent night.
Xizhen's beautiful face and smile added a bit of eerie feeling to this lifeless alley.
Both the people in front and behind him smiled at him. Being in an alley where shouting to the sky or the earth was of no avail, the child suddenly felt that his life was meaningful.
Sure enough, the malicious smile he saw in front of the yard in the afternoon was not his illusion, but the adult in front of him was really good at disguising himself.
In order to delay the time for his parents to come and pick him up, the child secretly calculated the time in his heart and pretended to have a complaining expression on his face.
"If you don't want to help, then forget it, but why are you asking so many questions?"
"And this brother..."
The child clenched his fingertips tightly, and the pain and numbness instantly spread throughout his body.
He used this pain to suppress the fear rising in his heart and continued:
“It’s really dishonest.”
Suddenly being criticized by the child, Xizhen raised an eyebrow and smiled softly, "Is that so."
The gentle voice and the smile on his face at this moment were two completely different extremes, as if they could be completely separated.
The child shuddered uncontrollably, then lowered his head and stopped talking.
“Tsk.”
Qin Lan waved his hand, but the child in his arms still lowered his head and said nothing.
He then glanced at Xizhen helplessly: "Why did you give him the chance to pretend to be dead?"
Xizhen didn't care at all. He spread his arms loosely, pretending to be innocent and calm.
"Isn't our young master still here?"
“…”
He had been tricked by Xizhen before, causing him to worry for a long time on the "ferry".
Now this difficult interrogation task is thrown to him.
Qin Lan doesn't like questioning such a young child, as it would make him feel guilty.
He gave Xizhen a quick look and strode forward.
"It's up to you. If you don't complete his task by then, it will be your bad luck."
The person referred to in this sentence was very subtle. Xizhen curled her lips slightly, her face still looking indifferent.
"I don't understand you."
Expecting him to respond like this, Qin Lan was too lazy to say another word to him and just continued walking forward in silence.
But halfway through, I couldn't help laughing.
"I see you're living quite well here. Are you not planning to go back to your original place?"
Not returning to the capital?
How could Xizhen not understand the implication of his words? Everything in her vision was dark, and the dark furnishings could be seen through the stone brick windows on both sides.
When I met Xiao Yingzhu that year, I also walked out of this dilapidated place.
He retracted his gaze and answered casually, "How could that be? I still know about the Wuwang family incident."
"......Yeah?"
Qin Lan's hands felt a little sore from holding the child, so he threw the child to the ground.
The ground was covered with mud and was still damp even though it hadn't rained today.
Seeing that he couldn't pretend to be dead, the child could only crawl up from the ground silently.
Qin Lan turned his wrist, glanced at the child, stood at the gate of the yard, nodded slightly at Xizhen, as if he understood Xiao Yingzhu's doubts and made up his mind with him.
"I'm glad you said that."
The smile in his words was not very obvious. Xizhen glanced at the smile in Qin Lan's eyes, and then answered tacitly:
"No problem, you can tell him later after this matter is settled."
The progress of Yu He and Xiao Yingzhu's investigations were different, so it was time to balance them.
"Um."
Qin Lan didn't answer and patted the child's head.
"Awake? Then open this door."
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