No solution
Xiao Yingzhu's fingers were warm and cool, gently pressing against her neck.
Jiang Nian was held hostage by him and couldn't take a single step back. Her pulse was beating against his slender fingertips.
The plummeting temperature slowly climbed up from the ground, spreading over her ankles, along her nerves, and straight to her heart, freezing her lips pale.
The tear marks on her face gradually dried up, and the person in front of her did not move, still looking at her with a half-smile.
The moonlight reflecting the objects in my sight shifted, and as I looked into Xiao Yingzhu's eyes, looking at his indifferent, dark pupils without a trace of light, time always seemed to speed up in my panic.
“…”
Jiang Nian looked at him quietly.
In the other party's extremely unstable state, even if her emotions had just collapsed, she would now appear rational and calm under his comparison.
Is Xiao Yingzhu pretending?
Such unpredictable behavior has never been seen before.
She slowly stretched out her hand, placed it on the other person's wrist, and gently clasped it.
"Xiao Yingzhu, you've never shown me the truth, so why are you arguing about right and wrong in front of me?"
"--If you really don't want me to be so conceited as to think I understand you, why did you create this false world for me?"
"Are all the emotions you've expended in all these events fake?"
"Now you're telling me, the 'victim', that I don't understand you... You've never given me a chance to understand you."
When he returned to the State Guest House in the afternoon, the envelope in his bag came to Jiang Nian's mind.
Thinking of the clues pointed directly to by the events recorded in it, Jiang Nian slightly raised his lips in front of Xiao Yingzhu.
"Xiao Yingzhu, you should know that from the moment I invited you, the plan you set up here was completely prepared, right?"
"Pingzhou is peaceful and tranquil, with abundant wealth. Even the severity of famine is less than in other areas."
"—Isn't this all an illusion?"
"You planned to create a false illusion for me from the beginning."
Jiang Nian thought about all the events that happened between them in the past, and suddenly she was no longer afraid that Xiao Yingzhu would do anything she could not predict in the future.
She put down her hand somewhat dejectedly, took a step forward expressionlessly, and placed her fragile white neck further into Xiao Yingzhu's palm.
The crow-feather-black pendant on the left ear fell down, and the tassel brushed across the neck as Jiang Nian moved forward, and landed directly in Xiao Yingzhu's hand.
Both parties clearly felt the pendant shaking.
Jiang Nian tilted her head with a smile, the tenderness between her eyebrows disappeared, and the provocation and calmness that had never appeared before appeared in her expression in an extremely integrated way.
This doesn't seem like an expression a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl would make at all.
Without any constraints, just like a butterfly flying freely.
It is the most common species to be seen in the jungle, but it is very different from other species and can easily catch the attention of intruders.
It is free, unrestrained, but fragile.
Just hold it gently in your hand, apply a little force and bend it, and all that will be left is a broken body.
The beauty and brightness that were once left behind can only be seen on the pair of butterfly feathers that have not yet withered.
Xiao Yingzhu stared at Jiang Nian for a while, then suddenly let go of her hand nonchalantly and laughed sarcastically.
I don't know who he is mocking.
"Killing you is definitely not worth it."
"It's just that Xiao is very curious about what it is about Xiao that Miss Jiang desires, that would be like this..."
He turned his head and glanced meaningfully at Jiang Nian's neck, describing it in these words:
"Like a moth to a flame."
While Jiang Nian was stunned for a moment, Xiao Yingzhu added something in a somewhat bored and casual tone.
“But it’s really beautiful.”
“…”
Was he referring to her appearance, or the conclusion he had just reached?
It was still the same suicidal action she had just taken.
Jiang Nian knew very well that Xiao Yingzhu had the intention to kill him at that time.
The more you understand him, the more dangerous it becomes.
Therefore, we must always keep our minds on the same thing and never show our true feelings. It is safest to get along with others in a superficial way.
And her concern just now, to a certain extent, was already a provocation to him.
But it's not too late, she knows now.
Xiao Yingzhu gave her privileges while weaving a relatively beautiful illusion in this era for her to fall asleep in.
Just to prevent her from getting to the deeper core of his relationship.
If only he knew he had made it all up.
You don't have to do anything else.
Just as I thought at the beginning - to make a useful puppet that can be moved by pulling the strings when needed.
If you want to go further.
Jiang Nian stood there, her porcelain-white face glowing lightly under the moonlight, like the finest jade.
She raised her hand and touched her neck, where there was still some feeling and warmth from Xiao Yingzhu's touch.
Even in my nose, I could still smell the sudden strong fragrance.
His warning was clear.
If you want to go further, the result will be "the wings are broken and only beautiful fragments are left."
Xiao Yingzhu took a few steps to the side, and the suppressed cruelty around him dissipated, and he became as relaxed and carefree as usual.
He sat back in his previous seat and raised his hand to signal Jiang Nian.
"Didn't you say you wanted to see this page? Then come and see it."
Jiang Nian responded and turned around. Xiao Yingzhu was sitting leisurely in his original seat, looking up at her with a casual smile.
That smile was as unpredictable as ever, yet she could reveal a hint of familiarity between her eyebrows.
Just like the poisonous poppy flowers in the teahouse that night.
There was no trace of what had just happened on his face.
Xiao Yingzhu invited her again with repetitive actions, just like she had done countless times before.
It's late at night again.
His snow-green sleeves, as elegant as bamboo, and the blood-red pendant hidden by his black hair made him look like an immortal from this world.
Approach her with the deceptive appearance of a gentle and radiant gentleman.
Such enviable facial features.
If there is a hint of viciousness, then that beautiful and charming face is a deadly ghost.
If the anger is hidden, then it will be a clear and elegant face, that of a prince, a gentleman who is willing to have a heart-to-heart conversation about poetry with you, and who will pour you a cup of tea to drink in his spare time.
He is a fantasy lover who wins the hearts of girls.
How many people has Xiao Yingzhu deceived and intimidated with his facial features?
How many people are frightened by his appearance, and how many people are obsessed with and dream about his appearance?
Jiang Nian looked at Xiao Yingzhu's smiling eyes and suddenly felt a chill.
She had completely entered a bottomless black hole from which she could never escape.
What awaits her is an endless cycle of struggle.
—
Ai led the people in one hand and held the gift Qin Lan gave her in the other, and turned back the way she came.
The night dew is getting deeper and there are few people on the road.
The occasional drunkard or two passing by were also skillfully avoided by Ai.
Qin Lan does not stay at the State Guesthouse.
Except for the first time when he sent Jiang Nian back to his room, he never went into that place that 'devoured living beings'.
It has become Meng Yao's nest.
It is a place that nourishes plague.
After some time, it will be the Flower Festival.
And that place might be the first outbreak point arranged by Meng Yao.
Although it is unknown how Meng Jian brainwashed Meng Yao, Meng Yao has indeed become an extremely useful puppet at this time with extremely thick blood and can be used as a shield.
As Ai was dodging pedestrians, the strong man in his hand showed signs of waking up.
Fortunately, she happened to stop at an abandoned place where miscellaneous items were spread out, and she raised her hand and gave him a slashing blow.
The wind around her became increasingly biting, and she frowned.
With such low temperatures, if we go later, Miss Jiang might be so afraid of the cold that she would go back to bed to rest.
I don’t know if this delay will disturb the lady if I knock on her door again.
Ai didn't stay at this parking spot for long, and then he started to rush towards where Qin Lan lived.
Living in the same place with Qin Lan were those followers and Xiao Yingzhu's secret guard Xuan Gui.
If she handed the man over to them for interrogation, it would be convenient for her - she could save some time to continue giving gifts.
Thinking of their relaxed smiles after they handed over the intelligence in the afternoon, Ai Wu Bolan's eyes suddenly showed a hint of smile.
They are currently resting at Qin Lan's residence.
If they could get this man in their free time, they would probably be even happier.
Would be happy to put this man on trial.
Even the interrogation might be shorter.
Who asked her to be the only one sent by Qin Lan to deliver the gift on this cold night?
Ai Feiyue flew into the dark moonlight obscured by dark clouds. Not long after, he turned in another direction and hid in the alleys of the nobles' mansions.
—
Xizhen sat in front of Yu He.
There were not many chairs in the room, and subordinates usually reported to Yu He while standing, so Xi Zhen was the first person who could sit down and talk with him here.
Soldiers have been stationed outside the house to prevent people with bad intentions from approaching.
The candlestick on the table was lit with a flickering flame.
On a cold night, this is the only place that can provide a little warmth that is better than nothing.
Xizhen smiled and crossed his hands on the table, then smiled at Yu He and said:
"Commander Yu, have you considered this?"
Yu He's eyebrows were indifferent, and he nodded slightly after a while.
"you say."
Xizhen lowered her eyes, stretched out her fingers slightly, looked at the black nails, and said slowly with a smile.
"Has Commander Yu heard that Xiao Yingzhu and Qin Lan are good friends?"
"Qin Lan has some singing and dancing houses that collect intelligence."
“…”
Yu He seemed to have thought of something. He raised his eyelids, and the thoughts in his eyes were difficult to discern.
"so--"
Seeing his reaction, Xizhen raised her lips in understanding and said slowly:
"He's there, maybe he's heard about your 'old love'."
The scent of pine trees gradually became stronger in the air. He bent his fingers and admired his nails for a moment. They were still intact after all these days of running around. Then he spread his hands towards Yu He with satisfaction.
"How about it?"
"Although the conclusion is not guaranteed to be true, considering Xiao's personality, perhaps he really does have the mind to gossip."
"A long time ago, when the late Duke was still alive, he lived in hiding and became a playboy for a while, didn't he?"
Xizhen narrowed his eyes and sighed softly.
"Now that I have made my statement, Commander Yu should also answer my questions, right?"
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