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In the study, Yuan Xuanlang was sitting on a wide chair flipping through an ancient book. Lin Yuan was sitting at the desk next to him, holding a novel, but he didn't turn a page for a long time, looking absent-minded.
"Found it!" He shouted in surprise, attracting Lin Yuan's attention.
"The surname Pei was originally the Ying surname, and is a descendant of Boyi. The grandson of Fei Zi in the Qin Dynasty was granted the title of Pei Xianghou, so his descendants took Pei as their surname, namely the Pei family in Wenxi, Shanxi." He read out.
"So what?" Lin Yuan didn't understand why he was so excited.
"So, that Mr. Pei is most likely the son of the Ying family! He is also the one who is most likely the one who interfered with the escort mission."
Pei Sizhou's name flashed through Lin Yuan's mind. "Ah Xuan, I visited Master Luo Luo, also known as Elder Pei. He knows my identity as a member of the Demon Sect, but has been hiding it. Do you think... is he suspicious?"
At this time, the wind was light and the clouds were clear. A withered yellow leaf swirled in through the window and landed on the desk.
"If you really believe what you said, Uncle Pei is indeed suspicious, but he joined the sect when he was less than 10 years old, so he shouldn't be a spy, even though he has a strange personality."
"Hmm?" Lin Yuan obviously disagreed. Since thoughts would be influenced by emotions, she should make them concrete. So she picked up the ink pen and wrote down the names one by one on the white paper, connecting them with circles.
Yuan Xuanlang looked at Lin Yuan, who was serious about "doing big things", then glanced at the white paper and couldn't help laughing.
"Don't laugh! I'm serious!" Lin Yuan knew what he was laughing at. She bit her lower lip and glanced at the words she had written. If the words could turn into people, they would definitely be crooked, missing noses and eyes.
However, it doesn’t matter if there is one more horizontal line or one less stroke, and it doesn’t matter if you can’t hold the pen steadily, as long as you can understand it, it’s fine.
Unexpectedly, her trembling hand was held by another big hand, which guided her to write in a serpentine and dragon-like manner.
Her heart was pounding, and she could only hear herself saying, "Actually, there's no need to write something so beautiful..."
But I heard a low, smiling voice in my ear: "Little fool, I did it on purpose, I just like doing things with Yuanyuan."
I felt the heat on my ears getting closer and closer, almost touching them, and the atmosphere was extremely charming and ambiguous.
She gritted her teeth and said, "No! Let's talk business! Hurry up and go away." She pushed Yuan Xuanlang to the chair opposite.
She pointed at the name on the paper and fanned herself with her hands to calm down quickly. She came to the realization that love can make people hot-headed, but it can also confuse their rationality.
"The word Pei must have a mysterious meaning. Pei Sizhou, Pei Jiu, Mr. Pei..."
He knew what she was going to say, and stared at her flushed cheeks and earlobes with amusement.
"Is it possible that Pei Sizhou visited other interesting places before becoming my disciple? Pei Jiu told me that he was once a slave in Jifeng Tower, and that he is now the master of Wanmie Palace. And Doctor Ying's son may not be dead, which means..."
She winked.
Yuan Xuanlang: "Pei Sizhou, I will remind Master to pay more attention to him - Is Yuanyuan afraid? Such a powerful enemy."
"Why should I be afraid? I still have you, my enemy, to accompany me." Her amber eyes were shining with a mischievous smile.
Pei Sizhou's revenge was due to the bond between Yuan's father and Jifeng Tower. This big wronged man was forcibly tied to a boat.
He stretched out his sinful hand and rubbed Lin Yuan's face, "Yuanyuan, you and I are really destined to be together. Even enemies are the same!"
Lin Yuan's mouth twitched: "It's all the bad karma from my past life."
He sat on a wide chair and wrote a few lines in his elegant and distant handwriting. "This fate is a match made in heaven, a match made in heaven. On the Three Lives Stone, a poem is inscribed on a red leaf." He looked up, his eyes burning. "Yuanyuan, are you willing to marry me?"
Couple? Are you in such a hurry?
Lin Yuan was stunned for two seconds, with a hint of struggle in her eyes. Finally, she made up her mind, stood up and sat sideways on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Yuan Xuanlang took the opportunity to put his arms around her, quite surprised. Why was she so proactive at this time?
Lin Yuan grinned: "Why not?"
He thought Lin Yuan would still consider it, but he didn't expect her to agree so readily. He still had some doubts: "Really?"
"It's true. I'm honest and sincere." She looked at him and spoke every word seriously.
He jumped up with joy, causing Lin Yuan to scream in surprise. He carried her around the study for a few turns, "I'll pick an auspicious day, call Master, Senior Sister, relatives and friends, hire a good matchmaker, and send the betrothal gifts and red paper to Jifeng Tower..."
Lin Yuan sat on the desk, her arm resting on his shoulder, her expression gradually becoming unnatural. "Don't worry, it's just that maybe... this wedding will be delayed a little."
Under his gaze, she lowered her head and stammered, "Because I decided to return to Jifeng Tower tomorrow."
He showed a dissatisfied look, "Oh, it's so early, Yuanyuan, won't you stay a little longer?"
"The host is critically ill. I have to go back."
"My father-in-law is critically ill! Should I go visit my future father-in-law too?"
Lin Yuan immediately objected, "No!" Realizing she had overreacted, she quickly explained, "Have you forgotten you're still a disciple of the Jinghu Sect? Entering Jifeng Tower wouldn't be a good thing for either you or the other party. Let me explain a few things to the owner first, so he can be prepared."
He knew that the time was not right yet, so he ruffled her soft, fine hair, his lips curled up slightly, as if radiating the morning light. "Okay, then Yuanyuan, go back. Don't ever leave and never come back."
Lin Yuan smiled knowingly. He always supported me unconditionally and left me just the right amount of space.
"Not unless I die."
"Nonsense! I'd rather you didn't come back!" He grabbed her shoulders and glared at her anxiously.
Any word of death that came out of her mouth sounded particularly harsh to him, as if an invisible knife was piercing his heart through his blood.
She was stunned for a moment, then giggled, "What? They are not causal at all - I will live my life seriously."
Lin Yuan smiled foolishly to herself, thinking that love had affected her senior brother's IQ.
Isn’t this the legendary love brain?
She shook her head, sighed inexplicably, and then kissed him on the side of his face, "I will be responsible for you."
Yuan Xuanlang: Why do I feel like it’s considered a hot commodity?
The next day, Lin Yuan and Yuan Xuanlang said goodbye, the carriage started, and they set off on their return journey.
This time she goes back, she will face a bloody storm.
When they reached the wilderness, the carriage suddenly stopped without warning. Lin Yuan's face became solemn. He gripped his sword tightly and listened quietly to the movement outside. There was silence.
She pushed open the carriage door suddenly, and her long sword collided with the knife shadow in front of her with a clang. She found an opportunity to jump out of the carriage, supporting herself with one hand, and swept her cold eyes over the dozen or so killers in front of her.
Full of murderous intent, the jackal surrounded its prey, ready to pounce on it and bite its throat.
She threw out more than a dozen silver needles, piercing the foreheads of four people, and the killers immediately collapsed due to the poison.
The siege was broken, and she immediately escaped from the breach, diving into the withered woods and running desperately, the whistling wind in her ears matching her pounding heartbeat.
The killer behind her took two steps at a time, flew swiftly over the dead leaves covering the ground, and soon caught up with her.
She had no choice but to fight back. It was difficult for her to deal with four killers alone. Unexpectedly, one of them attacked her from behind. She barely dodged it, but was blocked by another one in front of her. If there was another move, she would not be able to avoid it.
The attacker was about to launch another attack, but he groaned and fell heavily to the ground, with an arrow stuck in his back.
At this moment, a red shadow passed by, and Hong Bo poured out his internal strength, forcing back all the killers around him.
A red fan spun around, and in an instant, the three killers had their throats cut to death.
The fan spun back into his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the blood on the fan spilled onto the yellow leaves.
"Are you injured, madam?" Yu Liushang ran over and looked her up and down.
"No, no." Lin Yuan replied, "Why are you here?"
Yu Liushang: “…” I’ll give you a resentful look and you can feel it yourself.
Lin Yuan choked. I shouldn’t bring up things that are not relevant.
He turned around to check the dead killer, but there was no token or anything like that. Just when he was about to give up, his eyes swept over the killer's sword, which was Ji Fenglou's sword!
Yu Liushang's eyes darkened: "It seems that someone in the church doesn't want you to come back."
"Well, this is the reaction of a proper demon cult. Fortunately, I equipped myself with weapons in advance." Lin Yuan nodded in praise and affirmed it.
Yu Liushang: “…”
He saw the arrow stuck in the other man's back and smiled meaningfully: "There are people who want you to go back too."
Lin Yuan lowered her eyes and said nothing, she already had the answer in her heart.
They retrieved the carriage and set off on their return journey.
The sound of horse hooves was heard as they headed westward under the setting sun until the sun set in Yuyuan and Jifeng Tower.
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