letter
Qin Yuyao was a little surprised, but felt that it was something he could do.
"What else? Is there really only one letter?" If there was only one letter, he would certainly not be so sure that he would wait for her obediently after receiving the letter.
Luan Zhengya raised her eyes and looked at Qin Yuyao. In the dim light of the room, her expression was somewhat obscure and difficult to understand: "In the envelope, I put a jade pendant that my mother gave me."
Qin Yuyao was stunned for a moment. Her mother's jade pendant? Wasn't that a relic?
"You... why are you going to give me such a valuable thing?" Qin Yuyao felt a little distressed for a moment. The value of that thing had already exceeded the value of the letter, and even exceeded the original value of the jade pendant.
Seeing the distressed look on her face, Luan Zhengya looked at her with a deeper gaze: "You always said before that without important things, you couldn't keep me. Then I will leave my most important things with you, and I will naturally return to you."
These words were spoken from the heart, the speaker had a heart, and the listener had an even greater heart. Qin Yuyao looked into the other person's deep eyes, and felt that the heartbeat in her chest was so loud that it was about to drown her out.
"Can the jade pendant be found?" Qin Yuyao asked subconsciously, and then she remembered that the jade pendant had already sunk into the stream. If she wanted to find it, it would probably take at least half a year.
Luan Zhengya's eyes flashed: "We have already arranged for people to do their best to search."
That means it has not been found yet. Qin Yuyao felt sorry about it. If she wanted to find the jade pendant, it would probably cost a lot of manpower and material resources.
Perhaps seeing her regret, a smile appeared in Luan Zhengya's eyes.
Seeing that he was silent again, Qin Yuyao felt like she was back in the days of Taoyuan Village. It was the same as before, he would read or play the piano, and she would watch from the side.
Normally, if she had been staring at him for this long, he would have said something to tease her, but today he was unusually quiet.
Qin Yuyao couldn't help but sit down at the other end of the desk. The quiet time in the study flowed quietly like this.
Until Luan Zhengya spoke again: "You will be back home in three days. I will take you back then."
Hearing this, Qin Yuyao remembered that they were already married. It was a custom passed down from their ancestors that the bride would return home three days later.
Just thinking about her current relationship with Mrs. Lin and Qin Ziwen, Qin Yuyao felt a little guilty.
"Can't I go alone?" Qin Yuyao looked at Luan Zhengya and said.
Luan Zhengya immediately put down the documents in her hand and looked at her bluntly: "If you go back home alone in three days, not only will your grandmother think so, but I'm afraid the people of Shengjing will say that I despise you."
Qin Yuyao blinked, and this thought occurred to her. She then lowered her head and looked at her fingertips resting on the leash. "Let them say whatever they want. I don't care."
If the voice hadn't been getting smaller and smaller, Luan Zhengya would have almost believed it.
"I will go with you in three days. If you want to go alone, the driver will not give you a carriage." He was telling Qin Yuyao firmly that he must be present when he returned home in three days.
Qin Yuyao felt helpless that she couldn't refuse the two of them from returning home at the same time. She was afraid that Qin Ziwen would secretly remind her about the information in the study.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look around at the furnishings of the study. Looking around, it was surprisingly similar to the room they had vacated in the manor before.
Although Luan Zhengya was looking down at official documents, she seemed to have grown another pair of eyes. Without even looking up, she said, "I asked Jiang He to rearrange the study in the mansion according to the study in Zhuangzi's house."
After hearing this, Qin Yuyao suddenly walked towards the bookshelf and casually picked up a Go book that looked very familiar.
But before Qin Yuyao could ask, she suddenly heard a strange sound. The next moment, she saw a black shadow rushing towards her.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Yuyao was held hostage by the masked man who attacked her and was held on the other side of the study. Jiang He, who had hurriedly pushed the door open, was now holding a machete and confronting the masked man.
And half a step away from Qin Yuyao and the masked man was a thin sword that Luan Zhengya had pulled out from the scroll in an emergency.
"Let her go." Luan Zhengya's voice was low, and the terrifying look in her eyes was extremely conspicuous.
Qin Yuyao was so aware that the masked man behind her trembled for a moment, but the other party moved the dagger at her neck closer.
"Prince Zhen'an, you never thought about it, but it took us a month to find this tunnel." The masked man's voice was hoarse and his age could not be determined.
Luan Zhengya frowned: "Are you from the grassland?"
The other party seemed to know that he couldn't hide it from Luan Zhengya, so he didn't answer, but only said: "If you want this woman to live, give me half of your hand in exchange!"
As the masked man spoke, he looked fiercely at Luan Zhengya's hand holding the long sword, and his tone was very unfriendly.
Qin Yuyao held her breath and looked at Luan Zhengya with a look in her eyes that only the two of them understood. Qin Yuyao slowed down her breathing.
"My dear knight, I have no grudge against you. Why do you have to use me, an insignificant person, to threaten him?" Qin Yuyao said in a low voice.
The masked man smiled grimly upon hearing this, and the dagger moved an inch closer to Qin Yuyao's throat. "Don't try to fool me. You and the Prince of Zhen'an are husband and wife, so he will definitely be wary of any wrongdoing."
As he spoke, the masked man gave Luan Zhengya an ultimatum: "If you still want that hand, your woman will lose her life."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Yuyao felt a sharp pain in her neck. It was obvious that the dagger had already cut a hole in her throat.
Suddenly, Luan Zhengya's eyes looked at the masked man more and more cold, but the sword in his hand was thrown to the ground the next moment.
"Jiang He, bring me the knife." Luan Zhengya said calmly, as if the knife was not meant to cut off his own hand.
Jiang He, who had been named, looked at Luan Zhengya in disbelief, but since it was his own prince's order, he had no choice but to obey. He then waved his hand, and the guard who had also come in to protect him handed his scimitar to Luan Zhengya.
"If you don't let her go after I use this half hand, then you can forget about taking your own hand with you." Luan Zhengya looked at the masked man with a very cold tone.
"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!" the masked man raised his voice, his eyes filled with madness and excitement.
At the moment when the other person's hands were shaking with excitement, Qin Yuyao suddenly stomped her heel on the instep of the person behind her.
As the masked man suddenly cried out in pain, Qin Yuyao pried open his knife-holding hand with her right hand and punched him on the bridge of his nose with her left hand.
This action surprised the masked man and he immediately wanted to catch Qin Yuyao again in a panic.
But Luan Zhengya's sword had already thrust forward, and she reached out to pull Qin Yuyao behind her. With a wave of her sword, blood splattered three feet from the masked man's neck.
With a 'bang', the masked man fell to the ground and was silent.
Qin Yuyao stared at the other person in a daze. He lost his life just like that, but his eyes were still staring at the two of them, as if he wanted to take Luan Zhengya and Qin Yuyao to hell together.
Luan Zhengya reached out and took her into his arms, covering her eyes with his warm palms: "No need to look, he's just a desperado."
The scene before her eyes darkened, and Qin Yuyao couldn't help but close them. Reaching out and grabbing Luan Zhengya's sleeve, she said sullenly, "Was it because of this kind of person that you became seriously ill in the past?"
Be it Jiang He, the guards, or even Luan Zhengya herself, they all treated the assassin with complete indifference, as if it were just a matter of drinking tea and having a meal.
After a moment, she heard him say, "Well, there were assassins coming to Taoyuan Village from time to time before."
Hearing this, Qin Yuyao tightened her grip on his sleeves: "Why have I never seen them before..." Yes, maybe these people had already been dealt with by Luan Zhengya before she saw them, and they only came to Shengjing now.
Shengjing is the home of Prince Zhen'an, so naturally there will be more fierce assassins chasing after him, just to murder Prince Zhen'an of the Sheng Dynasty, the god of war of the people.
"How could people from the grasslands penetrate deep into Shengjing and dig a tunnel for a month without anyone discovering it?" Qin Yuyao asked in a low voice.
As the rustling sounds in the room faded away, Luan Zhengya took Qin Yuyao to sit on the couch and slowly released his hands.
To avoid the sudden glare of the light, Luan Zhengya slowly let go of her hand, not letting it go until she was sure the people around her wouldn't be affected by the light.
Qin Yuyao blinked and looked back at where the bookshelf had been. The masked man's body was no longer visible. Instead, she saw two more guards, searching for the source of the tunnel beneath the pried-open floor tiles.
Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Luan Zhengya thought she was frightened.
"Don't be afraid. I will arrange for guards to stay by your side. What happened today was because the guards were paying attention to me when the floor tiles in the study were broken, which is why you were caught."
As she spoke, Luan Zhengya took out a jade bottle from her bosom and touched her neck with her hand, feeling a cool touch and a slight warmth from the medicinal oil.
"It might hurt a little later, so bite me if you can't help it." As he said that, Luan Zhengya stretched out his other hand in front of Qin Yuyao.
Qin Yuyao immediately turned her head away: "No, your hands are full of the smell of ointment, I can't eat it."
Not expecting that she would be disliked, Luan Zhengya raised her eyebrows and looked at her.
Seeing him staring at her intently, Qin Yuyao couldn't help but purse her lips. She hadn't been as nervous as she was now when she was grabbed and coerced just now.
Just as her thoughts were drifting away, she suddenly heard Luan Zhengya speak: "Yuyao, were you scared just now?"
"I'm not afraid." Qin Yuyao shook her head and added, "You rushed over at the first moment. I knew you were there and would definitely find a way to save me."
I didn't expect her to speak so quickly, and she answered him without thinking.
"Things like this are bound to happen again in the future. If you don't like this kind of life living in fear every day, I can let you go back to Taoyuan Village." Luan Zhengya lowered her head and looked at her steadily.
It must be said that Qin Yuyao was very excited when she heard that she could go back to Taoyuan Village directly. However, after her eyes met his, Qin Yuyao was inexplicably unable to utter even a joke.
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