In Shangjing City, Lu Huan was leisurely feeding the pigeons. A gust of wind blew, the door was quickly opened, and a man in black rushed in.
Lu Huan turned around slowly, put down the bird feed, and asked, "Is there any movement in Zhiyi City?"
Zhong Cang replied, "Yan Xuanye is preparing for his wedding with that witch at full speed, and that witch..."
Lu Huan cleaned his hands, wiped them dry, and glanced at him calmly: "If you have something to say, just say it."
Zhong Cang: "That witch is asking about the general."
Lu Huan was a little surprised: "Are you asking about me?"
"Yes, that witch disguised herself as a man a few days ago and quietly left the mansion to go to the teahouse to inquire about the general. Since we abandoned the city, many teahouses in Zhiyi City have been talking about the general, but most of them are deliberately exaggerating and slandering the general to attract customers."
"It's a teahouse called Mingxiang Pavilion. The witch went to drink tea at Mingxiang Pavilion and sat there for an hour and a half before leaving."
"The secret guards we left behind in Zhiyi City followed the witch to Mingxiang Pavilion. The story she told in the teahouse roughly meant that while a general's abandonment of the city and betrayal of the country is certainly despicable, even such a hateful person can be pitiful and tragic. The witch seemed to agree with that."
Lu Huan did not get angry because the storyteller described him as pitiful and hateful. Instead, he laughed softly at the sentence "The witch seemed to agree with it."
Although it was a smile, it was not a happy smile, but a laugh that felt funny.
After a while, he paused. "It's quite interesting. I tried to kill her several times before and humiliated her in public, but she didn't blame me. She even cared about me."
Lu Huan turned around and asked Zhong Cang, "Tell me, what is she trying to do?"
Zhong Cang's face was stern and expressionless. He could be a secret guard, killing without spilling blood, no problem, but when asked to analyze a woman's psychological activities, he was like a blind man touching an elephant, completely lost.
Zhong Cang: "I don't know, but I know that the witch must have some ulterior motive."
Lu Huan muttered to himself, "Yes, she has a plan, but what exactly is it?"
Zhong Cang was also stunned: "Could it be that he is plotting against the general?"
Lu Huan looked at him doubtfully: "?"
"If she was after wealth and status, wouldn't she have just agreed to marry Yan Xuanye? But I heard from Zhiyi City that the witch doesn't seem to want to marry Yan Xuanye."
Lu Huan raised an eyebrow: "Why not?"
Zhong Cang: "On the first day they entered the Tongpan Mansion, Yan Xuanye wanted to sleep in the same room with her. If it were any other woman, wouldn't she be overjoyed? But this seductress refused. Afterwards, Yan Xuanye often went to her place to eat and talk, but she was just indifferent."
"She even set a bunch of rules for Yan Xuanye, saying she wouldn't share a husband with other women, and that she wouldn't allow Yan Xuanye to take concubines after marriage, or even maids." Zhong Cang hesitated for a moment, then added, "Yan Xuanye... also agreed."
Lu Huan was stunned and actually broke the flowers that the maid had placed in the vase. An indistinguishable light flickered in his dark eyes. "He even agreed to such a demanding request. I guess Yan Xuanye is very fond of Su Zhao."
He smiled playfully, but his eyes were as sharp as a scimitar. "Have the secret guards keep an eye on them. If the wedding date is set, be sure to inform this general immediately. I will give them a generous gift."
"I obey your command. I will take my leave first."
The door creaked shut. Lu Huan was still holding the broken flower in his hand. He looked at the lifeless flower and recalled that day in the desert when Su Zhao lay in Yan Xuanye's arms, bleeding profusely and eventually losing his life.
Thinking back to that day in Zhiyi City, when she was extremely disappointed after learning about what he had done, her eyes dimmed a little, and she murmured, "Su Zhao, why do you care about me?"
He wanted to ask Su Zhao, but Su Zhao was thousands of miles away in the Tongpan Mansion in Zhiyi City and could not answer his question.
…
Not only was she unable to answer because of the distance, but if Lu Huan was right next to Su Qian at this moment, she would not be able to answer either.
Because at this moment, Yan Xuanye was holding the back of her head and kissing her.
Su Qian originally thought Cuiwei was making a fuss out of nothing. After she came back, Yan Xuanye did not come to look for her. Cuiwei served her dinner, and the two of them played Go for a long time until their necks ached.
Not long after Cuiwei finished helping her take a bath, Yan Xuanye rushed in. Not to mention Cuiwei, who was always timid, even she was a little scared.
Yan Xuanye seemed to have drunk some wine. Although he was sober, his actions were exaggerated under the influence of alcohol. He glared at Cuiwei, who was cowering in the same place and refused to leave, and shouted, "You tactless person, get out."
Cuiwei looked at Su Qian tremblingly. Su Qian waved at her and said silently, "Go out."
Cuiwei then retreated.
As soon as Cuiwei Bu closed the door, Yan Xuanye strode towards her, lifted the bed curtain that was in the way, and pressed towards her with a smell of alcohol on his body.
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