Shen Yan suddenly reached out and grasped her fingers, staring intently at them.
Meng Qingluan felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. She herself felt that her fingers were not very pretty, and the fact that he kept staring at them made her feel that something was strange.
She tucked her fingers back, trying to pull them back.
I moved, but found that he was still holding on.
She asked shyly.
"What are you still holding me for? Let me go."
Shen Yan's head suddenly lowered, and then she felt a warm sensation fall on her fingertips.
Her fingertips trembled for a moment as if electrocuted, and her body stiffened.
Shen Yan's kiss landed on her fingertips, wandering over her knuckles, every part of her body being meticulously cared for by his gentle kisses.
He looked up, his eyes filled with a mixture of laughter and tears, and said earnestly.
"Not ugly, it's good-looking."
He was responding to the joke she had just made.
Meng Qingluan's stunned expression was infected by his smile, and the corners of her mouth curved into a gentle arc.
The two looked at each other in silence.
They had so much to say and so many feelings to express that words could not express it all.
So when their eyes reflect each other's pupils, everything is understood without words.
After a moment, Meng Qingluan was the first to look away. She picked up the cake that was placed to the side, and the little sheep on it was still smiling with the corners of its mouth turned up.
She took the spoon she had prepared in advance and handed one to Chen Yan.
Shen Yan held the spoon in his hand, but couldn't bear to move it.
Meng Qingluan raised her chin and said.
"You were born in the Year of the Sheep, so I specially made a little sheep for you. The birthday person should eat the animal-shaped food first; you can just scoop it up with a spoon."
Chen Yan held the spoon, hesitating to make a move.
Meng Qingluan saw through his thoughts at a glance and said.
"Let me tell you, there's a surprise hidden inside. If you don't eat it, you won't even get the surprise."
Shen Yan was tempted by the words, but he still couldn't bear to part with them.
"I want to preserve the lamb."
The birthday gift Luanluan gave him was also his first birthday since he could remember.
He didn't want to cause trouble.
If he could, he would want time to stand still at this moment, to remain forever in this night.
Meng Qingluan said, "The lamb is made from milk. If it's left for too long, it will dissolve, and then there really won't be anything left."
She continued.
"If you eat it, it's yours forever, right?"
Although once you poop, it's gone.
But at least it existed in his stomach.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yan placed the lamb in a spoon, mustered his strength, and swallowed it whole.
The rich, creamy milk flavor melts in your mouth.
It was so sweet, so sweet that every strand of his hair seemed to be soaked in honey, and his eyes welled up with tears again.
Chen Yan pressed his tongue together and suddenly felt a hard object, or more accurately, a hard object.
He raised his hand and spat it out.
It's not a copper coin, but an original hard object resembling a copper coin, made of silver, with words engraved on it.
One side is engraved with the name of Chen Yan, and the other side is engraved with the name of Meng Qingluan.
He ran his fingers over the area and discovered a raised section in the middle. Upon turning it over, he found that the two people's birth dates were engraved in the middle layer.
"The birthday boy must be a lucky star."
"I love you."
As soon as Shen Yan finished speaking, his face was cupped in his hands, and soft lips pressed against his.
Gently, probe in, and kiss deeply.
More tears welled up in Chen Yan's eyes, wetting the corners of her eyes and disappearing into her hair.
He remained silent, bowing his head in equal enthusiasm.
After the kiss ended, the two of them, disheveled, were already lying in the bed.
Meng Qingluan's eyes were glazed over, her hair disheveled, and her face flushed. She didn't know what to do next.
Shen Yan placed his hands on either side of her body, lowered his head, and gently traced the shape of her lips with his own.
Just as she was about to relax, Chen Yan kissed her between the eyebrows, then picked her up, adjusted her sleeping position, and covered her with a blanket.
He lay quietly beside her.
Meng Qingluan was stunned for two seconds, and the restlessness in the air subsided. Even the breathing of the person next to her became steady.
Still no action.
She paused for two or three seconds, then turned her head to look.
The person is asleep.
Meng Qingluan lowered her eyes; she clearly felt that he was already...
What is he afraid of?
Meng Qingluan sighed silently, then turned around and placed her hand in his palm, which he quickly grasped tightly in return.
She rested her forehead on his shoulder and fell asleep peacefully.
In the darkness of night, Chen Yan opened his eyes and looked down at the little head resting on his shoulder.
He lowered his head and gently touched her head.
How could he not long for the chance to do the most intimate things in the world with the person he loves most?
You can wish yourself peace and tell yourself everything.
But he dared not.
He was afraid that if she went back, everything that had happened to her body would be taken back with her.
If she wants to start a new life and marry someone else, but that person is old-fashioned, stupid, and the world is feudal and corrupt.
Having been possessed by herself, how should she begin a new life?
He can't be so selfish.
That's enough.
…
Meng Qingluan opened her eyes again, awakened by a commotion of crying and shouting.
"Useless! You're all a bunch of useless trash! What are you good for?"
“Master! The situation was too urgent. Those people came on strong and aggressively. Before I could react, they had knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, the young master was nowhere to be found.”
"Don't try to give me any excuses. If the young master is lost, none of you lowly sluts will live! Since you can't even protect one person..."
"Master! Madam! This servant truly knows her mistake. I beg you two to have mercy and spare this lowly life."
"Guards, drag them all away."
"yes."
"..."
As the cries for mercy faded into the distance, Meng Qingluan had more or less figured out the current situation.
Zhu Qing'an has been kidnapped.
"What should we do? If anything happens to Xiao An, how can we face Luan Luan back home?"
Mencius' mother cried until she was exhausted. She sat weakly in her chair and said in a feeble voice.
Mencius' father stood with his hands behind his back, his face grim.
"No, those people must have kidnapped him for money. Let's just wait for them to send us a message."
"..."
Meng Qingluan's vision went black.
She had barely arrived when Zhu Qing'an was kidnapped.
As expected, Meng's father was right. The anxious wait was short-lived, and soon a servant rushed in.
"Master! Master! Someone has hired a beggar to deliver a message."
"Quick! Open it and bring it here!"
Upon hearing this, Mencius' mother hurriedly sat up from her chair and waved her hand.
As soon as the servant opened the envelope, Meng's father snatched it and held it up to his eyes to look at it.
Mencius' mother dragged her weak body over, and the two of them stared intently at the contents of the letter.
Meng Qingluan was frantic, but the two heads were too big for her to squeeze in.
With no other option, Meng Qingluan stepped onto a chair, straddled her father's shoulders, and bent down to look over as well.
Anyway, they couldn't sense her presence.
After reading it, Meng Qingluan frowned deeply.
The kidnappers made an outrageous demand, asking for two hundred taels of gold, and only until tonight.
After reading it, Meng's father turned around and gave instructions without saying a word.
"Quickly, prepare two hundred taels of gold and send someone to escort it to this place."
The servant was in a dilemma.
"Sir, there isn't enough gold in the treasury right now. We need to go to the money exchange to get it. It's so late, the latest we can get it is tomorrow."
Mencius' father acted swiftly and decisively.
"Add more money! I'll add more money and send someone to give Master Zhao eighty taels of silver so he can exchange it for gold for me immediately."
"Hurry up!" Meng's mother was extremely anxious. "If you're delayed, you can forget about having your legs!"
"Yes! I'll take care of it right away."
Upon hearing this, the servants dared not waste any more time and immediately set off to carry out Mencius's father's orders.
After all, the tragic fate of the two maids was still fresh in everyone's mind.
Meng Qingluan stood aside, anxiously watching.
Putting aside the question of whether there was enough time, she was more worried that since these people dared to kidnap Zhu Qing'an, it meant that they were inherently cruel and this wasn't the first time they had done something like this.
If it's a simple exchange of money for people, that would definitely be the most welcome outcome.
If we say…
They took the money but didn't hand over the person; they even killed the hostage after receiving the money...
This is not impossible.
Meng Qingluan was so anxious that she scratched her head and cheeks. She wanted to go and look for it according to that location, but she didn't even know all the places in the capital, let alone the Western Regions, which she had never set foot in before.
Suddenly, Meng Qingluan had a flash of inspiration.
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