Wei Ping was speechless for a moment, and Luo Yong was also caught off guard. The two stared blankly as Pan Wenjun walked down from Sun Xingjian's horse, smiled at him and said, "Since you came to Shengjing, Brother Sun has become quite popular."
Given the awkward situation, Sun Xingjian was in no mood for jokes. Faced with Pan Wenjun's teasing, he could only sigh helplessly.
He would rather be ignored and have some peace and quiet.
Seeing his embarrassment, Pan Wenjun couldn't help but chuckle. She knew that this hero, who was all-powerful in her heart, was most afraid of getting involved in love-related lawsuits.
However, with her there, she certainly wouldn't let him suffer any losses or fall into the trap of others.
Pan Wenjun took a few steps forward and stood in front of Luo Yong. Although she was also a woman and was facing a man with a knife, she showed none of Wei Ping's cowardice.
Pan Wenjun looked at Luo Yong, a faint smile mixed with mockery playing on her lips. She glanced at the knife in his hand and said, "You're quite cautious. Even if it's just an act, you don't dare to point the blade at your wife. You only point the back of the knife at her and shout 'Kill her!' Are you afraid of accidentally hurting her?"
Luo Yong was taken aback by her words and was about to retort when Pan Wenjun turned around and looked at Wei Ping.
She looked Wei Ping up and down before saying, "Madam, you've been fleeing your husband's pursuit all this way, yet your skirt is spotless, and not even a single strand of your hair is out of place..."
As she spoke, Pan Wenjun deliberately leaned forward to examine Wei Ping's face closely: "Oh my, to play this role of a fallen beauty, Madam must have spent a long time on her makeup, right?"
Sun Xingjian, on horseback, was confused. He wondered how Wenjun could be so sure that the couple was just putting on an act. And why would they put on such an act?
Just as they were pondering this, Pan Wenjun continued her analysis: "You two, you've set up a trap to force Marquis Pingyang to stage a hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress act in public, right? To put it bluntly, isn't this a honey trap? The difference is that when others play honey traps, love is a pretense and money is the real goal, but when you play honey traps, you genuinely want to give her to Marquis Pingyang to be his wife. Am I right?"
Pan Wenjun's gaze swept over the two of them, her eyes full of mockery.
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