Jin'er bit her lower lip and asked again, "Sister, are you unhappy staying in your room?"
An Xin said, "No."
Jin'er blinked her eyelashes and said, "If you have any difficulties, sister, please tell Jin'er. Jin'er will help you."
An Xin said, "No."
Jin'er hesitated for a moment, but didn't know what to say next.
An Xin asked, "Is there anything else?"
Jin'er said sullenly, "No."
Then the door slammed shut.
Dewdrop shivered and whispered, "Jin'er, Miss is always like this."
Jin'er said, "I know, this is the real Sister Xin'er." After saying that, he smiled at Lu Zhu, turned around and walked away. He had only come here to say a few words to An Xin. In the end, he had achieved his goal, hadn't he?
An Xin finally finished, casually pulled off her clothes, and then put on the clothes she had cut. Ancient robes were wide and complicated, which was really not conducive to movement at night. She made some simple modifications, which made them look much more practical.
An Xin casually opened the door and, taking advantage of the night, left the mansion and headed towards Fengxian Village.
The moonlight was bright and gentle, as beautiful as water.
An Xin stood at the foot of Duanfeng Mountain.
Everything around was quiet and still. The moonlight floated among the branches and leaves, which was extremely beautiful. However, when it was connected with the murder case in Fengxian Village, the beautiful moonlight suddenly became a little creepy.
An Xin started walking up the mountain, intuitively feeling that she would definitely make a discovery tonight.
On the pitch-black mountain path, a faint fire suddenly appeared, hidden among the lush trees in the distance. An Xin felt a chill run down her spine. What could be the cause of this fire in the dead of night?
Are there people on the mountain?
An Xin quickened her pace. Broken Peak Mountain wasn't high; in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, An Xin approached the ghostly fire. The firelight was actually coming from a stone house. Wait, the stone house…
When she met that person during the day, he said he wanted to build a stone house on the mountain, and that she had discovered it at the very beginning. From this, it can be inferred that the stone house does not exist. Isn't it too strange that a stone house suddenly appears?
An Xin slowed her pace and breathing, cautiously approaching the house. Suddenly, the lights inside went out!
The stone house was pitch black, as if the light from before had never existed!
An Xin's heart raced. Even though she was brave, her palms were sweating, not from fear, but from nervousness. Who was in the stone house? Could it be that strange man?!
Since the strange man is strange, it's not surprising that he lives in a stone house!
An Xin finally approached the stone house. She pressed her body against the stone wall, being careful not to make a sound, while listening intently to the sounds inside. However, the house was completely silent, without a single sound!
"Squeak—" In the silent night, the sound of the door opening was so clear and terrifying that it made An Xin's nerves tense up suddenly!
That person is coming out!
An Xin raised her hand to touch the hidden weapon on her wrist, but suddenly threw a punch as the man took a step forward.
In a flash, An Xin's wrist suddenly tightened, and the next moment she was pulled into the house by a huge force. An Xin's face darkened. This person had strong internal strength. She raised her foot and kicked at the person in a tricky way. Then, she twisted the hidden weapon on her wrist. With a "sizzle" sound, the hidden weapon shot out. The hidden weapon looked small, but its force was astonishing!
With a "crack," the hidden weapon pierced deep into the stone. The next moment, An Xin's hands were grabbed, and her back was slammed heavily against the wall. Then, a body pressed down on her, and as An Xin tried to struggle, it spoke: "Miss An is quite skilled. I almost fell for it."
An Xin was suddenly taken aback.
A soft laugh came from beside him: "I apologize for the inconvenience."
Before An Xin could recover, she suddenly felt a bright light in front of her. She squinted instinctively when she was suddenly touched by the light, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw a pair of clear, jade-like eyes. However... they were too close, right next to her.
An Xin subconsciously leaned back, but because there was a stone wall behind her, this slight movement had virtually no effect.
"The Left Prime Minister has really surprised me." An Xin calmly pulled her hand away from his, feeling slightly uncomfortable with the sudden closeness.
“I’m a little worried about you coming alone.” Jing Lan smiled faintly, but seemed to have no intention of taking a step back. She just looked at her so closely, their breaths almost touching, creating an atmosphere of ambiguity.
An Xin paused and said, "I wasn't worried at all, but you made me quite worried. I really thought I'd seen a ghost."
Jing Lan chuckled softly and said, "Aren't you afraid to come all alone?"
An Xin said, "If you were afraid, you wouldn't have come."
As Jinglan gazed at her unadorned, elegant face, a tender feeling stirred within him. The surroundings were quiet, and the two remained silent.
The moonlight streamed down, spreading across the deep, inky night.
Jinglan leaned down gently, and at that moment, he wanted to kiss her.
Perhaps it wasn't because of any particularly intense feelings, but in this moment and in this setting, it seemed that doing something romantic would be the best way to do justice to such a beautiful time. And, at this moment, as he stared at her, he felt a stirring in his heart.
An Xin said calmly, "You seem to be injured." As she spoke, she raised her hand and pressed it firmly against the wound on his arm.
Jing Lan felt a sudden pain, but smiled faintly and said, "This hidden weapon caught me off guard."
Taking the opportunity, An Xin moved away from him, grabbed a piece of cloth, and used it to bandage his hand: "You came early, did you notice anything unusual?"
Jing Lan said calmly, "Never." He lowered his eyelashes and watched her hand move on his arm. Beneath his thick, long eyelashes, there seemed to be a smooth surface, brighter than the moonlight.
"I'm going to the top of the mountain to take a look. Since you're injured, you shouldn't go." Jing Lan is, after all, the Left Prime Minister. If something happens to her, her responsibility would be quite heavy. It would be one thing if she were guilty, but what if her family was implicated?
An Xin looked around the stone house. The house was built entirely of stone, and there wasn't a single gap between them. An Xin casually picked away the moss at the corner of the wall and estimated that the stone house had been built for about ten years, so it was obviously a long time ago.
The room was simply furnished, but it was obviously dirty and messy because no one had cleaned it. The chairs and stools were not new, and did not look like they had been there for ten years. There was a thin layer of dust, indicating that no one had been there for about a month.