This phenomenon is beyond bizarre!
"To prevent further deaths, the villagers must be evacuated tonight," An Xin said, then looked at Yan Zhen. "This shouldn't be difficult for you, adults, right?"
Yan Zhen shook his folding fan and said lazily, "I am a wolf in sheep's clothing, extremely wicked and evil, and I have never cared about the life or death of others."
Anxin was furious.
I always thought this bastard was easy to talk to, but I never expected him to refuse so easily!
"State your terms," An Xin said, her face grim.
"Although a small number of them have died, there are still more than a thousand people left. Where in the capital can we find an empty place to settle them? If they bring fear and death to the capital, wouldn't that be my fault?" Yan Zhen said slowly and deliberately.
An Xin glared at him and said, "Ha, how magnanimous is the Right Prime Minister! He disregards thousands of people for his own selfish gain. Selfishness is beyond description! Since that's the case, there's no need for the Right Prime Minister to come. I will stay in Fengxian Village tonight and will definitely catch the murderer!" After saying that, she turned to leave, but Yan Zhen grabbed her wrist.
An Xin tried to shake him off, but he held her wrist tightly and she couldn't break free no matter what she did.
"Let go!" An Xin's voice was as cold as ice.
Yan Zhen's gaze deepened, but he said lazily, "However, for your safety, I will reluctantly settle them down."
An Xin felt a breath stuck in her throat, unable to come out, but she was surprised to find that she seemed to get ridiculously angry every time she faced Yan Zhen. Thinking of this, An Xin frowned and tried to pull her hand back, but he held it tightly. An Xin looked up at the sky and exhaled a breath of stale air, walking forward in a huff. Yan Zhen did not resist and slowly followed.
An Xin, dragged along by this burden, searched around as if someone didn't exist. In the distance, Ming He, his face stiff, sighed deeply, clutching his stomach...
Under immense pressure from death, the villagers naturally obeyed the imperial court's orders and headed to the capital with their families. An Xin watched the sky gradually darken, but dared not risk spending the night there. She had some live poultry found and tied up in various places in the village. Then she turned around and walked back, passing through the village, across the stream, and across the Ming River waiting beside the carriage...
Yan Zhen's lips curled up slightly, a smile spreading across his eyes, but he glanced lazily at Minghe and said, "The moonlight is beautiful tonight. I'll take a walk back. You may go back."
Minghe's mouth remained agape for a long time...
An Xin snorted coldly, "Since the moonlight is so beautiful, why don't you come with me for a walk?" Anyway, it's several miles from here to the capital, it won't tire you out!
Yan Zhen waved his folding fan and said with a smile, "A walk is good for the mind, very good."
An Xin walked around the village but did not find any trace of the strange man. Suspicion arose in her heart. What was the reason for this strange man who kept saying he wanted to take revenge on the village? And why did he disappear at this sensitive time?
Where did the strange man go? Is he related to the deaths in the village?
Countless questions tangled into a mess, and An Xin's brisk pace slowed down as she carefully sorted through all the information she had gathered.
As soon as the strange man arrived, there was that strange sound of water. As soon as the sound of water was heard, poultry and people died in droves, and then the strange man disappeared.
This should be a main plot... but it feels like a crucial clue is missing. What is it...? Why do people die as soon as the water is heard? What kind of water is it? The villagers die as if they've fallen asleep; could it be a sleeping drug?
No... If it were a hypnotic drug, firstly, the villager's body wouldn't have died, and secondly, the drug's components should be detectable in the corpse.
How did the murderer manage to do it? And what methods did they use to kill both people simultaneously?
An Xin examined the bodies; all the deaths occurred within an hour. Even a master killer couldn't kill so many people within an hour without alerting those around them…
An Xin felt a headache and a pain in her wrist. She glanced down and saw the claw still gripping her wrist, and angrily shouted, "Let go!"
Yan Zhen smiled and said, "Look ahead."
An Xin said angrily, "Your Excellency, see for yourself. I'm not going to keep you company!" As she spoke, An Xin tried to pry his fingers open, but they wouldn't budge. Her actions seemed like those of a childish little girl, and she was in a state of utter confusion.
"Moonlight, fireflies, flowers..." Yan Zhen raised her fan and tapped her head gently, saying softly, "Be good, take a look."
An Xin glared at Yan Zhen for three seconds, then finally turned around and glanced at her.
One glance was enough to leave me stunned.
Moonlight streamed down the branches and leaves like water, the flowers were vibrant, the night dew was cool, and when the wind blew, the fragrance of the flowers filled the air, and thousands of fireflies swayed in the breeze. Those fireflies, like wonderful little elves, danced gracefully among the flowers, under the leaves, and around her, a truly beautiful sight.
An Xin, who was not good at expressing her feelings, was captivated by the scene before her. At this moment, it was as if a delicate girl's heart had turned back to its source, and her heart was suddenly stirred, leaving her speechless for a long time.
Suddenly, her waist tightened, and An Xin felt her body suddenly lift into the air. Yan Zhen had already soared to the treetops. The forest was undulating, and standing atop the treetops, she was surrounded by a sea of fireflies. With each step she took, countless fireflies would follow her.
An Xin couldn't help but glance at Yan Zhen.
At their first meeting, she felt only the shadows of flowers playing on the roadside and the delicate beauty of lotus flowers in her dreams. But now she feels the frost flowing under the moon and the rich fragrance, and a smile as she turns her head in the waning night.
An Xin's heart skipped a beat, and she raised her hand to punch Yan Zhen in the chest. Caught off guard, Yan Zhen suddenly loosened his grip, and An Xin fell straight down.
An Xin suddenly regretted throwing that punch... It wouldn't be worth it to be killed by such a fall!
Since ancient times, heroes have saved beauties. Obviously, before the Right Chancellor could play the hero, An Xin had already become the beauty in distress!
An Xin gasped in pain as soon as she landed. Fortunately, the grass beneath her was lush, so she didn't break any bones. Also, the tree wasn't very tall, so her freefall time was quite short. Even if the Right Prime Minister intervened, it probably wouldn't be as strong as the Earth's gravity pulling her down!
Yan Zhen was truly at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated. He asked, "Did you hurt yourself?"
An Xin rolled her eyes at him and ignored him, then patted herself and forced herself to stand up.
Yan Zhen took a step forward, and An Xin immediately stepped back. As she stepped back, she gasped in pain, her back pressed against the tree. Yan Zhen raised the corner of her lips and said, "I'll carry you?"
An Xin said coldly, "No need."
Yan Zhen smiled and said, "Okay." With that, he closed his folding fan and picked her up. An Xin felt like she was about to vomit blood. This person's logic was truly bizarre!
Despite the pain and struggle, An Xin said calmly, "Move a little more, and I won't mind sleeping with you here, under the sky and on the ground."
An Xin was furious: "Yan Zhen, you're really something!"
Yan Zhen laughed and said, "Of course I can. Why don't we give it a try?"
An Xin had a headache, and after a long while, she asked, "What do you mean?"