A sense of unease and complexity settled over me, yet I couldn't explain why I'd shamelessly come seeking out this dust-repelling bead. Was it because it was priceless? Admittedly, the bead was indeed incredibly valuable…
An Xin stopped in front of a tree and looked up. The tree was very tall, so she had to take a few steps back to gauge its height. In doing so, she bumped into someone. Turning around, she immediately said irritably, "Couldn't you have given me a warning before appearing?! Someone with a weak heart would be scared to death!? You…"
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist and was then pinned against a tree trunk.
An Xin's face suddenly darkened: "Yan Zhen, what exactly do you want?"
Yan Zhenzhen was completely enraged; this woman was incredibly capable!
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Chapter 82 Belongs to the Hedgehog
The kiss that fell suddenly was a bit too domineering. He angrily bit her lips, making An Xin dizzy and unable to catch her breath, almost suffocating!
An Xin already harbored a grudge for some reason, and Yan Zhen's provocation made her raise her foot to kick him. However, he pressed down on her tightly, and the uneven tree trunk hurt An Xin terribly.
What's this all about? He brought his fiancée here, and now he's entangled with her again! ? Well, in ancient times, men all had three wives and four concubines, right? Someone like the Right Chancellor, second only to the emperor, could have as many women as he wanted, let alone three or four! ? But sharing a man with another woman made An Xin feel really disgusted. The thought of him kissing her after kissing another woman's lips was nauseating!
Despite her weakness, An Xin used all her strength to push him away, wiped her mouth forcefully, and said coldly, "Your Excellency, please have some self-respect."
Yan Zhen's breathing was slightly unsteady. Looking at her cold and sharp gaze, the fire in her heart surged up. She laughed angrily and said, "This isn't the first time you've been so disrespectful. One more time won't hurt."
An Xin took a step back with a displeased expression, only to trip over her foot. Looking down, she saw it was the dust-repelling bead she had just thrown away. She picked it up casually and said indifferently, "I have something to do, I'm leaving."
She seemed to have reverted to the coldness and unfamiliarity she had shown when they first met, shutting him out of her heart without mercy. Yan Zhen suddenly opened her folding fan, concealing the coldness on her lips, her eyes shimmering with a deep light, her smiling demeanor completely gone.
An Xin brushed past him expressionlessly. In matters of the heart, who doesn't yearn for a lifelong, monogamous relationship? Let alone someone from another time, even women in ancient times, who wouldn't yearn for a man to belong entirely to them? Having multiple wives and concubines, in the end, is nothing more than a woman's forbearance and humiliation.
In matters of the heart, everyone is selfish; those who are not selfish are simply sentimental.
As she passed Yan Zhen, he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms. An Xin was both angry and annoyed and tried to struggle, but Yan Zhen raised his hand and placed it on the back of her head, pressing her against his chest. He said calmly, "Let's talk this out. What's there to be angry about?"
An Xin was unable to move and said angrily, "Yan Zhen, let me go!" What could she say? She didn't know what to say. She was just unhappy, but when she tried to speak, she couldn't utter a single word.
"Didn't I tell you? The Left Prime Minister is no ordinary person. Don't be fooled by his appearance. Stay away from him, understand?" Yan Zhen suppressed his anger, but his voice became much gentler. After all, he didn't want to fall out with her.
An Xin was inexplicably annoyed by these words, and her voice turned cold: "Who I associate with is none of your business, Your Excellency Right Prime Minister. Aren't you being too nosy? You should spend more time with your fiancée!"
Yan Zhen's face darkened completely, his eyes seeming to hold a sudden storm, and he said coldly, "None of my business?"
The two were cuddling together like lovers, but their expressions and words were growing increasingly tense. Just as the tension was about to reach a breaking point, a gentle voice came from behind them: "Yan Zhen, you two..."
Almost instinctively, An Xin suddenly broke free from Yan Zhen's embrace. When she turned her head to look, she saw Zhou Xiruo staring at them in astonishment. This feeling was absolutely terrible, as if she had been stripped naked and caught in bed with someone else!
Yan Zhen raised her eyelashes to look at Zhou Xiruo, but suddenly smiled and said, "We are talking about profound martial arts."
Zhou Xiruo suddenly smiled faintly: "So Miss An also knows kung fu. I'm much clumsy. I just can't learn those martial arts skills."
An Xin remained expressionless and silent.
Zhou Xiruo suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Yan Zhen walked slowly to Zhou Xiruo and smiled, "She's like a hedgehog, don't bother with her."
An Xin couldn't help but sneer. She was a hedgehog? Ridiculous! What her zodiac sign was was none of his business! An Xin coldly walked past the two of them. If she stayed another minute, she would have lost her temper and exploded.
Zhou Xiruo's gentle voice came through: "Yan Zhen, Ye Qi said you haven't been eating. I specially asked Mingyue to cook some porridge for you when I came. Would you like to go back and eat some?"
Yan Zhen? It turns out she wasn't the only one calling him by his name.
Yan Zhen smiled and said, "Okay."
An Xin's fingers involuntarily tightened. Usually, when she asked him to eat, he would always say that he didn't like this or that. But now that his fiancée was here, he would eat whatever she told him to eat!
An Xin raised her hand and slapped herself. Why was she even thinking about these things? What did they have to do with her!
Yan Zhen raised her eyelashes, her gaze falling on An Xin's receding figure, her smile cold.
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An Xin stopped in front of Xisi Hutong, glanced at Feng Yi, and said, "This is it."
Feng Yi frowned slightly. Just as An Xin said, it was a dead end. There was nothing else there. A headless corpse suddenly disappeared from here. Did it jump over the wall directly?
"What's behind the wall?" Feng Yi and An Xin walked into the alley side by side, raised their hands and tapped the wall lightly. The wall was solid, and the sound was no different.
An Xin said calmly, "I've checked. There's a hot spring behind the wall. Those who come to soak in the hot spring are all rich and noble. Business is usually very good, but after the Fengxian Village incident, no one comes to the hot spring anymore."
Feng Yi carefully examined the alley and frowned slightly, saying, "Let's go take a look behind the wall together; maybe we can find something."
An Xin nodded, and the two of them went around the alley and turned to Wen Hua Chi. The gate of Wen Hua Chi was closed and locked. Because the wall was extremely high, An Xin had never had a chance to enter Wen Hua Chi. She knew that Feng Yi's lightness skill was good. An Xin glanced at Feng Yi and said, "Let's jump over the wall. You carry me."
Feng Yi nodded, put his arm around An Xin, and leaped onto the wall. When he landed, An Xin turned and walked forward.
Feng Yi stopped, looking at the sweat on his palms. His heart was pounding rapidly. When he pulled her close, he clearly felt the curve of her waist, which almost made him let go due to nervousness.
The courtyard is very large, shaded by green trees, with rockeries and hot springs scattered throughout, creating a misty atmosphere among the branches and leaves.
An Xin stopped in front of a hot spring and looked at the pool. The pool was not deep, and the bottom was visible. Her reflection was clearly visible in the water.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared behind her.
The white-clad figure appeared abruptly behind her without a head. An Xin turned around abruptly, but there was nothing there. An Xin frowned and looked at the spring again, but there was still only her figure. The reflection from before seemed like an illusion.
An Xin looked at the ground and saw two shallow footprints, left by the moisture on the ground and the mud on her feet. There was nothing else.
If a headless corpse appeared, it would at least leave faint footprints behind it, right? Even if they weren't as clear as hers, they would at least leave faint marks.