"Yes! That woman's methods almost fooled Lord Bai! Fortunately, An Youwei's daughter is clever and found the murderer very quickly!"
"The young master of the Feng family was also there, but I heard he wasn't much of a help! That little girl is really clever! The Ling family actually kicked such a good daughter-in-law out of their home! Tsk tsk!"
"Indeed! When in history has a woman ever been so intelligent? To be able to clear the names of our people is truly the mark of a heroine!"
...
An Xin, who was listening intently, stumbled upon hearing this. In the blink of an eye, she had transformed from an abandoned woman into a heroine!
Jing Lan chuckled softly, "Even the Feng family is somewhat lacking?"
An Xin smiled awkwardly and said, "You flatter me! I just happened to find out the truth."
Jinglan smiled gently and said, "You are a straightforward and decisive woman."
Being praised is never a bad thing, especially being praised by the person in front of you... An Xin explained with rare composure: "I already knew the truth about Chen Guangzhi's murder. When I passed by his house before, I saw a baby's bib drying in the Chen family's yard. The embroidery on the bib was fine and even, full of the mother's longing for the future little life. But as far as I know, the Chen family has no children. The only guess is that Sun Lüping was pregnant, but her abdomen was flat and there was no sign of pregnancy. The only possibility is that the child has been miscarried, and it must be related to Chen Guangzhi's violence."
Jing Lan looked at An Xin. When she talked about the murder case, the girl's eyes and brows revealed a noble and upright demeanor. In an instant, all the colors of the world's flowers faded, leaving only one flower before her, pure and otherworldly, with a subtle fragrance. With a smile, she captivated people's hearts.
"My lord, it's time to set off," a subordinate said in a low voice.
Jing Lan paused, then looked at An Xin and smiled faintly, saying, "If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to write to me. I will try my best to persuade the Emperor to change his mind and recall your father to the court as soon as possible."
An Xin paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's good that Father is like this. He's not suited for court affairs, so you don't need to worry about it. But, can I really write to you?"
Jing Lan's eyes sparkled with a smile as she said softly, "Of course... Until we meet again."
An Xin looked at him, the strange feeling in her heart growing stronger. Suppressing the flutter in her heart, she said cheerfully, "Until we meet again."
Is this really just an intuition? If it is, why does it have such a strangely sweet flavor?
Watching Jinglan's retreating figure, Anxin felt a surge of joy that welled up in her chest and spilled onto her lips. Upon reflection, she couldn't quite put her finger on it; she simply felt happy.
As she turned to walk away, she saw Feng Yi looking for someone in the distance. An Xin paused and was about to go over when suddenly her waist tightened. The next moment, she was pulled away. When she came to her senses, she was already in a quiet alley, her body imprisoned against a stiff wall, and right in front of her was a face with unusual beauty.
An Xin blinked. Although she was a little uncomfortable with such close contact, she managed to keep her expression calm and emotionless: "What is the meaning of this action, Right Prime Minister?"
Their breaths were close, and their scents were inhaled.
Only when An Xin was so close did she notice the faint shimmer of lake blue in those eyes, which inadvertently reminded her of the waters of West Lake, except that the water there was now icy cold, as if covered in frost.
"...My hand hurts." An Xin felt a chill run down her spine as the other man remained silent. Even though she was fearless, she was still outnumbered and outmatched, especially since he was about to break her wrist.
"Didn't you hear me, my hand hurts?!" An Xin was furious and raised her foot to kick him in a very malicious way. The next moment, her waist loosened, and he took a few steps back to avoid it.
An Xin rubbed her wrist and glared at him unfriendly, saying, "The Right Chancellor is indeed very leisurely. Could it be that the Emperor has taken care of all the important affairs of the court?" Her words were malicious!
Who in the world doesn't know that the Right Chancellor wields immense power and influence in the court? On the surface, it seems that the Emperor has the final say on all matters of state, but in reality, it's all this scoundrel manipulating things behind the scenes. To say that he's using the Emperor to command the princes is an exaggeration; to put it bluntly, he's corrupting the government and harboring wolfish ambitions!
Yan Zhen shook his folding fan, appearing calm and composed: "It is only natural for the Emperor to handle state affairs; whether I am here or not makes no difference."
An Xin scoffed: "Those in positions of power should fulfill their duties. As the current prime minister, why is the Right Prime Minister not focusing on his duties, but instead coming to a small county town to provoke women?"
Yan Zhen's coldness seemed to turn unpredictable again. He raised a slit at the corner of his lips and said in a sarcastic tone, "What you say makes sense. I'm too idle to focus on state affairs and instead come here to provoke you!"
An Xin's eyes flashed. She always liked to speak in a way that was hard to understand, but she was completely outmatched by this person!
Yan Zhen's smile was wicked and chilling. An Xin instinctively felt that beneath that overly beautiful exterior lay a wicked scheme!
An Xin took a deep breath and said coldly and distantly, "I'm going back. Move aside."
Yan Zhen felt that her temper was getting better and better!
"I'd like to give you Hua Rujin's words: 'If you walk the dark road too often, you'll eventually encounter a ghost!'" Yan Zhen increasingly felt that this girl was either as gentle as spring water or as cold and aloof as a ghost! This was exactly to his liking.
"Ghosts? I was just thinking of catching a few to study! Remember to leave them for me next time you encounter one!" An Xin brushed past him expressionlessly. What a joke, she was an atheist and feared nothing more than ghosts!
Anxin's wrist suddenly tightened, her body trembled, and then her body stiffened abruptly.
An Xin's expression suddenly changed, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "Yan Zhen, what are you going to do!?"
Yan Zhen's eyes sparkled, her unfathomable gaze instantly brightening with laughter: "Of course, I'll take you to see ghosts!"
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The bustling Yian Street suddenly fell silent.
One was struck by the beauty of the man who casually carried his maid into the street!
A shocking story unfolded: a man with striking good looks was seen carrying a young girl on his back in the street!
An Xin felt weak all over, and from her angle, she could only see Yan Zhen's back! That bastard!
"Let me go!" Being carried in front of everyone was beyond An Xin's expectations. Moreover, she had never been touched like this before. This was truly the first time a young woman had ever been carried in a sedan chair!
"You can't let go!" Yan Zhen's slow, deliberate voice made An Xin want to strangle him.
"Yan Zhen!" An Xin almost bit the word off.
"That jar of osmanthus wine last time was really delicious. I bet your father still has a few more jars!" Yan Zhen pinched her...buttocks. The touch was warm, soft, supple, and elastic, delicate to the touch, stirring the mind and making one's heart flutter.
An Xin was completely enraged. If he really carried her home like this, how could she face her parents?!
"Let's talk this out!" An Xin was furious and her ears turned slightly red after her butt was pinched, but she tried her best to remain calm and suppress her anger.
"Speechless." Yan Zhen suddenly felt that she had found a way to deal with this girl. Hmm, this isn't bad...
"..." For the first time, I felt that this man in front of me was more troublesome than a difficult murder case!