Yan Zhen's fingers slowly and deliberately brushed across her skin. The way he did so made An Xin blush without her realizing it. Fortunately, she still had her undergarments, which, although they had been cut quite badly, were at least enough to cover her shame.
An Xin gritted her teeth and turned her face away.
Yan Zhen said lazily, "More than a thousand years ago, people used leaves to cover their shame. The way you dress now is much more reserved than those ancient people."
An Xin nearly vomited blood. How could someone from ancient times have the nerve to talk about those ancient people!
"Then what are you wearing? Why don't you just go streaking!" An Xin felt like her gaze was murderous.
Yan Zhen suddenly leaned closer to her and said, "You like it? I don't mind being naked in front of you. If you like it, I can be naked for you to see every day."
An Xin's face froze; "shameless" was an understatement to describe the person in front of her!
Yan Zhen looked closely at her furious eyes, which were dark and bright, seemingly always clear-headed, but at this moment they seemed to be so angry that all reason had rolled away.
Yan Zhen chuckled softly, concealing the heartache in her eyes, and said, "Apart from the scars, I can't see anything else. I can't even feel any attraction or physical desire."
An Xin grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
"Enough with the nonsense, change the medicine now!" An Xin shouted, almost in a fit of rage, but the tips of her ears inexplicably turned red again.
Yan Zhen placed her hand on An Xin's wound, and all of An Xin's anger instantly vanished in pain.
"Who did you offend?" A cold glint flashed in Yan Zhen's eyes. He had used many methods to investigate the person the Snake Gate Master mentioned, and he had actually found clues about him. Who was this person, so shrewd?
“It’s a woman!” An Xin endured the excruciating pain and spoke calmly, “A woman disguised as a man, wearing a mask.”
Yan Zhen's eyes suddenly turned cold: "A woman? Does Xin'er know who it is?"
An Xin took a deep breath and said irritably, "If I knew who it was, would I need to mention what mask she was wearing?"
Yan Zhen glanced at her and said, "You might recognize that woman, otherwise why would she use such methods to retaliate against you for no reason?"
An Xin paused for a moment and said, "I originally wanted to go to Duanfeng Mountain, but I was ambushed there. Could that woman be related to the murder case in Fengxian Village?"
Yan Zhen said, "It cannot be ruled out."
An Xin frowned again in pain, but Yan Zhen said, "If it hurts, just cry out. You don't have to hold it in."
An Xin shouted angrily, "Can't you be a little gentler?!"
Yan Zhen smiled faintly, her eyes sparkling, and said, "Yes, I will be gentler in the future."
An Xin wanted to stop talking to this jerk; how come everything she said sounded different in his head?
"You didn't meet that person before you found me?" An Xin wisely changed the subject.
"Those useless Snake Gate people were just being used by that person. Since that person is so careful, how could he possibly run into me?" Yan Zhen glanced at An Xin's thoughtful expression and said with a smile, "There's no need to think about torturing those Snake Gate people anymore, they're all dead."
An Xin's heart skipped a beat, and she stared at Yan Zhen, saying, "What?"
Although Yan Zhen was smiling, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "I wish I could grind them to dust and scatter their ashes. Letting them die like that would be too easy for them!"
An Xin uttered an incredibly childish question: "You killed someone!?"
Yan Zhen laughed and said, "Hmm? This case is very easy to solve. The murderer is the real culprit. You don't need to waste your brainpower solving the case."
Anxin's words conclude.
Yan Zhen smiled and said, "Your true form is justice, the justice of this world, and it must also be the justice in your heart, understand?"
An Xin's head started to ache again, and she almost gritted her teeth and said with difficulty, "You..." She was at a loss for words and couldn't find any adjectives to describe the person in front of her!
"The Serpent Gate has committed countless evils and caused untold suffering. My extermination of them is a good deed for the country and its people, and His Majesty will reward me." Yan Zhen's fingers landed on her waist, his fingertips casually scratching her. An Xin felt a shiver run through her body. "Even grotesque skin is beautiful... I'm quite tempted. Take good care of your injuries, hmm?"
An Xin felt a chill spread from her waist to her entire body. She turned around sharply and glared at Yan Zhen, saying fiercely, "Get out!"
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Qiuyue cautiously pushed the door open and came in. A pillow was thrown at her. She shrank back and whispered, "Miss An, it's me."
The master didn't know how he had offended Miss An. Every time he opened the door that afternoon, a pillow would be thrown at him. So the master specially ordered people to quickly gather a large pile of pillows and place them in front of the bed, so as to earnestly instruct him, "Miss An is in a bad mood and always likes to throw pillows. You don't need to pay attention to it."
Qiu Yue thought to herself, "This habit of throwing pillows is really a good match for an adult's personality!"
"What is it?" Perhaps because of the adults, Miss An's tone towards Qiuyue was also unfriendly.
"Miss An, the magistrate of Taicang sent some things for me to pass on to you," Qiuyue said cautiously.
An Xin's anger subsided abruptly, and she said, "Bring it in."
Qiu Yue immediately went over, and An Xin reluctantly got up, glanced at the bundle, and said, "Open it."
Qiuyue obediently untied the bundle, which was full of food, presumably all made by Xu Ruolan herself. Just as she was thinking this, she heard Qiuyue say, "The maid who came said that these were all made by Madam An herself, and that Miss should take good care of herself and not rush back to the manor."
An Xin sensed something was off: "What do you mean? Have Father and Mother misunderstood something?"
Qiuyue clenched her sleeves and said hurriedly, "No, no, how could Madam An misunderstand anything!"
An Xin's eyes turned cold as she said, "Speak."
Qiuyue took a step back and turned around, saying, "This servant has other things to do, so I'll take my leave first." Before Anxin could speak, she hurriedly ran out. Anxin bit her lip, her face looking rather pale. If her parents knew she was injured, they would probably be worried. Why were they saying to take good care of herself and not rush back to the manor?
She's currently in the Right Prime Minister's residence, occupying his room and sleeping in his bed. Could it be that rumors have already spread outside, leading people to assume she's even slept with the Right Prime Minister?
An Xin narrowed her eyes dangerously; she really wanted to chop up the Right Prime Minister!
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