An Xin seemed not to have heard her at all and walked straight outside.
Her serious injury has made the already perplexing case even more complicated. If this drags on, who knows how many more people will die. The case in Fengxian Village must be solved as soon as possible.
Fengxian Village.
When they arrived, they discovered that the villagers were out of control and had all moved back. After the death of Niu Da, the villagers lived in peace. Some of the bolder ones thought that the deaths of the poultry were probably just accidents, so they were persuaded to return. However, they did not expect that the nightmare would happen again. Everyone who returned died overnight!
An Xin leaned against a big tree with a leaf in her mouth, her gaze falling lightly on the stiff corpse being carried. Suddenly, she made a bold decision: tonight, she would stay in Fengxian Village and find out what was going on!
far away.
Chu Feng looked at the girl leaning against the tree and said with a thought, "My lord, that seems to be Miss An."
Jing Lan's gaze sharpened slightly before landing on An Xin, instantly shimmering like a piece of jade reflecting light. He said calmly, "It seems Miss An has recovered."
Chu Feng fell silent for a moment. Recently, rumors about An Xin and the Right Prime Minister had spread throughout Dayi. The reason why An Xin stood him up that night was because she went to the Right Prime Minister's residence!
They occupied the Right Chancellor's room, slept in the Right Chancellor's bed, and even slept with the Right Chancellor's men...
The rumors were so offensive that only that woman seemed oblivious.
"Let's go over there," Jing Lan said calmly, and slowly walked over.
An Xin was pondering the arrangements for staying in Fengxian Village that evening when she suddenly noticed that everyone around her was staring at her. She frowned slightly. Could it be that the rumors had spread so widely that she had become famous overnight?
Thinking of this, An Xin couldn't help but curse, "Bastard!" and turned around, but was suddenly stunned when she saw the person behind her.
"Are you feeling any better?" Jing Lan smiled gently, her smile warm and gentle, as if a jade-like radiance flowed across her face.
Looking at that smiling face, An Xin thought to herself that the Left Prime Minister was indeed magnanimous; he must have received her letter of explanation. An Xin paused and said, "That night..."
“Miss An, there’s no need to explain, I know everything.” Jing Lan smiled faintly, looking ahead. “It’s just that the villagers of Fengxian Village were killed tragically, and the murderer has left no trace…”
An Xin paused for a moment and then said, "If this case isn't solved soon, who knows how many more people will die tragically? Tonight I will stay in Fengxian Village to investigate and bring the murderer to justice."
Jinglan was suddenly startled and said, "Stay in Fengxian Village? It's so dangerous here, Miss An, you absolutely mustn't..."
An Xin smiled nonchalantly and said, "If it's man-made, it's not scary. If it's ghostly, at worst we'll just die. It's nothing." Since the Left Prime Minister didn't seem to care about the broken promise, she didn't need to explain further.
Jing Lan's gaze flickered as she looked at An Xin, but she looked away and smiled faintly, "Miss An is truly remarkable and no different from other women. No wonder the Right Prime Minister favors her so much."
Upon hearing the name Yan Zhen, An Xin felt a headache coming on and casually said, "Yan Zhen... he's a bastard!" However, she felt it wasn't appropriate to say such things in front of others, so she stopped talking.
Jing Lan fell silent for a moment. Yan Zhen probably only allowed her to address Yan Zhen by her given name, and she was the only one…
An Xin was completely unaware of the emotional fluctuations of the person beside her. Her gaze fell on the distant mountain path leading to Duanfeng Mountain, where she vaguely saw a figure. Her heart skipped a beat, and without turning her head, she said, "Left Prime Minister, please make yourself at home. I have other matters to attend to. Farewell." With that, she quickly ran towards the mountain path.
Jinglan watched the departing figure, her eyes flickering like a faint flame on a piece of jade, which eventually died out.
An Xin felt as if her wound had reopened somewhere, but she managed to reach the mountain path despite the pain. On the path, a figure was slowly walking with a stone on his back.
An Xin stepped forward and said, "Brother!"
Perhaps because her call was so sudden, the person carrying the stone seemed to be greatly startled. The stone slipped from his hand and rolled down the mountain path.
An Xin suddenly frowned.
"You, you..." The man shrank back, looking nervously at An Xin, his gaze wandering, looking like a guilty thief.
An Xin said calmly, "Where are you going with that stone?"
The man was unremarkable in appearance, the kind of person who would disappear into a crowd. He looked to be no more than thirty years old. An Xin squinted and sized him up. The man seemed to feel his scalp tingling under An Xin's gaze and awkwardly explained, "I'm going... I'm going to the mountain... I can't stay in the village anymore, so I built a stone house on the mountain."
An Xin said calmly, "If we can't live in the village, then we can live in the mountains? How long has it been built?"
The man whispered, "The girl saw it right at the beginning..."
An Xin glanced at him for a moment, then said calmly, "It's not safe up in the mountains either, you should go back!"
The man immediately agreed and hurriedly ran down the mountain path.
An Xin turned slightly to the side, staring coldly at the person's back. After a long while, she turned around and looked up at the mountain.
The trees were lush and green, and from her angle, she could vaguely see the shape of the mountaintop. However, An Xin did not take another step forward. Instead, she turned around and went straight back to her residence.
Since returning to the mansion, Anxin has been staying alone in her room. Luzhu tried to ask her about it several times out of curiosity, but she couldn't find Anxin anywhere.
"Sister Dewdrop, has Sister Xin'er returned?" A voice came from behind. Dewdrop turned around and saw Jin'er.
After Jin'er came to the mansion, his relationship with Xu Ruolan grew closer day by day, and Luzhu gradually regarded him as a member of the family. The child had very good features and was well-groomed, making him quite likable.
"Miss is hiding in her room, I wonder what she's doing." Dewdrop was worried. The letter had been taken by the Right Chancellor, and she really dared not tell Miss. If Miss found out, she would surely be dead!
Jin'er was also afraid of An Xin. Just thinking about An Xin's cold and indifferent demeanor made him shudder. However, after not seeing her for a few days, he wanted to come and talk to her again.
Jin'er mustered her courage and knocked on the door.
An Xin's voice drifted in from inside the door: "Dewdrop, if you don't have anything important to say, leave. Don't bother me!"
Dewdrop felt a chill run down her spine, but then she heard Jin'er call out loudly, "Sister Xin'er, it's me."
An Xin, who was cutting clothes in the room, paused for a moment before remembering that there was a little oil bottle in the house. She turned around and casually opened the door. Jin'er subconsciously took a step back and stared at An Xin with wide eyes.
An Xin's gaze fell lightly on Jin'er's clean little face as she asked, "What is it?"
Jin'er hesitated for a moment, but still mustered up her courage and asked, "Are you feeling any better, sister?"
An Xin said, "Okay."