An Xin paused for a moment before understanding the meaning of his words, and couldn't help but sneer, "Don't be too arrogant, or you'll end up losing your life."
Yan Zhen laughed and said, "Hmm? Who dares to play dirty tricks on me?"
An Xin choked and said with great admiration, "I almost forgot, when it comes to underhanded tactics, the Right Prime Minister is the most underhanded, the number one underhanded person in the world!"
Yan Zhen choked on her food and glanced at her with a wry smile.
After walking for a long time, they stopped in a very desolate place. An Xin glanced at the old building in front of her and saw a plaque with the three large characters "Baoyue Palace" written in regular script. Judging from the desolate state of the place, it must be a cold palace.
Yan Zhen casually pushed open the door. The hall seemed to have been neglected for a long time, covered with thick dust and cobwebs. He walked into the inner hall and stopped in front of a painting. It was a painting of a beautiful woman, extremely beautiful, like a fairy walking on water. Yan Zhen raised his hand and touched the woman's breasts. Then, he heard a "click" behind him, and a hidden door opened.
An Xin's lips twitched. Who came up with such a bizarre way of opening the door?! An Xin couldn't help but glance at Yan Zhen with disdain. Yan Zhen smiled and said, "Even when opening the door, one should maintain a certain elegance."
An Xin thought to herself: Charm my ass!
Once inside the secret passage, there was a long stone path. The candlelight flickered and the light was dim. As soon as the door behind us closed, the light became even dimmer.
After walking a few steps, Yan Zhen suddenly pressed her against the wall and leaned down to kiss her!
An Xin was startled, but she never expected his kiss to be so fiery and intense, like a raging wave, instantly overwhelming all her breath and... reason!
At this moment, Yan Zhen was no longer the lazy and languid young master he usually was. He was clearly an insatiable gluttonous beast. The kiss was so intense that An Xin's mind went blank. All she could hear was his faint, lingering fragrance, which stirred the sensitive parts of her body. A strange heat swept over her, like the rising tide, wave after wave. Just as they were about to reach the shore, her lips suddenly released their grip!
Yan Zhen suddenly opened her folding fan, obscuring half of her face, and her voice became slightly hoarse. In the dim light, it had a captivating beauty: "Let's go, baby. (Latest chapter of Playing with Korean Entertainment)"
An Xin whirled around from the brink of collapse, a nameless rage surging within her. She shoved him angrily and yelled, "What are you doing?!"
Yan Zhen smiled and turned to look at her: "What's wrong with kissing you?"
An Xin gritted her teeth: "Only a madman would argue with you!" The dim light concealed her bright red ears but could not hide her raging anger!
Watching her annoyed figure, Yan Zhen suddenly chuckled softly, then turned his head and bit his lip—it was so delicious that he almost couldn't resist! Darkness truly makes one commit crimes!
An Xin didn't stop walking and kept going forward. Soon she saw a brighter exit, but her pace suddenly slowed down. When she came out, her face had returned to normal, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuation.
Unexpectedly, the exit led to a huge dark room where a man in black was stripping a woman's body of her clothes. Given what she had just witnessed, An Xin's mind went astray for no reason, and the word "necrophilia" suddenly came to mind, shocking her so much that she shuddered.
Hearing the noise, the man in black turned around, and An Xin's eyes narrowed sharply—she knew that anyone capable of such a despicable act was no good! Especially someone with that face!
Ye Qi's hands trembled as he peeled off his clothes, and he stammered, "It's definitely not what you see..."
An Xin gave a cold laugh.
"Your Brokeback Mountain in your heart is actually... a complex taste. I really underestimated you." Yan Zhen's teasing voice came, and Ye Qi suddenly jumped down, smiling as he approached An Xin and said, "I do have a complex taste. I love to eat both raw and cooked food, especially..." The four words "unopened" were slapped into his stomach by Yan Zhen with a fan.
"Go and eat your corpse obediently, or I won't mind turning you into a corpse too!" Yan Zhen suddenly closed his folding fan and gave Ye Qi a cool glance.
Ye Qi immediately said seriously, "An Xin, keep your husband in check. You can't bully people like this!"
An Xin's lips twitched: "If you like it, I'll give it to you! Male-male is also good!"
Ye Qi's teeth ached: "Actually, actually Yan Zhen has been coveting me for a long time..."
Yan Zhen's face darkened.
Even though An Xin was usually calm, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, which made Yan Zhen's face even darker.
Ignoring Yan Zhen, who was about to kill, An Xin walked straight to the female corpse. Although the woman had been dead for a long time, she was still clearly a beautiful woman. No wonder Song Zhao was so infatuated!
The woman was lying on a block of ice, which is why her body was preserved intact.
An Xin flipped open the corpse's wrist, her gaze falling on the woman's palm, her eyes narrowing slightly.
Ye Qi leaned closer and asked, "Did you figure anything out?"
An Xin ignored him and casually flipped the hand over, revealing faint bluish-black veins on the arm. An Xin frowned, then looked at her lips and said indifferently, "Can you still pry her mouth open?"
Ye Qi asked, "You want to see her tongue?"
An Xin remained noncommittal.
Ye Qi said, "No need to look, I've checked, there's an injury."
An Xin glanced at him and said calmly, "It's my turn to investigate, not yours!"
Ye Qi's lips twitched, thinking to himself that they were indeed a couple, even their way of speaking was so similar... How wonderfully alike!
---Aside---
The term "baby" appeared very early in ancient times, even in *Dream of the Red Chamber*, so I won't elaborate further. (Group chat)
Chapter Sixty-Six: Beating a Dog When It's Drunk
--
An Xin stared at the stiff tongue, her eyes narrowing slightly. There was indeed an injury on the tongue, but… Song Zhao said he hadn't seen any blood in the corpse's mouth, which was strange. One must know that suicide by biting one's tongue usually involves either biting off the root and dying instantly, or dying from excessive blood loss leading to shock. Seeing that the woman's tongue was still intact in her mouth, it was clear she hadn't died from biting off the root; therefore, it could only be from blood loss.
“There’s a needle mark here.” Yan Zhen flicked her folding fan, landing on the woman’s wrist. An Xin’s eyes flashed, and she suddenly grabbed the woman’s other wrist. She had already checked and naturally found the needle mark there as well. The needle mark was black, and it looked like black blood had flowed out…
An Xin said in a deep voice, "This woman may be a victim of a conspiracy!"
Yan Zhen raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?"
An Xin said calmly, "The Ministry of Justice made a slight misjudgment. This woman died by suicide, but it was definitely not by biting her tongue. Instead, she used a poisoned needle to prick the blood vessels in her wrist. The poison is colorless and odorless. When it enters the human body, it can only be found in this tiny needle hole. If you are not careful, you will mistake it for a mole on the human body and ignore it. In fact, I also mistook it at first glance."
Ye Qi leaned closer and asked, "According to what you're saying, what's the essential difference between these two types of suicide?"
An Xin glanced at Ye Qi and said calmly, "There's a big difference. One suicide is entirely voluntary, while the other is truly coerced."