"Yes, I was wondering the same thing, but when I went to check, the fire was so bad that we couldn't even find the source of the fire."
Meng Wan frowned even more. Strange, this matter was too strange. How did the fire get started out of nowhere?
Prime Minister Meng was still talking about those who were implicated, including the Third Prince, who was in charge of the matter. It was said that the Emperor had severely reprimanded him and ordered him to properly handle the aftermath within a specified period.
But Meng Wan no longer cared about how he would be punished, because the whole thing was so strange that she couldn't figure it out.
Returning to the Bamboo Pavilion with a heavy heart, her joy was gone. She went into her boudoir by herself, and because she was absent-minded, she didn't even notice that there was another person in the room, who was leisurely taking a nap on her soft couch.
She only snapped back to reality when that person suddenly spoke.
What came into view was a beautiful face. Because it always appeared unexpectedly like this, she was not surprised at all. However, a thought suddenly occurred to her.
"Last night...did you do that?"
"Hmm." He wasn't surprised she asked that, and he nodded without hesitation, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.
Meng Wan frowned and slammed the door shut: "Why? Why did you do this?"
"Isn't this what you hoped for? You left the manor last night, that must have been your purpose, right?" Although the tone was questioning, the attitude was very firm, as if he saw right through her.
Meng Wan was now unsure whether to nod or try to distance herself from the situation. Biting her lip, she said, "What I do is none of your business! Who asked you to meddle?"
"Didn't I already say that your business is my business? I'll do what you want to do for you. What's the problem with that?"
He spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, but Meng Wan was speechless.
He did it for her (Part Two)
"Didn't I already say that your business is my business? I'll do what you want to do for you. What's the problem with that?"
He spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, but Meng Wan was speechless.
Revenge was her own business, and she didn't want to involve others. Although he had spread rumors last time, it was only out of desperation. Now he had actually set a fire...
She really didn't know what to say.
The man didn't seem to want to dwell on the matter. Seeing that she didn't speak, he finally sat up, took something out of his pocket, and handed it to her: "Take this."
Meng Wan glanced at it; it was a small whistle. She became even more puzzled. She didn't reach out, but just looked at him and asked, "Why are you giving me this?"
“This one is called Blood Kite, and this one…” He took out another one from his pocket, “This one is Blood Sacrifice. These two are a pair. In the future, when you need me, just blow on the Blood Kite, and I will sense it and appear in front of you as quickly as possible.”
Meng Wan was stunned. Even though she didn't know him at all, his concern still made her lose her composure.
Why was he being so good to her? She hadn't done anything particularly special!
Before she could react, the man had already grasped her hand and simply placed the Blood Kite into it. He then held it up and made her blow on it. Sure enough, the Blood Sacrifice made a sound, as if it contained some special mechanism.
Meng Wan was even more startled. The object in her hand was icy cold. She tightened her grip, glanced at it, then looked up at the man and finally asked, "Who... are you? Why are you being so nice to me?"
A series of questions elicited a smile from the man, his handsome features almost otherworldly: "I like you, so I want to protect you. Can that be my reason?"
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After he left, Meng Wan started to space out again, clutching the blood kite in her hand, her mind filled with his words.
'I like you, so I want to protect you. Can that be used as a reason?'
Such a simple sentence, spoken so lightly, made her feel dizzy.
Having lived two lives, in the previous life, Huangfu Qian had also said sweet words to her, but now, looking back, they were all just meaningless and boring words, and not a single one of them was out of genuine concern for her.
But this man, even though they've only met a few times, told her he liked her and wanted to protect her. Isn't that a bit ironic?
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Meanwhile, on the opposite side of Dongbai Building, at the shore of Dongbai Lake.
The lotus pond, once lush with flowers and leaves in summer, is now reduced to withered stems and broken leaves, its former charm of holding dewdrops long gone.
A cold wind gently sways the withered leaves, shrouded in a light mist, as if quietly recounting their former beauty, or softly weeping for their current decline.
A thin layer of ice had formed on the calm lake surface, covered with a thin layer of snow, like a winding white ribbon stretching to the sky.
A man in black stood by the lake, gazing at a remote island on the other side of the lake. He glanced behind him before lifting his foot, lightly stepping across the frozen surface of the lake, and leaping away.
Covert Protection (Part 1)
A thin layer of ice had formed on the calm lake surface, covered with a thin layer of snow, like a winding white ribbon stretching to the sky.
A man in black stood by the lake, gazing at a remote island on the other side of the lake. He glanced behind him before lifting his foot, lightly stepping across the frozen surface of the lake, and leaping away.
On the other side of the lake, however, the scene is quite different. The once connected lake waters are now separated, and a quiet alleyway leading to a small island is faintly visible.
The island's center consists of five interconnected pavilions, with the largest pavilion sitting in the center and smaller pavilions symmetrically surrounding it, resembling an exquisite water palace or a giant lotus flower blooming on a clear lake.
Two rows of countless lanterns were arranged, making the surroundings incredibly bright.
On either side of the path was a turquoise lake, different from the surrounding area. The water was a clear, deep blue, and water birds flew low over the surface. Even more remarkable were the reeds along the water's edge, which were a vibrant green, just like in spring and summer, swaying gently in the breeze.
Puyang arrived swiftly, disappearing into the courtyard deep within the grass. He circled around but couldn't find a soul. Just as he was wondering where his master had gone, he stepped out of the study and saw a flamboyant figure walking toward him.
Pu Yang cursed inwardly, having run into this transvestite as soon as he returned.
Although reluctant, he still went to greet them. A fragrant aroma wafted towards him. Holding his breath, Puyang asked in a cold tone, "Where is my master?"
The newcomer was clearly used to the other party's impolite way of meeting. He smiled, and the red cinnabar mole under his left eye made him look alluring. Hua Jiuye said unhurriedly, "I'm a grown man. I can go wherever I want. How would I know?"