After Tie Lin left, Yan Rong sat in a chair, lost in thought. He picked up the tea on the table and poured it down his throat before he could calm down a little.
Yu'er!
He knew she had bad intentions! Why did he still fall for her?!
Damn it! I almost made a big mistake!
But, if she really knows martial arts, how can she hide it so well on weekdays? What's more, since she wants to assassinate King Yi, why does she have to do it after meeting her? What is her real purpose? 】
Yan Rong sighed!
It seems that he really doesn’t understand this “pillow person”!
While he was in a trance, Yu'er walked in gracefully with tea.
"Sir, you drank so much wine last night, please eat something to cushion your stomach first." She placed the tea on the table, as gently as ever.
Yan Rong looked at her again: gentle, virtuous, thoughtful, well-informed, and unable to find anything wrong in her words and deeds. It was really difficult to associate her with the assassin!
His eyes fell on her right arm, and he saw that she was moving freely, her clothes were clean, and she didn't look like she had been stabbed at all.
It seems that she has received professional training! - Yan Rong quickly came to a conclusion.
"Sit over here!" Yan Rong suddenly patted his thigh and decided to take the initiative.
"Guanren, you, what did you say?" Yu'er obviously didn't respond.
Yan Rong didn't let her think. He grabbed her right arm and pulled her into his arms, making her sit on his lap. But Yu'er's face only looked shocked, but she didn't feel any pain, and her right arm didn't even dodge.
Is she pretending to be so good? Or is the assassin not her? Yan Rong hesitated a little.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Yu'er's cheeks were slightly red, and she was shy and a little uneasy.
Yan Rong whispered in her ear: "Why are you so shy? Or do you like me to be more passive?"
"It's good that the officer likes me." Yu'er's eyes were like water, and her expression was charming and cute: "It's just that the officer has always been very alienated from the slave. Today is like this... the slave is a little flattered."
"I was wrong!" Yan Rong bit her soft earlobe and squeezed her right arm harder: "I just realized now that you are so beautiful!"
There is no trace of pain in Yu'er's delicate appearance.
This made Yan Rong think in his heart: If Yu'er was really hit by a knife, the pain would be unbearable. No matter how powerful a person is, there is no way he can have no reaction at all.
He decided to make a desperate move, picked up Yu'er by the waist, and walked to the bed.
"Sir, please don't do this. It's still daytime." Yu'er suddenly became frightened. She struggled hard, but she was still thrown on the bed.
Before she could get up, Yan Rong had already rushed over and trapped her underneath him.
"You took the initiative last time, let's change the game today!" Yan Rong's voice was low and beguiling, and he reached out to pull her belt.
"Officer, wait a moment." Yu'er grabbed his restless hand and looked at him with clear eyes: "It's not good to let the servants see it. I will definitely serve you well tonight, okay?"
Yan Rong slightly raised his lips and said jokingly: "This is not the first time for us, do you still want to play the game of refusing to welcome!"
As he spoke, he pulled down the curtain beside the bed with a wave of his hand, and a passionate kiss followed.
While Yu'er was still wandering between resistance and submission, Yan Rong's aura had enveloped all her senses, and she felt waves of dizziness.
"No, no." Yu'er refused, but her body was instantly ignited.
Just when she was confused and infatuated, she opened her eyes slightly and suddenly discovered that there was no trace of lust in Yan Rong's eyes. There was calm and self-possession in Yan Rong's eyes, but only suspicion and conspiracy.
She suddenly woke up, pushed Yan Rong away with all her strength, grabbed her messy clothes and ran out the door.
It’s indeed suspicious!
Yan Rong panted and stared at her back, determined to give it a try to the end!
A scream of "Ah!" suddenly came from the courtyard.
Yan Rong didn't even bother to put on his clothes and rushed out the door in three steps. At a glance, he saw a huge guard dog biting Yu'er.
His right arm refused to let go.
"What's going on!" Yan Rong was shocked, but he was too cruel to go to the rescue.
"Guard, save me!" Yu'er screamed in horror, not knowing how to resist.
Yan Rong frowned: If she knew martial arts, it would be no problem to take down this vicious dog! Is she pretending too well, or is she really innocent?
"Guardian! Help!" Yu'er's screams became more miserable each time.
The vicious dog bit at her arm, her bloodshot eyes glowing with hungry green light.
When the servants heard the shouting, they all ran over and saw Yan Rong standing still, a little at a loss.
"What are you looking at! Hurry and save people!" Yan Rong roared, and the servants immediately picked up the guy and rushed forward. Everyone worked together to subdue the vicious dog in a few clicks.
Yu'er was paralyzed in a pool of blood, unable to move, with only intermittent and weak groans of pain.
"Yu'er, how are you?" Yan Rong ran over and picked her up. His eyes fell on his right arm, which had been bitten by vicious dogs to a bloody pulp, and the bones were deeply visible. Even if there were knife wounds here, they are still there now.
Can't tell the difference.
"Get a doctor quickly!" Yan Rong tore off a piece of underwear, briefly bandaged her injured arm, and then carried her into the house.
The doctor came quickly, gave her the best medicine, bandaged her again, and gave her a few instructions before happily leaving with a piece of gold in her hands.
After experiencing such a terrible thing, Yu'er's face turned pale and she lay weakly on the bed, her eyes half-closed, and she gritted her teeth to endure the huge pain.
"Drink the medicine quickly. It won't hurt anymore." Yan Rong walked in with the medicine and sat beside her bed. Then he helped her sit up, took a spoonful of the medicine, blew on it, and brought it to her lips.
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"Just let the maid do this kind of thing." Yu'er forced out a smile, her voice was extremely weak.
"Drink it quickly. If you're hurt like this, don't be so verbose!" Yan Rong was a little excited, either because he was angry or because he felt distressed.
Yu'er drank the decoction obediently and her complexion improved slightly.
Yan Rong gently picked up her injured arm, looked at it, and said meaningfully: "It's so hateful!"
But Yu'er sighed softly: "Who would have thought that the guard dog that has been kept by my side would turn into a vicious dog that bites its owner. It's all my fault. I was so unprepared."
Yan Rong raised the corners of his lips and smiled coldly: "It's not your fault. Even the person next to you may not be able to see clearly, let alone a beast!"
"Sir, go and have a rest, you don't look good." Yu'er was injured but still cared about him.
Yan Rong twitched his lips: "It doesn't matter."
"I saw your friend coming and leaving in a hurry. Did something happen?" Yu'er asked with concern.
Yan Rong pursed her thin lips into a thin line, stared at her big innocent eyes for a long time, and then asked: "Yu'er, answer me truthfully. Have you known King Yi before?"
Yu'er smiled lightly and said: "How can I, a humble servant, know such a noble prince?"
"What did you mean by what you said that day?" Yan Rong sat down next to her, assuming an interrogation posture.
Yu'er smiled miserably and said weakly: "I haven't read any books, and I haven't seen any high officials, so I'm not very good at talking. It's my fault for embarrassing the officials."
"Ha." Yan Rongpi said with a smile: "These words come from a woman who can read "Historical Records" and has served the emperor. It is really not convincing at all!"
Yu'er raised a pair of bright eyes to look at him and said softly: "I know that the officials are always suspicious of me. I don't blame you. But I really have no other thoughts."
"Then why are you trying so hard to see him?" Yan Rong was still reluctant.
Yu'er sighed helplessly and finally said: "Sir, now that I have said this, I don't dare to hide it from you anymore."
Yan Rong sneered and said, "You know what you are doing."
Yu'er held his hand and said in a sad voice: "This slave is doing this for your own good. You are right, the emperor did send his slave to monitor you. That is because the emperor cares about you and is afraid that you will be implicated and ruined.
Great future!
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Yan Rong was puzzled: "Who will implicate me?"
"I am worried that King Yi will never let go of his hatred and will lead you to a path of no return sooner or later, so I want to test it." Yu'er looked at him and spoke sincerely.
Yan Rong gritted his teeth and said coldly: "You'd better leave my affairs alone!"
Yu'er stood up and said urgently: "You are my slave's husband. How can I not save my slave? Since you know that the emperor has spies around you, you should not do what he wants anymore. Once you and King Yi
If you make any move, I'm afraid the emperor's people will kill you before you can take action! So, why should you seek death?"
Yan Rong stared at her for a long time and then asked: "Since you are the emperor's spy, aren't you afraid of being punished for revealing such things to me?"
Yu'er smiled faintly and said softly: "It's just that the official is so kind, and I can't help but be attracted to you. So even if I want to betray the emperor, I won't hesitate."
Yan Rong raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a sneer: He would not believe a word this woman said. However, her reminder was true. It seemed that the emperor was still worried about him and King Yi, and had laid a dragnet and was waiting for them.
I took the initiative to jump in.
Regardless of whether she meant what she said today or not, he had to deal with it with full vigor! He should be more careful in the future!
As for whether she is an assassin, there are actually other ways to find out!
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The autumn wind rustled, blowing the chrysanthemums all over the capital. The stamens and floral fragrance were full of chill, and no butterflies came to collect nectar anymore.
The wine flags in the market were fluttering in the wind, the people in the capital were busy as usual, and the entire Shengjing city had been bustling with activity since early in the morning.
Yu Fengjin brought ten jars of new wine to the door of the village building. Standing in front of the door, looking at the place he had been to countless times, and thinking about how many times in recent days he had passed by but deliberately turned a blind eye, all kinds of feelings filled his heart.
The four gatekeepers were all shocked when they saw Yu Fengjin. They hurriedly walked up and bowed their hands: "Your Highness, the Young Gang Leader...has not come back yet." They carefully observed Yu Fengjin's expression.
Yu Fengjin had an indistinguishable look on her face, she just said lightly: "I know, is Mr. Murong here?"
The four people breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stepped out of the way to make way for them. They smiled and said: "Here he is, he is here! Please!"
Yu Fengjin nodded slightly to the four of them and slowly walked into the mansion.
I strolled through the courtyard until I reached the small garden of Xiulou, and then I suddenly stopped.
It was surprisingly quiet in the garden. From the half-open window on the embroidered building, waves of faint incense spread in the wind.
Looking at the plants and trees here: the leaves are turning yellow, the flowers are fading, and all the vitality seems to have lost its vitality because of Lu Ning's departure.
Yu Fengjin walked very slowly until she reached the stone where she had slept before slowly stopping. Then, she lifted up her robe and sat down.