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Chapter 66 Habits Are Terrible Things
Lu Heng suddenly shuddered, "I got goosebumps all over because of you, it's really numb. You said that you have a good memory, but you don't remember what you should remember, but you remember these things very clearly. Come on, go and work hard. Waiting for your life to be shoulder to shoulder, I will obediently work for you!" After saying that, Lu Heng waved his hand and left.

Yan Zheng looked at his back, pursed his lips and smiled.Suddenly, a strange feeling flashed across his heart, and he searched for it intently, but the strange feeling disappeared like water entering the sea. bottom of my heart.

Lu Heng took away most of the people from the Anming Division who had just entered Xueliu Village in large numbers this morning. When Xiao Jiahe heard about it, he led his men to chase after him.

Yan Wanwan and the others fell behind instead, and when they arrived at the gate of Xueliu Village, they happened to see that Lord Rong was talking to Yan Zheng, and finally boarded the car with a smile on his face.

Qin Sihai looked at them, that reluctantly!It wasn't until Yan Zheng told him that he would send the paintings he had promised to him to his mansion in Shangjing in a few days, that he smiled again, and very graciously sent the couple to the carriage with good words. He never broke it, and promised that Chunzhi Pavilion would just go to his silk and satin shop for whatever fabrics it lacked. He said hello and signed a contract with Chunzhi Pavilion at the lowest price in the future.

The carriage wobbled away from Xueliu Manor, Yan Wanwan smiled at Yan Zheng, and said, seemingly true or false, "It seems that this time the Spring Weaving Pavilion has been blessed by my husband again, so it will save a lot of cost."

"Then as a husband, I would like to wish my wife a lot of money every day, and become rich and powerful. In the future, if my husband gets old, I might have to rely on my wife to support me." Yan Zheng also responded with two jokes.

Yan Wanwan squinted her eyes and smiled for a while, lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, looking at Xueliuzhuang gradually receding and getting farther in her eyes, she said with emotion, "Husband, the lives that have passed away for no reason in Xueliuzhuang How do you count?" People say that the geese leave their traces, and Jiao Si, who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, has four lives, so it's just that?

Yan Zheng put his hand on her shoulder, rubbed it lightly with two points of comfort, and looked away like her, gradually going away, half submerged in Xueliuzhuang among the green mountains and forests, his eyes were sinking like water, "In the beginning, the maid's death It was just to drive us away from Xueliu Village. Later, seeing that the situation was not right, he wanted to destroy the suspension bridge and trap us here to death, preventing what we were looking for and the person we were looking for from leaving the village. Those two people were dead men. There is a poison sac hidden in his mouth, and the craftsman who jumped off the cliff... These people are all related to the case that An Mingsi is investigating, but they are all just pawns. The only way to find out the truth of the case is to bring the mastermind behind the scenes to justice Only by law can we give an explanation to the lives of these few people in Xueliuzhuang."

Yan Wanwan nodded. In the final analysis, except for the maidservant of Xueliu Village who died innocently, everyone else was in the middle of the game, not innocent, including the one who died under her sword.After walking in the rivers and lakes for many years, it is not the first time for her to kill someone, but because it is not the first time, or because the other party deserves what she deserves, she can get used to it, or even feel at ease.But... She suddenly thought of something, and suddenly raised her eyes to look at Yan Zheng.

Why did he tell her that the two dead men had poison sacs hidden in their mouths, and they were destined not to go back when they came?Did he guess that she killed him?Is this a temptation, or a consolation?
"What's wrong?" Sensing her gaze, Yan Zheng asked softly.

Yan Wanwan shook her head, "It's nothing. It's just that we've been in Xueliuzhuang for a few days, and I'm afraid that there are a lot of things that have accumulated in Husband's Academy."

Yan Zheng looked at her slightly pale face, a dark shadow flickered under his eyes, and hummed, "I was just about to tell my lady, I'm afraid I'm going to live in the academy these few days, there are indeed a lot of things going on. I have to deal with..."

"Well, I see. Husband just do your work." She gave him such a big gift, so he should be busy.

When we returned to Chunhefang, it was already dark.First sent Xiangye back to Chunzhi Pavilion, the carriage turned around and returned to Fangxiyan Mansion.

Yan Zheng got out of the carriage, said a few words to Yan Wanwan, then got on the horse, and rode the horse through the night.

Yan Wanwan turned in the door, hearing the sound of horses' hoofs going away, her eyes darkened slightly.

Hopefully, this time, we can really make progress.

The summer night in the capital is still sultry and makes people panic.I don't know if it was because she slept in the mountains for two nights, and when she returned to Shangjing, she felt that the bed in Hechunyuan was not as cool and pleasant as before. It stands to reason that the man who is like a stove is not by her side. She should sleep better, but who knows that she tossed and turned on the bed like a pancake in the middle of the night, but she didn't even feel sleepy at all.

It's still the same bed in that room, and she's also drank calming soup, so why can't she fall asleep?
Yan Wanwan lay on her back in big characters, staring straight at the ceiling above her head, thinking, her inability to sleep may have nothing to do with the absence of the man, but tonight is hotter than the previous nights, and she There is something else in my heart.

Shao Yu... how can she get in touch with him?If he is, he should come to her, right?It should be, when he heard her call out that name that day, his performance was very clear.

It really is him.Xiao Rang... Yan Wanwan's heart was warm and astringent, and the corners of his eyes were slightly wet again.

At this moment, the door creaked, and someone crept in.

Listening to the movement, Yan Wanwan put her hands by her side very relaxedly, but she had already quietly accumulated energy in her fingertips.Since that incident, she had the habit of putting the dagger under her pillow when she slept, and she had really been on the alert for 13 years.After marrying Yan Zheng, fearing that he would find out, she didn't dare to put the dagger there anymore. At first, she was not used to it, and she searched for it several times, but it was all in vain.Now... ho!It can only be said that habit is really a terrible thing!

The curtain was pulled back, Yan Wanwan didn't make a move immediately, but luckily he didn't make a move rashly.

"Hey!" The person who opened the curtain lightly did not expect that the person on the bed was still awake. He opened the curtain and met his eyes. He was shocked, his almond eyes were round and his face was pale, and he took a picture after a while. Caressing his beating heart, he came back to his soul, "Why is Madam awake? Is it because the servants are quarreling with you?"

It was Musk Smoke. When he said this, he looked a little uneasy.

Yan Wanwan remained calm, "I haven't fallen asleep yet. What are you doing here?" She wasn't used to being served by others, so she wondered if Yan Zheng was the same, anyway, she didn't say it specifically, but since she From the first day they lived in Yan Mansion, these two maids would never enter the house unless they were ordered, especially at night.

"It's very hot tonight. Remembering that Madam is afraid of the heat, the servant girl heard the movement of turning over outside, so she wanted to come and fan Madam."

Only then did Yan Wanwan notice that she was holding a fan in her hand.

As if enlightened, she suddenly remembered something, "Could it be that you were the one who fanned me the night before?" Otherwise, how come I never felt hot when I slept here before?

(End of this chapter)