Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

"I came to Wen Qian to really break off the engagement, but because of what you said, I decided to leave the decision to Wen Qian. If she doesn't want to marry me, I will break off the engagement automatically. If she... "

Mr. Yan looked at the eight-tailed red fox and said seriously, and suddenly saw a trace of a red dress beside the rockery.

He was so shocked that he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and had no choice but to move his eyes upward along the hem of the skirt. Slowly, the pretty face that looked a little deserted appeared in his eyes.

She regained her consciousness in those deep and bright black eyes, and then lowered her eyes again: "Wen Qian."

Wen Qian walked out of the rockery and looked stunned for a moment when she saw Mr. Yan exuding a gentle and jade-like temperament.

Although Mr. Yan was wearing a flame mask and could not see his face clearly, it was the first time that she saw a true ladylike boy in the world of female lords.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, one should be full of vitality, but the whole person is filled with a heavy silence, which makes people feel pity!

Yes, it’s pity!

Wen Qian never dreamed that she, a girl who controlled her appearance, would feel pity for a faceless boy.

"We'll talk about our affairs later!" When Wen Qian said this, she couldn't help but become gentle.

"Okay." Young Master Yan quickly stepped back several steps when he saw Wen Qian quickly stepping within three feet.

Wen Qian's eyes paused, and then she looked at Nanao on the rockery with a dark expression... Huh?There are eight tails!
Although the eighth tail is only the size of chopsticks, there are indeed eight tails.

snort!No matter how many tails it has!

If I remember correctly, this red fox told me so cutely and innocently last time that his name was... Chijiu.

But Chi Jiu's cold aura towards Mr. Yan just now, and the few times he got along with him, were two completely different faces.

So, Linghu Chijiu was acting with her and deceiving her?

cheat! !
The most taboo thing in her life is being deceived!
Unfortunately!This spirit fox stepped on her taboo!

"Are you Chijiu, the Linghu of Buzhou Mountain? Then your cultivation should not only be at the peak level of Qi training on the surface, but also can be transformed into a human form! Then you cover up your identity and cultivation and come to me to do whatever you want. What?"

Wen Qian squinted at Chijiu, the seven...eight-tailed spirit fox, with murderous intent hidden in her eyes.

She has not forgotten that Li Mo disappeared in Ruiguang Temple!

The information the host Zhou Yan told her was: the last person to see Li Mo was this eight-tailed fox.

I originally thought that the person who detoxified her was Li Mo, but now that I know the true identity of the eight-tailed fox, the person who detoxified her at Ruiguang Temple might not be Li Mo, but the spirit fox Chijiu!

Thinking of this, my mood suddenly became extremely unpleasant, and I asked again: "Tell me! What are you doing here with me?"

"I...I came to you without any purpose. I was just curious about you, a mortal with your own vision."

Chijiu shook his head in embarrassment, with a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes, and then changed the subject: "Wen Qian, please break off your engagement with this bad guy, he is not suitable to be your husband!"

"He is indeed not suitable to be my husband, because I, Wen Qian, have no intention of having a husband before I marry my real husband!"

As soon as Wen Qian said these words, Mr. Yan behind him turned pale and lowered his head even further.

Chijiu, however, smiled happily and said excitedly: "Wen Qian, are you telling the truth? If you don't marry a real husband, you won't marry a husband?"

Wen Qian looked at Linghu in surprise and asked, "Does it have anything to do with you whether I marry a real husband or not?"

"Of course it does matter. I, Chijiu, have been... yours for a long time. That day at Ruiguang Temple, I was the one who used my innocent body to remove the poison from your body!" Chijiu nodded happily, his eyes sparkling brightly. His fox eyes were full of joy.

"Ha! Why should I believe you?" Wen Qian's face showed sarcasm, but a hint of cunning quickly flashed across her black eyes.

In fact, she believed Linghu Chijiu's words, but she had to have evidence, right?
"You! You don't believe me?" Chijiu's voice trembled. He looked at Wen Qian in horror and tried to explain: "It's true. If you don't believe me, you can ask...Ask Master Zhou and Master Jieyuan of Ruiguang Temple." At this point, Chijiu's fox face turned red: "Also, my eighth tail only grew after my first practice with you!"

"Oh!" Wen Qian said softly "Oh" before starting to chase people away: "You can leave!"

Seeing Wen Qian's cold expression, Chi Jiu suddenly had a bad premonition: "You... you don't plan to marry... marry me?"

"You voluntarily saved me, why should I marry you? Besides, when you saved me and chose to leave without saying goodbye, wasn't it just to do good deeds without leaving your name? Since you don't want me to know, it means you didn't ask for anything. The one who repays…the fox.”

When Wen Qian finished speaking and was about to turn around, she seemed to think of something. After bowing to Chijiu, the spirit fox on the rockery, she said with a righteous look: "Don't worry, I will definitely tell the world that the spirit fox in Buzhou Mountain is sacrificing himself for others. A good spirit fox, you must not have evil thoughts and hunt it privately!"

"You...stop!" Chijiu looked panicked. Looking at Wen Qian who was about to leave, he immediately jumped from the rockery to the ground.

Wen Qian waved goodbye to Chi Jiu behind him and walked towards Mr. Yan step by step, about to step within three feet.

Mr. Yan's expression on the opposite side changed and he said loudly: "Wen Qian, stop! You can't come close to me..."

Wen Qian shook her head: "You are the husband I chose when I was a child, so naturally I am not afraid of getting close to you!"

"But I am..." Mr. Yan's voice was bitter.

Wen Qian walked towards him again.

"What are you doing? Stand still and don't move!" Mr. Yan suddenly glared and was about to step back.

Wen Qian didn't say anything, she just accelerated forward and was within three feet in an instant. She smiled and said, "It's already too late!"

Mr. Yan, who was always good-tempered, immediately shouted angrily: "You, how can you still laugh?"

When Wen Qian was three feet away, he longed for Wen Qian to step within three feet.

But when Wen Qian really stepped in, she wished she could quickly retreat three feet away.

But Wen Qian not only didn't give in, but also got closer and closer step by step.

Wen smiled slightly and asked: "Master Yan, how about you and I go to the study to discuss the matter in detail?"

"Didn't Jinliu and the others tell you about me?" Mr. Yan looked confused.

"They talked a little vaguely. They just said that you were the person I wanted to marry when I was a child. They also said that they couldn't come within three feet of you. This made me not want to listen anymore, because I want to hear what you have to say!"

Wen Qian made an invitation gesture again and said solemnly: "You are the person I want to marry. Then I don't want to hear others judge your quality. I want you to say it yourself. Only then can I believe what you say!"

"You, you don't understand, I am... am..." Mr. Yan shook his head in pain, a bitter taste spreading in his heart.

Wen Qian was already standing in front of Mr. Yan, holding his sleeve: "Don't let outsiders see the joke, come to the study with me!"

Young Master Yan looked at the encouragement and tenderness in Wen Qian's eyes, and his excited expression returned to normal. When he saw Wen Qian actually holding his sleeve, his face turned red, and waves of warmth flashed through his heart. He nodded subconsciously: "Okay."

Wen Qian's eyes flashed with a faint smile, and she released her hand at the right time, taking the lead and walking ahead.

From time to time, she would look back at Young Master Yan behind her, fearing that he would not be able to keep up with her pace.

Mr. Yan was a little disappointed because of Wen Qian's letting go, and he followed Wen Qian, seeing her taking care of him so caringly.

His depressed mood improved immediately, and when he thought of Wen Qian's cold words to the spirit fox Chijiu, he had extravagant hopes in his heart.

Maybe... Wen Qian is willing to marry him after hearing about his specialness!
(End of this chapter)