After traveling through time, I stole all over the three realms

The familiar voice was gentle and tender, as if it was saying some love words.

Shen Mian's heart skipped a beat. She turned around and saw a dusty young man in purple clothes, with his long hair tied into a high ponytail. His narrow peach blossom eyes were filled with smiles, and he was staring at her intently.

Behind me was the inky sky, and as the window opened, a hint of grass and tree scent flowed in.

Yan Liang shifted his gaze to Wei An, smiling: "Ah, a guest is here."

Shen Mian curled his eyes: "You're back? Come in!"

Wei An looked coldly at the uninvited person who jumped into the house swiftly, sat down very naturally and poured himself a glass of water.

"Oh, Mianmian, this is your fault." Yan Liang suddenly said, "Why don't you prepare some good tea for a distinguished guest?"

Wei An's heart tightened and he looked at him quietly, only to meet his smiling gaze.

Wei An only felt that there was more inquiry in that gaze, although it was smiling, it was extremely sharp.

His heart beat faster and he suddenly had a very bad feeling.

"Distinguished guest? Who?"

Yan Liang tapped the table slowly, his mouth curling up even more: "The famous genius of the Southern Yan Empire, the Fourth Prince Wei Yun, isn't he considered an honored guest?"

With a loud bang, it was as if a thunderclap fell in Wei An's mind.

He unconsciously took two steps back, his hands clenched tightly, his face turned pale, and he didn't even know what expression to make.

Shen Mian now knew why Yan Liang came looking for her as soon as he came back.

She glanced at Wei An lightly, then smiled and said, "The fourth prince of the Nanyan Empire is willing to stay by my side and serve me tea and water?"

"Of course the fourth prince of the Southern Yan Empire can't do that." Yan Liang supported his face with one hand, half-closed his eyes lazily, and said jokingly, "But Wei Yun, who killed his father and brother, usurped the throne, and is wanted by the entire Southern Yan Empire, doesn't know."

"I didn't!" Wei Yun yelled, lowered his head, clenched his teeth, his lips trembling, but he didn't know how to tell them the truth.

The past was vivid in his mind, and the unbearable memories flooded into his heart like a tide, making it hard for him to breathe.

All the truth, accusations, and explanations were stuck between his teeth. He rolled his throat up and down twice, and in the end he could only repeat: "I didn't..."

Shen Mian showed a rare look of surprise on his face. Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, the news was really explosive.

She opened her eyes slightly and asked Yan Liang with her eyes: Is this true?

Yan Liang just blinked at her, then put away his smile and looked at Wei An: "You can't stand this? It seems that your character is not as strong as the princess's."

Wei An... no, it should be Wei Yun.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Liang: "Have you seen my sister? How is she?"

"Not good." Yan Liang said calmly, "Anyway, it's a thousand times worse than your current life."

Wei Yun's eyes were red. He looked at Yan Liang and was silent for a long time. Then he looked at Shen Mian with red eyes: "Miss, I am indeed Wei Yun, but I did not do those things. The one who really usurped the throne was Wei Zhuo."

Speaking of this name, he gritted his teeth and then said,

"I lied to you before, it's my fault. I just ask you to trust me and help me once, okay?"

Shen Mian glanced at Yan Liang. This guy was smiling with his lips but not his eyes.

Shen Mian spread her hands: "I am just a young lady from the Shen family. I don't have the ability to help a prince of an empire regain the throne, right?"

"Miss can't do it, but Mr. Shen, the Shen family can." Wei Yun walked closer and looked at Shen Mian with his head slightly lowered. "Wei Zhuo is cruel and cold-blooded. It will not be good for the other vassal states if he becomes the emperor. If the Shen family can help me go back, when I find evidence that he killed my father and brother and usurped the throne, the world will not tolerate him! Miss... help me, okay?"

When he spoke the last few words, he even started to cry, and his voice trembled slightly.

Before Shen Mian spoke, Yan Liang stood up first and walked between the two of them, meeting Wei Yun's vigilant eyes with a half-smile: "It's okay that the Fourth Prince has a bad heart, but his eyes are not good either. The one you should beg is me."

Wei Yun curled his lips slightly: "You have already achieved your goal of exposing my identity and making the young lady feel alienated from me. What else do you want to do?"

"Make... a deal."

"That's enough." Shen Mian waved his hand. "I have long guessed that your identity is not simple. Now Yan Liang is here just to give a definite answer. Let's stop talking nonsense. Yan Liang, you spent so much time going to Nanyan, you should be able to find out more than just this, right?"

Yan Liang sighed softly: "Mian Mian is so heartless, I just came back to say a few words, and you think I talk too much."

After saying that, he looked at Wei Yun again, his eyelids slightly raised, with a little laziness: "I can help you return to Nanyan and help you regain the throne. In exchange, you have to give me something."

"How can you help me?"

Yan Liang chuckled and raised his eyebrows: "It's my problem. I haven't introduced myself to the Fourth Prince yet. Young Master of Wanxiang Auction House, Yan Liang, do you have the capital to make this deal with the Fourth Prince?"

Wei Yun had a look of surprise on his face. He had long known about this mysterious auction house that was spread all over Nanyan. He also knew that what Wanxiang Auction House lacked the least was money and information. He didn't expect that the wild man in front of him who often ran into his lady's boudoir in the middle of the night was the rumored young master of the auction house?

"It turns out to be Young Master Yan." He straightened his expression and asked, "What do you want?"

Yan Liang spoke word by word, unlike the previous jokes, his tone was full of seriousness: "I want the fragments of the Taichu Order."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yun frowned and stared at him for a long while before saying, "Deal. The Taichu Order is in the palace. Apart from my father and my brother, I am the only one who knows about it."

"That couldn't be better." Yan Liang shrugged, "But it would be difficult for a man with damaged tendons to regain the throne."

Wei Yun said nothing and did not comment.

Yan Liang gently tugged at the corner of Shen Mian's clothes.

Shen Mian crossed his arms and glanced at him, then said to Wei Yun: "The Tian Ning Dan and Xiu Yuan Dan can replenish your tendons and veins, and the Xuanjie ninth-grade Xi Sui Dan can restore your original tendons and veins strength to the greatest extent. With the repair prescription I gave you, you can restore your tendons and veins, but your cultivation cannot be restored."

"But since you have practiced before, I'm sure you will be able to practice faster again. It depends on whether you have the perseverance."

"It's very painful to repair broken tendons."

Wei Yun raised his head, his eyes firm, his deep pupils revealing a desperate determination: "I can, thank you Miss."

Shen Mian handed him a pill recipe: "If you have a chance, please help me find these spiritual medicines in the Nanyan Royal Family. Also, what does the Taichu Order do?"

Wei Yun was surprised, but he curled his lips unconsciously: "Those who gather all the Taichu Orders can open the seal of the Demon Realm."

The room suddenly fell silent. Yan Liang glanced at Wei Yun coldly but said nothing.

Shen Mian finally said, "I understand. You go back first and have a good rest."

Wei Yun turned and left, took a few steps, and then suddenly stepped back. His dark jade eyes were filled with tenderness, and his tone was firm and serious: "Miss, although I was sold as a slave by Wei Zhuo, I never regretted meeting you. The previous concealment was a last resort. If there is any help I can provide in the future, I will definitely do my best."

Shen Mian stepped forward, stood on tiptoe and touched his head: "Okay, got it. I hope to see you again in the future. You will be the emperor of Nanyan now."

"Miss will be leaving tomorrow... I..." He hesitated, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Can I hug you?"

Yan Liang stood up in an instant.