With a million soldiers, the empress begged me not to rebel

Chen Qingwan walked straight to Lu Yan's side.

There was a hint of sarcasm in the words.

"Oh, rouge and powder are nothing compared to real gold and silver."

Lu Yan made no secret of his utilitarianism.

"Miss Chen, how are the goods from Beijing? I'm waiting for the next batch of payment."

Chen Qingwan covered her mouth and chuckled:

"Lord Lu is really anxious."

"Don't worry, those 'weird gadgets' of yours are selling like hotcakes in the capital. The last batch was sold out the moment it arrived."

"I came here this time to discuss with you about shipping another batch over."

"That's fine, that's fine."

When Lu Yan heard this, he immediately became energetic.

The two walked to a secluded corner of the courtyard and began to discuss the specific details of the transportation.

"Master Lu, this time the goods should be more diverse and the quantity should be doubled."

Chen Qingwan said in a serious tone.

"The ladies in the capital are flocking to your products."

"If I can't supply them, I'm afraid they'll tear down my shop."

"No problem, I'll take care of it."

Lu Yan patted his chest and promised.

"As long as the money is in place, not to mention doubling it, even ten times is fine."

The two were chatting animatedly when suddenly, a hidden arrow flew through the air and headed straight for Chen Qingwan!

Lu Yan was quick-witted and quick-handed. He hugged Chen Qingwan and rolled to the side.

With a whoosh...

The hidden arrow was nailed to the pillar behind him, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling slightly.

The two men fell to the ground in a mess.

Lu Yan's hands were pressing on Chen Qingwan's chest, and the soft touch made his heart flutter.

Chen Qingwan's face flushed instantly, she pushed Lu Yan away and said angrily:

"Lu Yan! What are you doing!"

Lu Yan got up awkwardly and explained quickly:

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I'm trying to save you!"

Only then did Chen Qingwan notice that Lu Yan's arm was scratched and a trace of blood was seeping out.

"Are you hurt?" She asked with a hint of concern in her tone.

"It's a minor injury, nothing serious."

Lu Yan waved his hands and rubbed his scraped arm pretending to be relaxed, but he cursed in his heart:

Which bastard dares to mess with Tai Sui?

He narrowed his eyes and glanced calmly at the guests in the room.

Trying to catch a hint of something strange on their faces.

However, everyone looked as if it had nothing to do with them.

They chatted and laughed, and drank as if nothing had happened.

"Someone come here! Li Kui!" Lu Yan roared.

Before Li Kui arrived, a rough voice came over:

"Sir, what happened? Did someone offend you?"

When he saw the situation clearly, he was stunned.

Scratching my head, confused:

"Sir, what's going on?"

Lu Yan picked up the hidden arrow from the ground and looked at it carefully.

The arrowhead is a barbed triangle and is black all over.

It reflects a cold light under the moonlight and emits a faint fishy smell that is nauseating.

"Poisoned,"

Lu Yan frowned, rubbed the arrow lightly with his fingertips, and his words were as cold as the cold wind in December.

"This is for Miss Chen."

He passed the hidden arrow to Li Kui.

"Xiao Kui, put this thing away and secretly find out who did it."

"Don't disturb the people at the banquet, and don't alert the enemy."

Li Kui took the hidden arrow, put it to his nose and sniffed it, his expression becoming serious:

"Don't worry, sir. I'll do it right away! I'll definitely find out who's behind this!"

After saying this, he carefully hid the hidden arrow in his arms.

He turned around and disappeared into the crowd, like a swimming fish, silently moving among the guests.

His sharp eyes scanned everyone's actions.

Chen Qingwan was still in shock, her face was slightly pale, and her chest was heaving violently.

She looked at the wound on Lu Yan's arm, a trace of worry in her eyes:

"Master Lu, your injury..."

"It's okay, Miss Chen. How about you? Are you okay?"

Chen Qingwan's face turned pale. She shook her head slightly and took a breath of cold air.

"what happened?"

Lu Yan noticed something strange and his eyes fell on Chen Qingwan's back.

I saw a bright red blood flower blooming on her moon-white dress.

"It seems... scratched..."

Chen Qingwan bit her lips and endured the pain.

Without saying anything, Lu Yan picked up Chen Qingwan by the waist and ordered:

"Increase your vigilance. I will take Miss Chen back to heal her first."

After saying that, he hugged Chen Qingwan and strode out of the banquet.

After returning to the mansion, Lu Yan carefully placed Chen Qingwan on the bed.

He lit the oil lamp and carefully checked Chen Qingwan's injuries.

Although the wound was not deep, the black blood indicated that the poison had already invaded the body.

"Damn it!" Lu Yan cursed inwardly.

He took out the antidote he prepared from the medicine box.

He then took some clean water, dissolved the pills, and handed them to Chen Qingwan.

"Drink it quickly."

Chen Qingwan took the bowl of medicine and drank it all in one gulp.

The medicine tasted bitter, and she couldn't help but frown.

"This poison is a bit tricky,"

Lu Yan looked at Chen Qingwan with a serious expression.

"I have to suck out the poisonous blood, and then apply medicine to completely remove the toxins."

Chen Qingwan's face instantly turned red when she heard this, and her eyes dodged:

"This... How can this be so embarrassing... Men and women shouldn't touch each other..."

Although she was an empress, her body had never been touched by anyone since she was a child.

Not to mention such close contact.

Lu Yan looked at Chen Qingwan's shy appearance and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

This woman usually acts like a queen, high and mighty.

I didn't expect that she also had such a little girlish side.

He raised a wicked smile and approached Chen Qingwan, his tone ambiguous:

"Miss Chen, now is not the time to be coy. What's more important, life or face?"

"Besides, I'm just helping you heal your wounds, not taking advantage of you."

Chen Qingwan was embarrassed and annoyed by his words, but she was unable to refute him.

She knew that Lu Yan was right. Her life was at stake and there was no room for hesitation.

"Then...then be gentle..."

Chen Qingwan's voice was as thin as a mosquito and almost inaudible.

Lu Yan smiled and gently took off half of Chen Qingwan's clothes, revealing her smooth jade-like back.

The skin around the wound has turned black and blue, and the poison is spreading.

He took a deep breath, leaned down, put his lips on the wound and sucked gently.

Chen Qingwan's body trembled violently, and a numbing sensation spread from the wound to her whole body.

As soon as Lu Yan's warm lips touched her body, she felt an inexplicable throbbing.

She bit her lips tightly, not daring to make any sound, for fear of being heard.

Lu Yan sucked the poisonous blood bit by bit, and raised his head from time to time to spit out the dirty blood.

His movements were gentle and focused, as if he were handling a precious work of art.

Chen Qingwan's breathing became more and more rapid, and her cheeks became redder and redder.

She felt as if her body was on fire and was extremely hot.

A strange feeling spread in her heart, making her feel at a loss.