Reborn as the Cinnabar Mole of the Prince of Beijing's Elite Circle

This disciple was Huang Renfeng's most prized student in his life, and also the child with the deepest and most complex thoughts.

May you leave behind old memories and live a peaceful life.

Ten characters were engraved on the upper right border of the painting. An Cinian gently touched them, her heart filled with an indescribable bitterness.

An Cinian, meaning "farewell to old memories, may you live a peaceful life," was the name given to her by Lin Ya, her mother, when she entered the Aikang Orphanage and wanted to change her name. She liked it very much.

"Thank you, Master. I really like it."

In this second life, she has gained so much. Xie Yu'an is my lover and husband, Lu Ye is my brother and confidant, Lin Shu and her family are my relatives, Shu Yunji and her friends are my friends, and Huang Renfeng and Wenbo are my teachers and mentors on different paths.

I really, really gained a lot of emotions, all the seven emotions and six desires; she lived like a human being.

"Your Highness, would you like to have a cup of tea?"

Huang Feijing shakily placed the tea in front of Xie Yu'an and uttered these words in a trembling voice.

"Am I scary?"

Xie Yu'an ignored Hu Chunchun on the side and immediately looked at Huang Feijing, who was sitting opposite him and was afraid of him.

He remembered that the last time he saw Huang Feijing, this man hadn't said he was so afraid. He hadn't done anything outrageous, so why was he being so distant?

"No, no, the Crown Prince is fine."

He shook his head and explained on the surface, but inside he was extremely flustered and couldn't help but complain about the man who spoke so bluntly and with such a judgmental tone.

My goodness, does the young master even realize how terrifying he looks with that stern face and harsh tone? He really should take a mirror and see what he looks like!

Xie Yu'an was speechless.

"Alright, alright, don't let my wife see you like this, or she'll misunderstand me again."

His tone was full of complaint and innocence; he didn't want his wife to think that all he did was threaten others.

If his reputation is ruined, it must be these people deliberately retaliating against him!

Not wanting to talk to Huang Feijing any longer, he waved his hand, got up, and turned to leave. Couldn't he at least avoid him if he couldn't get angry?

Hmm? What was that expression on the Crown Prince's face just now? And what was that tone of voice? Why did he detect a hint of grievance? What kind of magic does Miss An possess that can make the Crown Prince react like this...?

Thinking of this, Huang Feijing quickly shook his head again. "Pah, this is a matter between the young couple. We shouldn't gossip. Gossip can kill people."

At this moment, Xie Yu'an arrived at the entrance of the studio and looked at An Cinian standing in front of the painting.

The sunlight outside not only shines through the window onto the painting, making it appear clear, but it also reflects off An Cinian; his wife is very radiant.

It looks good no matter how you look at it.

Marrying a wife like this is the greatest blessing of my life!

Huang Renfeng smiled slightly at Xie Yu'an and continued to An Cinian: "Disciple, the exhibition hall called 'Ningqing' will open tomorrow. The owner is also a painter. I believe you will be happy to meet him. This is the invitation he asked me to give you. Go with Xiao Yu."

They will definitely be very happy, after all, they have been searching for An Cinian for so many years, with hope being dashed time and time again, but no matter what, they have never given up on finding An Cinian.

Hearing Huang Renfeng's words, I couldn't help but tilt my head, expressing my confusion.

For me? Do you know me?

However, since his master knew him, and his master must have a connection with the owner of that museum, he reached out and took the invitation from Huang Renfeng, nodding in agreement.

Upon opening the invitation, it didn't even specify who had invited her, but clearly stated that it invited Ms. An Cinian to visit the exhibition hall.

I was even more confused. How did he know my name? Everyone around me, whether they knew me or not, must call her Teacher Yan Yu, because no one except the people around her would know that her name was An Cinian.

Moreover, even if he had a relationship with his teacher, he had made it clear to his teacher before that he could not tell anyone her real name. Firstly, he just wanted to paint quietly, and secondly, he did not want anyone to find her.

Are all the people in Nancheng so mysterious? Like Mr. Pigeon on WeChat, they maintain a proper distance whether they are talking on the phone or sending messages, never overstepping the bounds, just like two familiar strangers.

Just as they were about to leave the old house, an uninvited guest arrived.

I heard the news early this morning, and rushed here without even going to the company. Finally, I got to see him again.

"Ci Nian, it's been a long time."

Xie Yu'an looked utterly wistful. Why was this person everywhere?

Qi Yan remained the same as always, her first words upon meeting him were always "long time no see." Did those four words have any special meaning? Otherwise, why would she always greet him like that?

"Do you know?"

Seeing Qi Yan greet An Cinian right away, Huang Renfeng's expression and tone were somewhat surprised. Did Qi Yan know something?

"Old Huang, you should know that we already know each other."

Qi Yan didn't look at Huang Renfeng standing to the side, and continued to speak to An Cinian in the same way. Xie Yu'an could clearly sense a hint of cunning on that face.

Men are very alert.

Huang Renfeng felt embarrassed upon hearing this. To say they knew each other was true; there was nothing wrong with what he said. Plus, with that other person present, their relationship was quite significant. However, the boy's temper remained as bad as ever. After all these years, he probably still couldn't let go of some things.

His gaze couldn't help but drift towards An Cinian. He hadn't expected that the person he had been searching for all these years would be so close. He realized he had become senile, only finding out after others had noticed.

Not only Qi Yan, but they too have been plagued by that nightmare for eighteen years, causing their three families to suffer in agony for so many years.

But nobody wants that to happen!

"Honey, let's go."

With so many people here, Qi Yan couldn't stop them.

An Cinian nodded, greeted everyone, and then, with Xie Yu'an's help, sat in the back seat. Shen Yuxiao put the painting in the trunk and then took the driver's seat to drive.

Through the glass window, these people quickly disappeared from their sight. Although they had anticipated when they came to Nancheng that Qi Yan would not let them go so easily after getting the news, who knew that they would catch up in less than a day.

Qi Yan turned around: "Old Huang, please clear out the tickets."

"Give it."

Qi Yan was satisfied with the affirmative answer. "Qingqing, I've thought about it for a long time. There are some things you can't escape. You have to learn to face them. You also have to stay in Nancheng."

But don't worry, with me here, those ungrateful old geezers will never lay a finger on you.

"Honey, have you heard of the exhibition's name? Something feels off about it."

An Cinian stared at the invitation in her hand, looking at both sides repeatedly. There was nothing wrong with it, nor did she feel uncomfortable, but something just felt off, something she couldn't quite put her finger on.

"Then we won't go." It was that simple. As long as An Ci Nian didn't want to, no one wanted to force her.

"No way, I already promised Master I'd go. The place Master mentioned must have its own unique features. Anyway, you're here with me, so I'm not worried." As she spoke, she stretched out her right index finger and poked Xie Yu'an's lower back.