After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

After she said this, everyone was silent for a moment, even Yan Huaiyin was stunned for a moment.

Left Prime Minister Liu Qingyun.

"How could it be Lord Liu?!" Xu Zhi asked stupidly while holding a lantern beside him.

He retorted subconsciously: "It can't be the leftist!"

"How is it impossible?" Chen Ying raised his chin, looked at him and said coldly.

She escaped all the way from the south of the Yangtze River, her clothes are messy and ugly, her hands and face are full of chilblains from the midwinter, but at this moment, her back is straight, her brows and eyes are full of coldness, and she actually has the embarrassing look of the former noble lady of the Hou family. Staring at her with dignity: "Liu Qingyun is greedy for the money and people my father gave me and my younger brother to stay in Jiangnan."

"Relying on my weakness as a woman," Chen Ying said calmly, "he slaughtered all the people in my Jiangnan mansion and took my younger brother hostage, trying to rely on him to operate the private guards my father left for me. I didn’t think that the manipulation would fail, so I killed my brother on the spot.”

"None of the officials in Man Jiangnan dared to say a word. It's ridiculous that Liu Qingyun's hand has been stretched so far. Man Daqi thought he was some kind of upright official and virtuous minister." Chen Ying sneered, and pointed at Yan Huaiyin and his party one by one. , "I couldn't beat the drums in the south of the Yangtze River to complain, so I risked my life and came back to the imperial capital to try."

"Master Yan," Chen Ying turned around and looked at Yan Huaiyin, her eyes were like torches, "Little girl was the first to come to you, I ask you, you can beat the mighty Nanyang Marquis Mansion, how dare you act like that?" Tell the virtuous and famous ministers praised by everyone?"

Chen Ying is forcing him, using the Nanyang Marquis Mansion that Yan Huaiyin brought down by himself to force Yan Huaiyin.

In the past, Yan Huaiyin brought down the Nanyang Marquis Mansion for the sake of justice in the world, and now he is going to fight against Liu Qingyun again for the sake of justice.

In the silence that was far away, Yan Huaiyin smiled lightly.

With a cheerful smile in his voice, he asked Chen Ying slowly: "Miss Chen came all the way to Huacheng, did someone chase after her? When she came to my mansion, did she tell other people?"

Chen Ying was taken aback by his two questions, and didn't react for a while.

"Looks like it's gone," Yan Huaiyin held back his smile, and the pupils under the long eyelashes smiled gently, "Then I killed Miss Chen here, and it seems that no one knows about it."

After he finished speaking, Chen Ying's face turned pale instantly.

She fled all the way to Chaohua City, full of resentment, hatred towards Liu Qingyun and Yan Huaiyin. After entering the city, she ran all the way without telling anyone. still alive.

She was dead in front of the world.Yan Huaiyin killed her at this time, but no one knew.

Chen Ying slowly scanned around the people in the courtyard—all of them were the confidantes of this thin young man.

Her face turned pale again.

Chen Ying was like a bird whose wings had been nailed by an arrow. After being nailed, a group of hunters surrounded her, so shivering that she had nowhere to escape.

"Let's make a bet," Yan Huaiyin saw that her lips were trembling, and her brows and eyes became more gentle, "I will prepare a room for Miss Chen. If Miss Chen dares to live here, I will dare to check on Liu Qingyun."

Chen Ying looked at him, and saw that Yan Huaiyin didn't look at him again, and turned back to the house.

After he entered, Lian Qing stepped forward and looked at the dirty Chen Ying: "Miss Chen, do you want to stay overnight?"

-

After Jiang Lian came out of the palace, it was already midnight. When his carriage passed through the hustle and bustle of Zhouqiao Night Market and arrived at the main street of Yan Huaiyin Mansion, he looked up and saw a small lantern lit in front of the gate of Yan Huaiyin Mansion. .

The lantern guided him into the mansion, Jiang Lian walked through the small front yard with ease, and entered the back yard, and saw that the light in the central room was still on.

Under the dim light, Yan Huaiyin stood there with a soft light shining on his face.

He didn't wear a mask, revealing the deliberately concealed complexion, which was actually a little whiter than snow under the light, but it wasn't cold, but so soft and greasy that it dazzled the eyes.

And the eyes and eyebrows were full of laziness, and the faint tiredness dissipated a little after seeing Jiang Lian.

When Yan Huaiyin saw Jiang Lian, she blinked at him. Jiang Lian was like a scholar whose soul was captivated in a storybook, walking towards him willingly step by step until he stood in front of him.

Jiang Lian blocked the cold wind from Chaoyan Huaiyin: "Why don't you go inside?"

"Wait for you," Yan Huaiyin's voice was mixed in the cold wind and snow at night, it was cold and pleasant to hear, "and think about something along the way."

Jiang Lian hummed, bent slightly and hugged him, and the two hugged each other in the dim light under the blue tiles.

He is taller than Yan Huaiyin, and with such a hug, he was embraced into his arms. For a moment, the coldness of the winter night was cut off, and the next moment when the warmth came, Yan Huaiyin was kissed on the tip of the ear, Jiang Lian's voice echoed It sounded in his ears: "I haven't seen you all afternoon, I want a reward."

Yan Huaiyin's ears were itchy from his kiss, and she couldn't help but want to raise her head to hide for a while, but Jiang Lian took advantage of the emptiness and walked all the way down her ear, all the way to her neck.

In the end, Yan Huaiyin reached out to push his chin: "Jiang Lian."

Jiang Lian raised her eyes, looked into his eyes, thought of something, and suddenly smiled.

There was rarely a smile on his face, Yan Huaiyin was taken aback for a moment, and just about to ask him, he heard Jiang Lian say, "Was you looking at the snow just now?"

When Yan Huaiyin heard him ask this question, she raised her eyes to look at him: "That's right."

"Your Highness, when you think about things, you can't see anything." Jiang Lian smiled wider, and pressed the corners of his cool eyes with her fingertips, "You didn't pay attention to Snowflakes, but now yours There is me in the eyes."

After being stunned for a moment, Yan Huaiyin smiled, and took the initiative to hold Jiang Lian's hand, without refuting his words: "Let's go, it's snowing heavily, let's go into the house."

After the two entered the room, Yan Huaiyin roughly told Jiang Lian about Chen Ying.

Jiang Lian looked through the window at the dark and silent hut on the east side of the yard: "Is Chen Ying in there now?"

"Yeah," Yan Huaiyin sat on the bed, she was already in the underwear she was about to fall asleep in.He pulled out the hosta that bound his hair, and the flowing hair poured down his body, "I frightened her, and left her here in fright."

Jiang Lian closed the window, returned to the bed, sat down beside Yan Huaiyin, took the jade hairpin with his hand, and put his messy hair back into order: "Do you believe what she said?"

Yan Huaiyin did not hesitate: "I don't believe it."

"Liu Qingyun was single-handedly picked up by me back then," he slowly explained to Jiang Lian, "He is the kind of person that scholars all over the world imagine they should be."

A great scholar, a man of great strength.

Scholars have their own selfish desires, so they cannot become saints.But Liu Qingyun has no selfish desires.

He is a living saint.

"He has done many things," Yan Huaiyin lowered his eyelashes, "he is a person who truly does things for the people, and is called a living Bodhisattva by the people."

Jiang Lian rested his chin on the top of his head, and played with Yan Huaiyin's slender fingers with downcast eyes. Hearing this, he smiled and said softly, "Liar."

He pinched Yan Huaiyin's finger bones: "Tell me to see how much truth you have in your mouth."

Yan Huaiyin smiled and avoided Jiang Lian's finger stretching towards his lips.

"I was wrong," he held Jiang Lian's wrist, turned his head to look at him, "I won't lie to you."

"I doubt Liu Qingyun."

If she had no doubts, she would not have kept Chen Ying. A girl who could be bluffed at the slightest fright would not be able to defeat Liu Qingyun.

It was precisely because of suspicion that she was kept in the mansion, and she was kept under the nose, lest Liu Qingyun kill people and wipe out her traces.

What he said just now could fool many people, but he couldn't fool Jiang Lian.

Yan Huaiyin sighed slightly at this moment: "If what Chen Ying said is true, Jiang Lian, the road ahead will not be easy."

Jiang Lian gave a low hum, and hugged him even tighter. The two sat on the bed, watching the snow that was flying outside the window together.

The snow falling all over the sky was temporarily stained with a layer of yellow when passing by the shaking lights, and then disappeared in the silent night in an instant.

In Zhaohua City, where thousands of lights are lit, at this moment, there are countless people like them who are looking at Luoxue like this.

Jiang Lian passed through Yan Huaiyin's fingers with five fingers, and clasped his hand tightly: "Ayan, when I was young, my mother would tell me, "Don't worry, your father and I will be happy if our family encounters any difficulties." will figure it out." "

"I knew at that time that a couple should be like this," he hugged Yan Huaiyin, and inserted her tightly into his arms. When he spoke, the vibration in his chest was transmitted to him closely against Yan Huaiyin's back, "Enjoying happiness together for a lifetime, more We must suffer together, watch the clouds roll and the clouds relax, or ride the great rivers."

It's all scenery.

After a long time, Yan Huaiyin turned around in Jiang Lian's arms. He knelt in Jiang Lian's arms, lowered his head slightly, and most of his curly hair fell on Jiang Lian's arms holding him, like seaweed clinging to a rock.

With a clear smile under Yan Huaiyin's long eyelashes, he looked at Jiang Lian: "It's really difficult, so let's think of a solution together?"

"Okay." Jiang Lian clasped the thin waist of the person in his arms, and his voice was low.

There will never be anything like Nanyang Houfu happening again.

-

Chen Ying didn't sleep all night.

Lian Qing brought her into this room, and found a doctor for her to treat the wound. After Chen Ying changed into clean clothes and applied good medicine to the wound, Lian Qing stopped guarding the door.

Only Chen Ying was left in the room.

She didn't dare to sleep, so she just hugged her knees and curled up on the bed, watching the dawn rise from the window little by little.

With hindsight, Chen Yingcai felt that she could no longer stay here, she had to go out, and there were more things waiting for her to do.

Chen Ying thought so, but the door of the room was pushed open.

The glaring light came in, and Chen Ying squinted his eyes because of the light, and when he opened it again, he saw a person coming in from the door.

Yan Xiuqing carried the mahogany box, walked to the bed with a smile, and put it on the table beside the bed.

Chen Ying stared at her movements vigilantly, then shrank back again, pressing her back against the wall.

She remembered this girl, she looked younger than herself, she was obediently standing next to Yan Huaiyin yesterday, tied with a red string in a double snail bun, her beautiful appearance would only appear in pictures of ladies.

She is a non-threatening person, but Chen Ying is extremely uneasy at this moment, even a single Yan Xiuqing is enough to make her lose her head.

"Don't be afraid," Yan Xiuqing looked at her with a smile, "I'll bring my sister food."

She reached out to open the mahogany box, and the smell of hot rice immediately filled the room.

Chen Ying smelled the aroma of the glutinous green vegetable and lean meat porridge, and couldn't help swallowing.

She ran all the way and hadn't eaten a hot meal for more than two months.

Seeing her frightened look, Yan Xiuqing pushed the mahogany box towards her, took two steps back, blinked, and said with a smile: "Sister, are you hungry? Eat quickly."

Chen Ying never wronged herself, she sniffled and calmed down quickly.She glanced at Yan Xiuqing, took two steps forward, touched the porridge bowl with her hand, and was about to pick it up and drink it.

As a result, when the person lowered his head, he was stunned there.

Beside the warm porridge bowl and the delicate dishes containing side dishes, a shiny dagger lay quietly.

After realizing the function of the dagger, Chen Ying fell into an ice cellar and couldn't move for a while.

Yan Xiuqing's voice sounded again, the girl was only [-] years old, and her voice was full of sweetness: "Why doesn't sister eat?"

After a long time, Chen Ying raised her head, looked at Yan Xiuqing with a pair of lacquer-like eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Is this what you mean, or is it Yan Huaiyin's?"

"Brother is weak and fell asleep early." Yan Xiuqing tilted her head, and the begonia flowers on the hairpin by her temples flashed a lustrous light, "Why don't I come to deliver meals to my sister."

This answered Chen Ying's question.

"Sister, don't be afraid. I've been thinking about it. I came here to find you this morning. I came up with a way to break the formation for you." Yan Xiuqing walked to her bed with crooked eyebrows, "If I were my sister, Definitely not staying here any longer."

"I will find a way to meet Master Zuo Xiang, let him know that I am still alive, and then let him watch me and come back to my brother's residence."

"In that case," Yan Xiuqing blinked, "The first person Zuo Xiang wants to kill is brother."

She bent slightly and approached Chen Ying with an innocent expression: "Sister, am I right?"

Chen Ying's face was pale, she looked directly into Yan Xiuqing's shining eyes, her fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

This girl has a pure face on the surface, but she is really as cunning as Yan Huaiyin on the inside.

Chen Ying stared at her and said coldly, "Who is your sister? I don't have a vicious sister like you."

Yan Xiuqing wasn't angry either, she smiled a little bigger: "That's a pity."

She put her hands on the small table next to her, pinched the handle of the knife with her fingertips, and with a twist of her soft white fingers, she held the dagger in her hand.

Yan Xiuqing patted Chen Ying's face with the cold dagger blade: "Sister, it's best not to go out of this door."

The dagger slid down, and the tip of the blade lightly tapped Chen Ying's heart through the clothes. Yan Xiuqing smiled and said, "I haven't killed anyone. Even if my sister doesn't like me, I don't want to try my sister."

"I will kill you," Chen Ying looked at Yan Xiuqing who was close at hand, with a dagger pointed at her heart, she became more and more calm, "I will kill you and your brother one day."

Yan Xiuqing heard her words, but before she could answer, a voice came from outside the door, it was Yan Huaiyin calling him.

The moment she heard Yan Huaiyin's voice, Yan Xiuqing's expression suddenly changed, so that the atmosphere around her changed.

Willingly changed back to the appearance of a well-behaved little sister.

She put away the dagger, ignored Chen Ying, and walked out the door.

The moment before opening the door, Yan Xiuqing turned to look at Chen Ying, with excitement shining in her eyes.She smiled and said softly: "There are too many people who want to kill my brother, and you are the first one who wants to kill me."

"Sister, come and kill me," Yan Xiuqing tilted her head, "I will always wait for my sister to come anytime."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and opened the door to leave the house, only to see Yan Huaiyin standing in the yard.

Yan Xiuqing jumped up to him in two steps, and said with a smile: "Didn't brother sleep more?"

Yan Huaiyin patted her head: "What are you doing in her room?"

"I saw that she was covered with injuries, and felt a little pitiful, so I brought her some food." Yan Xiuqing pulled Yan Huaiyin's arm, rolled her eyes, and began to howl at the top of her voice, "My dear brother! Your sister is going to die soon. starving!!"

"Someone is here," Yan Huaiyin said with a smile, "How about going to meet and have dinner?"

He thought for a while, and then told his younger sister: "Although Chen Ying looks pitiful, I planned the Nanyang Marquis Mansion. I'm afraid she will hurt you. Next time you want to deliver food, remember to have someone accompany you, okay? "

Yan Xiuqing nodded obediently, and asked Yan Huaiyin with a smile, "Brother, who came to our house?"

Yan Huaiyin paused for a moment: "Master Zuo."

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