Nan Xun reached out to lift up Cuihuanâs small chin, smiling at her, âWhy, do you feel that your familyâs Niang Niang is too lecherous?â
Cuihuan shook her head for a while and quickly said: âNo matter what Niang Niang does, in Cuihuanâs heart, Niang Niang is the best Niang Niang!â
Nan Xun thought that the little servant girl Cuihuan was stupidly loyal. If she was this kind of adulteress concubine, Cuihuan is the kind of poisonous girl who helps to do bad things, the kind that threw rotten eggs.
However, Nan Xun needs Cuihuan as a loyal girl now, otherwise she wouldnât be easy to handle.
When Yan Han came over for the third time, Cuihuanâs eyes became more delicate, then she retreated without a trace, leaving the two behind in the courtyard.
Nan Xun ignored him, and Yan Han didnât disturb her.
After more than ten days like this, Nan Xun couldnât bear it.
This time, after practicing a set of sword techniques, she went over to the masked man.
When the masked man saw her approaching, his eyes brightened slightly and looked directly at her.
Nan Xun frowned, her tone impatient, âWhat the hell do you want? Youâre not afraid of bringing me disaster by constantly breaking into my Chi Mu Palace?â
Yan Han quickly said, âDonât worry, Iâve already memorized the patrol times and number of guards as to avoid them. Besides, your Chi Mu Palace is in a remote place and few people come here.â
When Nan Xun heard this, she couldnât help but sneer, âSo, are you mocking me that Iâm in the cold palace now, and that Iâll be miserable without any help?â
âYou know that I donât mean that!â Yan Han was a little annoyed.
âThen what do you mean?â Nan Xun looked at him blankly. âIf it was the life-saving grace from last time, then itâs not necessary. If you hadnât threatened Cuihuanâs life, I wouldnât have saved you. Even if I saved you later, I still got a reward. We are even now. If you are taking responsibility for what I said, itâs not necessary because I was just teasing you.â
âItâs just your wishful thinking. You think weâre even, but I donât think so.â The man said.
âYan Han!â Nan Xun angrily raised her sword to his neck in annoyance. âYou really think I wouldnât dare kill you!â
Yan Han wasnât afraid of the sword Nan Xun put against his neck. He clenched his fists slightly and said in a low voice, âThat jade hairpin is my Yan familyâs ancestral inheritance. Since you accepted it, you will be my Yan familyâs wife by default.â
Nan Xun was so angry that she immediately took the hairpin out from her sleeve and threw it back at him.
However, Yan Han didnât reach for it and the exquisite jade hairpin fell to the ground with a crack, breaking in half.
âItâs broken.â Yan Han said lightly, âDo you know how much this jade hairpin is worth?â
Nan Xun was furious. âItâs you who didnât catch it, what does it have to do with me?â
Yan Han kept staring at her and paused. After a long time, he said, âI donât want you to compensate me for it, I just hope you wonât drive me away.â
âDo whatever you want!â Nan Xun left after that sentence.
As she walked away, the corners of the manâs mouth curved slightly into an arc, somewhat cold, somewhat thin, somewhat sneering, but without the affection he showed before. A pair of dark narrow eyes flashed with a light, and the delicate silver mask on his face looked particularly cold.
The man turned around and leaped away. His tall and straight posture soon disappeared from Chi Mu Palace.
From this day on, the man who called himself Yan Han continued to visit Nan Xunâs Chi Mu Palace every night.
When Nan Xun practiced her sword dance, he stands quietly, staring intensely at her, saying nothing. When Nan Xun swings her sword, he would occasionally walk behind her and gently adjust her form with a push from time to time, so that she can swing higher with his efforts.
For a whole month it was like this, his gaze slowly changed, becoming even more intense with a simmering heat. Turbulent emotions hidden deep in his eyes.
Nan Xun practiced the Qin familyâs sword technique as usual, but this time, she made many mistakes in her series of strokes. One move was wrong, the other move was wrong. She stared at the sword in her hand in confusion and threw the sword onto the ground with a loud clatter.
âYao Yao.â Yan Han looked at her with concern, trying to get close to her.
âDonât come any closer!â Nan Xun shouted loudly at him, her gaze disorderly and complicated.
Yan Han saw that she has obviously lost self-control and his eyes quickly flashed over with a pure light. He sighed helplessly, âYao Yao, if you really donât want to see me. IâŠI wonât bother you in the future.â
With that, he left soullessly, his back looked a desolate and lonely.
Cuihuan, who has always been the witness to the twoâs feelings, couldnât bear it any longer. She came to Nan Xun and said in a small voice, âNiang Niang, Yan gongzi1 is so pitiful. Are you really driving him away like this ah?â
Nan Xunâs lips twitched. This little girl she had kept for so long turned her elbows out.
The void beast cried loudly, âYing, ying, ying⊠He looked at you so affectionately. His eyes were hot as fire as if he wanted to swallow you whole in one bite, but⊠the evil value hasnât fallen one bit.â
Nan Xun said casually: âIâm sure itâs because everything heâs doing is an act.â
The void beast continued to cry, âThen his acting is so good that he can become a film emperor.â
In fact, what it doesnât understand, is that he clearly felt the mood of the other party fluctuating. It was fluctuating more and more increasingly. Itâs just that, for a while, he was both happy and angry, so there was no reason why the evil value doesnât reduce ah.2
Nan Xun touched Cuihuanâs head and continued to display her acting skills as a concealed film empress. Her eyes were complicated and said, âCuihuan, you donât understand. Itâs impossible for me to be with him.â
Cuihuan stomped her feet angrily. âWhy not? Last time, Niang Niang told this slave that if you meet a man who treats you sincerely, you wonât be afraid to give the emperor a green hat. Now that good man is in front of us, but it turns out Niang Niang doesnât want him!â
âI did say this, but Cuihuan, have you thought about it? If the emperor ever finds out that I was involved with him, wouldnât that tyrant find an excuse to deal with the Qin family? Moreover, according to that tyrantâs character, he wonât ever let us go. Yan Han isnât his opponent at all.â Nan Xun said.
Cuihuan couldnât help but cry after hearing this, âIt turns out there are so many things troubling Niang Niangâs heart. Niang Niang, this slave didnât know, wuâŠâ
For the next few days, Yan Han stopped coming by. Cuihuan felt that her Niang Niangâs mood plummeted.
Her familyâs Niang Niang was reallyâŠmoved, but for the sake of the Qin family, for Yan gongzi, she had swallowed this feeling silently in her belly alone.
âNiang Niang, this servant saw a white lotus in the pond outside the Chi Mu Palace growing well. Can this servant pick some and put them on the windowsill for Niang Niang?â
Nan Xun was holding her chin in a daze. Hearing this, she replied âenâ in a lackluster tone.
But it didnât take long for Cuihuan to rush back with a flustered face, âNiang Niang, itâs not good! Not good! I heard from the guard who patrolled last night, that they caught an assassin in black!â