That night, Song Ning was still a little uneasy after the stimulation of the day. She realized that her safety was not so guaranteed.
As soon as Song Ning rested, footsteps could be heard outside.
"Miss Ning!" Jin Wencheng's voice came. Song Ning immediately sat up from the bed and asked, "Mr. Jin, it's so late, are you okay?"
Jin Wencheng said: "I feel that what happened during the day is a bit strange, so I want to have a chat with you, Miss."
Song Ning said: "Okay, just wait a moment!"
Soon Song Ning got up and got dressed. The maid Xiaolan was in the same bedroom as her, but the maid slept on a small bed.
Song Ning and Xiao Lan left the bedroom together.
Jin Wencheng was respectful outside.
Afterwards, a group of three people came to the side hall and took their seats. Xiaolan turned up the fire on the stove and made hot tea.
"Mr. Jin, please sit down!" Song Ning said.
Jin Wencheng said: "Thank you, Miss Ning!" Then he sat opposite Song Ning.
"Sir, what do you think is strange about what happened today?" Song Ning asked.
Jin Wencheng said: "The assassin today was so weird. When I thought about it afterwards, with his strength, it was impossible for Mr. An to block his palm force, but he could still be alive. But Mr. An recovered in the afternoon."
Song Ning's expression changed slightly and she said, "Do you mean that Zixuan is responsible for this?"
Jin Wencheng said: "I dare not make any assumptions, but this is indeed a big doubt."
Song Ning said: "But this assassin's cultivation level is so high that it is unimaginable. I don't have such a master around me. Where can Zixuan find such a master? Moreover, I can't think of Zixuan's motive for doing this."
Jin Wencheng said: "Today's assassin's cultivation is indeed good, but it is not necessarily clear how powerful he is." He continued: "It's just that he has a very powerful artifact on his body that can avoid our attacks.
Open. We caught him by surprise and fell into his way."
Song Ning looked slightly unhappy and said, "Sir, what do you want to say when you come to me so late?"
Jin Wencheng's expression remained unchanged and he said: "I was ordered to protect the young lady. Today is my dereliction of duty. I am not trying to shirk responsibility."
"No one will blame you!" Song Ning said.
Jin Wencheng said: "But my subordinates have the obligation to find out the ins and outs of the matter. If this is a simple assassination, then that's it. I am afraid that the thieves have other agendas."
"Do you think there is any conspiracy behind this matter?" Song Ning asked.
Jin Wencheng said: "I dare not make any assumptions!"
Song Ning was not a particularly good-tempered person, so she said: "Then what do you want to say? Sir, I am indeed tired today. If you don't have a clear idea, let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?"
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"Miss!" Jin Wencheng said with a solemn face: "This matter may be big or small. But my subordinates must express all the doubts in their hearts!"
Song Ning said: "Then you should tell me!"
Jin Wencheng said: "Yes, Miss!" He paused and said: "Let's first assume that there is something wrong with this assassin, and then, let's think about it, who actually got the benefit from this matter?"
Song Ning said: "Who do you think has benefited?"
Jin Wencheng said: "When this happened, we were all unscathed, and you were also unhurt. However, this incident made you burst into tears of gratitude to Mr. An. So, in the end, it was Mr. An who benefited."
"You still want to say that this matter is caused by Zixuan, right?" Song Ning said angrily: "Sir, Zixuan risked his life to save me. I will not allow you to slander him here."
Jin Wencheng said: "Miss Ning, you misunderstood. I don't want to slander Mr. An, but I just remind you that it is possible. I am just a reminder. If you think it is not possible, you can treat it as if my subordinates have not said anything."
"Okay, I understand, and thank you for reminding me." Song Ning said, "Now, can I go back and rest?"
Jin Wencheng immediately said in panic: "Miss Ning, I resign!"
The next morning, Song Ning got up and went to Huayinju to visit An Zixuan.
The sun is shining brightly.
Jin Wencheng and others are still accompanying him to protect him. This time, Jin Wencheng has been prepared, that is, if the assassin appears, he will no longer take the initiative to attack. The advantage of the assassin lies in the layer of golden light protection.
However, this journey was extremely peaceful.
After arriving at Huayinju, Song Ning and the maid went in. Jin Wencheng followed him in with three guards.
An Zixuan came out immediately. His face was a little pale, but there was nothing serious. At this moment, An Zixuan was dressed in white, handsome and elegant. When he saw Song Ning, he happily shouted: "Ning'er!
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Song Ning stepped forward and asked with concern: "Zixuan, are you okay?"
An Zixuan smiled and said, "Nothing's wrong at all. Your wound medicine is really good." He then said, "Have you had breakfast?"
Song Ning said: "Not yet, I'm just afraid that something might happen to you."
An Zixuan felt warm in his heart and said secretly: "Brother Lin really helped me a lot. How could Ning'er care about me so much in the past?"
"Then let's have breakfast together, in the Lotus Pavilion." An Zixuan said.
Song Ning said happily: "Okay."
Soon, An Zixuan asked his servants to put the breakfast in the lotus pavilion.
An Zixuan and Song Ning took their seats. Song Ning couldn't help but asked curiously: "Where is Mr. Lin? Why don't you see him?"
An Zixuan smiled and said, "Brother Lin is sleepy and hasn't gotten up yet."
Song Ning smiled sweetly and said: "It's already three o'clock in the morning, but Mr. Lin hasn't gotten up yet." She paused and said: "Let's wait for him, Zixuan, ask someone to wake him up. He got up late.
, I will punish him to compose poetry."
An Zixuan will never learn not to listen to Song Ning's words. Hearing this, he felt helpless and said yes. In fact, Chen Yang didn't get up, he just didn't come out on purpose.
Chen Yang didn't want to steal An Zixuan's limelight.
An Zixuan then said, "I'll call him myself."
Song Ning said, "I'll go with you." An Zixuan couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said, "What if he doesn't have any clothes on?"
Song Ning's face turned red and she said, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."
An Zixuan soon arrived in Chen Yang's bedroom. Chen Yang was sitting cross-legged and meditating. As soon as An Zixuan came in, Chen Yang said: "Zixuan, aren't you accompanying Miss Ning'er? Why did you come to me?" An Zixuan
She couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Ning'er asked you, and I said you were sleeping in. But she asked me to wake you up and have breakfast."
Chen Yang was speechless and said: "Who is still sleeping at this hour? You wouldn't say that I went out alone?"
An Zixuan couldn't help but slap his head and said, "I'm so stupid, I didn't think of this."
Chen Yang said: "Okay, I've been defeated by you, let's go."
An Zixuan said hurriedly: "But Brother Lin, please don't write poems today!" Chen Yang said: "Don't worry, I will only be responsible for being silly now, and you will be responsible for being handsome!" An Zixuan smiled and said: "Brother Lin is such a good friend.
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Afterwards, Chen Yang and An Zixuan arrived at the Lotus Pavilion.
"Miss Ning'er." Chen Yang walked up and called lightly. He wanted to be cold on purpose.
Song Ning smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, are you angry when you wake up?" Chen Yang smiled faintly and said, "Maybe." Then, he and An Zixuan sat down.
Jin Wencheng was always with him, and he suddenly said: "Master Lin, what were you doing yesterday?" He felt that Mr. Lin's eyes and figure were somewhat similar to yesterday's assassin in black, so he asked.
At the same time, Jin Wencheng looked at Chen Yang. If there was a trace of panic in Chen Yang's eyes, then he could be sure that this person was colluding with An Zixuan.
But who is Chen Yang and how could he be found out by Jin Wencheng? He chuckled and said, "I was wandering around in the Black Prison City yesterday. What happened?"
There was no trace of panic, but rather a bit of arrogance. This made Jin Wencheng somewhat doubt his own judgment.
Song Ning was also unhappy and said: "Mr. Jin, why are you asking?" Jin Wencheng immediately said respectfully: "This subordinate is just asking casually."
Song Ning ignored Jin Wencheng and said to Chen Yang: "Master Lin, you got up late today. I will punish you to write a poem using the morning light."
Chen Yang smiled bitterly and said: "Miss Ning, writing poetry is not as simple as eating and drinking. I have no inspiration now, so there is no way I can do it."
Song Ning couldn't help but feel disappointed. She looked at An Zixuan again and said, "Zixuan, what about you?"
An Zixuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was about to speak when Chen Yang said first: "When writing poetry, it's all about occasional inspiration, and good lines are made naturally. Miss Ning'er, do you think so?"
Song Ning smiled slightly and said, "Young master Lin is right. I am the one who is radical."
An Zixuan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Chen Yang then said: "I heard that Mr. An wrote a poem for Miss Ning'er. I wonder if I can appreciate it too?"
Song Ning suddenly said excitedly: "Yeah, I almost forgot, Zixuan, please take it out quickly, people can't wait to see it."
An Zixuan smiled slightly and said, "Okay!" Then he asked his servants to get the framed poems.
After a while, the scroll was brought over. Song Ning couldn't wait to open it.
As soon as she opened it, Song Ning was stunned.
This is obviously a particularly beautiful poem.
"You follow me, or you don't, my hand is in your hand, never give up; come into my arms, or let me live in your heart, in silence, love, silence, joy." Song Ning
She murmured, and then her face was filled with joy.
"Zixuan, I like it very much." Song Ning suddenly put the scroll away and said to An Zixuan: "Thank you!"
At this moment, her reaction was confusing. It seemed that she suddenly felt a little different from An Zixuan.
Logically speaking, she should be moved and shy.
An Zixuan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Chen Yang smiled slightly and said: "Miss Ning'er and Mr. An are a perfect match. Why do you two need to say thank you so much?"
An Zixuan also said a little unnaturally: "Yes, Ning'er, saying thank you is too harsh."
