After I stopped being a lady from a rich family, I fought all over the capital

Chapter 12: Man, You Are Making Me Hot

Upon hearing the voice, Yan Jun met Song Lan's eyes, and instantly became like a mouse seeing a cat, wanting to turn around and run away in panic.

But the moonlight tonight is as bright as daylight.

Yan Jun looked at that pretty and gentle face. When the corners of her lips were slightly curved, two symmetrical dimples were lightly carved on her cheeks. The silver moonlight fell flatly on her body, making the girl's skin look even colder and whiter.

The delicate flowers are reflected in the water, in full bloom.

It was rare for him to see someone so quiet and beautiful, and for a moment he almost forgot to blink.

Helplessly, he sighed in his heart, knowing that at this moment, the other party must have seen through him.

If I just turned around and left, it would be too deliberate.

"The girl is fine."

Yan Jun cupped his hands and politely said, "I am sorry for the offense."

He remembered that someone had asked him something just now, and he immediately replied, "Your Highness is so kind to allow me to go home and rest for two days."

He looked up at the sky and had to bite the bullet and continue making up stories: "I just had dinner with a few colleagues on duty and was about to go home."

It sounds very humble.

He tried to keep his face down, as if he didn't want anyone to see his appearance.

"My home is in Yuqianer Lane. From here, walk east for a few dozen steps, turn in and walk to the end." He answered every detail.

She just asked casually, why is this man reporting something?
Song Lan blinked.

It seemed as if this person saw a ghost when he saw her just now?

Is it an illusion?

She took a closer look at the man who had obvious marks, who was so fake and who was pretending to be well behaved in front of her. She felt confused and began to doubt her life.

Logically speaking, she was just a cousin whose parents had both passed away and who lived as a guest in a small sixth-rank official's house.

The person in front of him was a guard beside Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was very popular in the capital, whose status was even higher than that of the royal princes and who had military power.

At least he is an official.

There's no need to please her, right?
What's more - "You are too polite, Brother Guard."

Song Lan bowed slightly and said, "During the Spring Banquet, thanks to you, my lord, for helping me out and saving me from trouble. I have yet to thank you formally."

"The grace of saving my life should be repaid with a spring of gratitude."

"If you don't mind, I will host a banquet at Zuixianlou tomorrow and invite you to dinner. How do you think?"

The pretty girl blinked her eyes gently and her voice was as soft as the spring breeze.

If it weren't for the thick resentment that was so strong that it almost covered the entire city, Yan Jun would really think that this was a quiet, shy, gentle, harmless and polite little girl.

He couldn't help but sneered in his heart: What a good pretender!

But I was not prepared and accidentally said what was in my heart.

"Since you saved my life, shouldn't I repay you with my body?"

By the time Yan Jun realized what he had said, it was too late to take it back.

"No, I mean..."

He tried desperately to explain and make amends, but his mouth seemed to be stuck with glue and the more anxious he was, the harder it was to open.

"Uh?"

Song Lan was really stunned.

Promise yourself?

She blinked and looked at the man who was blushing and looking for a crack in the ground. She found it funny for some reason.

As for promising herself to him - she had an unfortunate marriage in her previous life, and had been married many times. She was also harmed by her relatives and became a ghost for two thousand years. She had worked in the underworld for two thousand years in vain. Her heart had long been as calm as water, and she no longer had any desire for love.

But, if this is what the benefactor wants...

Song Lan thought, it might not be impossible to marry the person in front of him?

After all, in her previous life, she caused someone to lose his life in vain, and even his body could not be buried in peace.

She owed someone her life.

This is cause and effect, and you have to pay it forward.

"If you want me to repay you with this, um, that's fine."

Song Lan thought seriously, "It's just that I haven't officially cancelled my engagement with the Zhang family, nor have I severed my ties with the Xie family. If I marry my benefactor now, I'm afraid it won't be appropriate." "It will also affect your reputation. How about you wait for me for a while?"

"Also, you are now working in the Princess's residence. Do you need to report the matter of marriage to the master and let the master arrange it?"

Before he could finish his words, the person in front of him had already fled in a hurry.

But the direction he was running in was not right, and there was a dead end ahead, so he had no choice but to turn back.

When he met Song Lan face to face again, his feet slipped and he fell on his butt.

“Ouch…hiss!”

Yan Jun regretted that this mortal body was too weak and fragile.

He looked up and met Song Lan's eyes, then quickly lowered his eyelids, pretending to be polite and humble, he stood up, stood still, and bowed.

"I was too quick to speak and was rude to you, young lady. What's the point of calling you a benefactor? You've embarrassed me."

"The young lady was in trouble at the Princess's Spring Banquet. It was my fault. It is my duty to save her."

"The girl didn't blame me, and even pleaded for me to avoid punishment. In terms of gratitude, the girl is indebted to me..."

Yan Jun sensed something was wrong and wished he could bite off his tongue.

There are so many things to say, why do you have to say you are indebted?

Isn't this the whole process again?
"No, I mean-"

Song Lan blinked: "Then you will pledge yourself to me?"

Yan Jun: ...

There's no need to be so obsessed with love and pledge your love to someone - right?

"It's getting late, why don't you go home? If it's late, I'm afraid your family will be worried."

Yan Jun changed the subject abruptly: "It's not safe to walk at night, I won't see you off!"

Having said that, he turned and ran away.

Song Lan stood there in a daze.

It’s unsafe to walk at night, so you won’t send me off?

Human words?

She raised her head and looked in the direction the man fled, and unexpectedly her eyes met with the man who was peeking out of his dog at the corner.

Yan Jun:!!!
What should I do? What should I do? I really want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Song Lan chuckled softly.

Thinking of the love stories that those infatuated men had told her in the past, she seemed to understand something.

Is he trying to - accept the offer?
That probably means he likes the method of forcing himself on others.

Song Lan stood where she was, looking at the half piece of clothing that was left at the corner, revealing an evil smile as if the storyteller was performing the domineering emperor's strong love in front of her.

Good job, man, you got my attention!
Yan Jun leaned against the wall in the corner, not daring to breathe too heavily.

He dared not move, sticking to the wall until dawn, but still did not feel the breath belonging to Song Lan disappear. He made up his mind and stepped out, intending to confront the man directly.

"Song..."

Turning the corner, Yan Jun was stunned at the sight of the deserted street in front of him.

What about people?

Song Lan had already arrived at Liu Yueniang's home, squatting on a large tree in the yard, listening to the rustling of leaves in the wind - and the flashing of swords approaching quietly.

"Who are you!"

"Why did you break into my house?"

The young man's shout seemed ferocious, but he sounded like a paper tiger, weak and with a trembling voice.

"Are you seeking wealth?"

"I can give you all the money, as long as you don't--" hurt my mother.

Before he could even say what he wanted to exchange for, the young man cried out heartbreakingly, "Mother! Mother!"

Song Lan squatted on the tree, looking at the thin boy who was kicked to the ground by the visitor, and sighed in disgust.

It seems that one of her "husbands" in the Zhang family in her previous life is a little weak now!
(End of this chapter)