Ink Burns

Chapter 80 Leaning Over and Hugging

The man in black couldn't help himself, his pupils trembled slightly, and then quickly became silent, his eyeballs were like the dark brown pebbles at the bottom of a cypress jar, with a pool of slightly moving water on top, and a cold and expressionless look underneath.

The man in black regained his composure very quickly, but when his pupils trembled, Shan Yue keenly sensed a hint of murderous intent in him.

Many people rushed in from the outer room in an instant. Two stewards lowered the hanging Liu Hezhou to the ground. Several old women scattered to pack up things. Liu Huan had already changed into mourning clothes and a mourning cloth on her head and began to take care of the funeral of Old Master Liu.

Liu Huan stood in front of the wardrobe, turned around, and rubbed her eyelids vigorously. After rubbing her eyes red, she suddenly remembered something and told Manager Liu: "The secret guards sent by the Xue family have arrived at Songjiang Mansion to serve as a vanguard for Madam Zhu. I have settled them in Tingxuezhai, the outer courtyard. You should eat and drink well and serve them in the next few days. Remember not to neglect them. I just came here to discuss this matter with my father. Who knew..."

Someone looked over and Liu Huan choked up twice in response.

Manager Liu's attitude was even more respectful than when he was facing Elder Liu. He bowed and said, "Yes!"

There are secret guards in the mansion, and they are the secret guards of "Qingfeng".

In the cramped closet, Shanyue and the man in black stood in front and behind, feeling particularly crowded.

The man's hand hung loosely at the side of her neck. For some reason, he already had murderous intent in his mind - with such a big hand, he could strangle her neck with one hand and suffocate her silently in the closet like killing a chicken.

Why kill her?
Eight years of life and death ups and downs left Shanyue no time to think about the reasons, and he could only act quickly based on instinct.

Shan Yue lowered his shoulders and used his thin bones to quickly turn around in the cramped space, raised his head, and faced the man in black.

The two men were very close, and Shanyue almost crawled on the man's chest.

Shan Yue raised her face, her eyes like a burning candle, and one hand accurately grasped the man's right hand. She raised her head again, and the tip of her nose just touched the veil covering the man's face: "But you are not a painter."

Shan Yue's eyes explored and slowly moved to the man's cold eyebrows, like a hot picking rod, trying to pry open the watery eyes at the bottom of the man's jar to see what was hidden underneath.

"You are the one who said I was a painter; you are also the one who said I was not."

The man did not move, allowing Shan Yue to crawl with his eyes wantonly: "All the truths are in the girl's mouth."

Shan Yue let go of the man's right hand, and placed one hand on the man's chest, pursing her lips and smiling: "You have thick calluses on your knuckles, but the middle finger that actually holds the pen has only a thin layer of calluses. The calluses on the thenar of your right hand are as thick as those on the knuckles - have you always practiced the red tassel spear?"

The man's eyes remained motionless as he listened to the girl quietly.

"who are you?"

Shan Yue narrowed his eyes and smiled, "The eyes you painted are not the common techniques used by ordinary painters, and you didn't use the detailed red brushwork used in portrait painting."

The eyes were painted in a high-end way, but not realistically.

The most basic requirement for portrait painting is to be close to the original image, and avoid incorporating personal feelings into the painting.

——"You are not the real painter sent by Qing Feng. You replaced him and entered the Liu Mansion."

Shan Yue made a judgment on his own.

That day, before she returned to the flowers, the man left.

The purpose of his sneaking into Liu Mansion that day should be the same as today.

If eyes could be drawn, Shan Yue's gaze would have formed a cocoon on the man's face: "I won't report you, and you don't kill me, okay?"

The original sound of the mountain moon is like a dead leaf falling on dry land, cold, dry, and calm, with a subtle mockery hidden in it;
And this sound was the sound of heavy rain falling on banana leaves.

The hot, humid, muffled prayers symbolize entanglement.

The man glanced away calmly.

This was the third time he had seen her. The first time he had seen her eyes, beautiful as emeralds sunk under water, captivating.

The second time, I recognized her among the vast crowd of people praying with the help of these eyes. Fortunately, those beautiful eyes were the least noteworthy advantage of her.

The third time is now.

She was lying on him softly and bonelessly, one hand wantonly climbing up his chest from his waist with fingertips lightly tapping, like a nimble snake, and her burning eyes were her signal to warn of danger.

No, she stood on tiptoe and got close to his ear, and heard the faint breath from his voice, which was the retractable tongue of the poisonous little snake.

Xue Xiao controlled the expression in his eyes, but he couldn't control the trembling of his throat.

Probably to kill her.

She recognized him as the painter who appeared in Liu's house that day, and bluntly revealed his secret.
To avoid future troubles, killing her is the best option.

Xue Xiao tilted his head slightly, and his voice was as smooth as a straight line: "If I kill you immediately, you won't have the chance to report me - this reason is not valid."

Give me another reason.

Xue Xiao kept the rest of his words in his throat.

Shan Yue smiled again: "Really?"

Shan Yue slowly raised his left hand.

In his hand was a thin book folded into a small scroll!
Shan Yue stood up from him and immediately withdrew her burning gaze: "You sneaked into the Liu family several times for this thing, right? The last time you disguised yourself as a painter, was it to scout the Liu family in advance?"

"You chose to take the risk of entering the mansion today wearing a mask because you heard that the Liu family was going to send several secret guards from the capital, right? If experts come to help later, they will naturally restrict your actions." Shan Yue lowered his voice, but his tone was firm.

Light filtered in from the narrow gaps in the long partitions.

Shanyue shook the thin booklet that she had just taken out from the man's collar.

The cover of the booklet has turned yellow, and the scattered small characters have gradually faded.

You can see a few words written on it: ".. From the 23rd year of the Xianzong to the first year of the Zhaode era. List of people coming to and from the capital"

The booklet was neatly rolled up and tied with a red ribbon, and a "Green Phoenix" butterfly with its wings spread out could be vaguely seen from the cover.

Shan Yue raised the corner of his lips slightly: "You can kill me to protect yourself, but if I scream immediately, others will open the cabinet and find someone to steal the top-secret list of 'Qingfeng' recorded by Master Liu - you will never be treated as a petty thief and get away easily!"

Xue Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly.

So just now she leaned over him and held his right hand with one hand, just to judge what weapon he was using?
She leaned forward with an ambiguous attitude, her eyes lingering and passionate, just to make it easier for her other hand to reach for the stolen goods from his body?

He only remembered her smiling sincerely by the river, flirting tenderly with the skinny Doctor Cheng, her face lit up by the faint light of the river like the rising sun.

But they forgot that this woman who came from the Cheng family to the Liu Mansion was definitely not a simple character.

"Now that the Liu family's masters are here, even if you have a thousand martial arts skills, if you don't want to expose your identity, don't take risky actions."

Shan Yue had already returned to her usual icy expression: "If you don't kill me, I'll help you get out of the house. It's a win-win for both of us."

　That chapter will be gone after a little over one o'clock.

　　I will update early tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)