The vicious villain is in luck again

After entering the imperial capital, neither Xun'an, who was safe, nor Xunzhen, who was seriously injured, disappeared.

When An Ran asked about this, Ji Yunyang was sitting by the window.

He poured a cup of hot tea, which was filled with white steam. He picked it up and gently blew it away. After he estimated that the temperature of the tea was about the same, Ji Yunyang handed the tea to An Ran who was standing there.

An Ran raised her eyelids and looked at the tea that was still slightly hot. Then she looked at Ji Yunyang's expression and said, "I don't want to drink the tea you blew."

She said disgustedly, "It's all filled with your spit."

An Ran said, minding his own business and sat down opposite Ji Yunyang, took out the teapot and poured himself a cup again, placing it in front of him, fanning it with his hand and blowing on it in small sips.

Ji Yunyang was used to being picked on by An Ran. The hand holding the tea cup paused in mid-air for a few seconds, smiled indulgently, took it back and took a sip.

He crossed his fingers and placed them on the table in front of his chest, his eyes briefly falling on An Ran who was focusing on blowing.

An Ran fanned the fan for a while and felt that the surroundings were suddenly quiet, so she raised her head and met the eyes of Ji Yunyang who was staring at her intently.

His face was full of smiles, his eyes were soft and gentle, and filled with light and clear light.

Just like the wine in a luminous cup, one part is intoxicating and the other part is intoxicating.

The wind blew in from the window, passed through the two people looking at each other, and stirred up their loose hair.

The slender hair flew everywhere, fell to the bridge of the nose, brushed across the cheeks, and finally stopped at the lips.

I don’t know why, although the wind is moving, it seems like time has stood still.

An Ran felt itchy and pursed her lips unconsciously.

Then the still time was broken, and Ji Yunyang on the opposite side leaned over as if he had received some instruction.

He looked at An Ran, his eyes were like a soft cloud, wrapping An Ran carefully and comfortably, making An Ran temporarily lose the thought of moving.

This was a look Ji Yunyang had never shown before, without even the slightest hint of aggression.

Ji Yunyang's eyes moved down, focusing on her lips, or rather, the hair around her lips.

Slowly, he stretched out his hand, as if testing it bit by bit.

An Ran showed no reaction.

Ji Yunyang seemed to be encouraged, pressing his thumb on the corner of her lips.

Then his vision blurred, followed by a warmth on his body.

It's wet and sticky, and the fragrance of tea fills the nostrils.

Ji Yunyang's figure was fixed on the table.

He closed his eyes, retracted his hands, and turned to cover his face.

After wiping his face hard and throwing the slender tea leaves on the table, Ji Yunyang opened his eyes again.

The soft eyes no longer showed a slight coldness.

The quiet and ambiguous atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant.

An Ran sat upright and put down the empty tea cup. Seeing that Ji Yunyang had returned to his original expression, he tapped his fingertips on the table alternately and asked in a relaxed tone, "Are you awake?"

There was a hint of playfulness in the light breeze, as if she had just done something trivial, as inconspicuous as picking up a pebble and throwing it away.

Ji Yunyang almost sneered.

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

He took two deep breaths, suppressed the violent impulse in his heart to hit others, and then faced An Ran, who was smiling and nothing happened, and said word by word, through gritted teeth, "An Ran, are you sick?"

Although it was a sentence squeezed out from between the lips and teeth, the tone was extremely calm. _o_m

An Ran seemed not to notice Ji Yunyang's anger, pouting with a look of surprise on his face, "I'm helping you."

This time Ji Yunyang wanted to roll his eyes.

What kind of bullshit help? Why does he need her help?

Besides, who can help but throw tea in someone's face for no reason?

The remaining warmth on his face was still there, and the skirt of his clothes was already a little wet and uncomfortable because it was wet with tea. The wind that just blew made it even colder.

Ji Yunyang grabbed his collar and pulled it out, trying not to let it get close to his neck and chest.

His thoughts and mood this time are simply written clearly. (This chapter is not finished yet!)

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Even if An Ran didn't have the ability to read minds, she could see it on her face. She immediately defended herself, "It's unfair. I sincerely want to help you."

Ji Yunyang turned his head away, too lazy to listen to her nonsense.

This was the first time since he came to this small world and discovered An Ran, and he wanted to beat An Ran.

It was already incredible for him that he could still bear to listen to her nonsense.

Ji Yunyang was confused, where had the sweet, cute, soft little girl gone?

And although she was delicate and soft in the past, she had an extremely tough temperament. No matter how badly injured she was, no matter how painful it was, she would grit her teeth and hold on.

But it made him worry too much.

Why is he acting so weird and clueless now?

Opposite An Ran did not shut up because of Ji Yunyang's refusal to listen.

She said matter-of-factly and confidently, "You said I was pouring tea here, but when I looked up, you stared at me as if you were possessed by a demon and didn't move."

"Forget it, I don't know what to do with my hands yet."

"I have to keep you awake and stop sleeping in broad daylight."

An Ran said, looking at the ceiling and pointing around.

"Heh." Ji Yunyang sneered without emotion, "So I still want to thank you, right?"

An Ran paused and looked serious, "Logically speaking, this is just a piece of cake on my part."

"But if you really want to thank me...?" She thought for a few seconds and looked directly at Ji Yunyang sincerely, "Then I will accept it reluctantly."

Ji Yunyang looked at An Ran's immature face, which looked like that of a teenage girl. She looked innocent and young. She clearly looked like an adult, but because of her young age

, a little more cute as a little adult.

The anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Like the ebbing tide of sea water, they fell one after another, leaving only some foam remaining on the beach.

Ji Yunyang felt a deep sense of powerlessness and helplessness.

Why, why exactly did it become like this?

An Ran, has he been reincarnated, or has he always existed, so why does he need other people's luck?

Mysteries tied him tightly like complicated wool, and his heart, which had always been empty and thus clean, became a mess.

Seeing Ji Yunyang pause again, An Ran turned the empty tea cup around and said, "Hey, you're not having a nightmare again, are you? If I pour tea again this time, it will be hot."

Ji Yunyang sat back and returned to his seat, "You didn't think about anything just now."

"Ah?" An Ran said with a confused face, "What could I have been thinking just now?"

"Yes." Ji Yunyang sighed briefly, "You didn't think about anything and just poured it on me in one go."

After saying this, he fell silent.

What does this mean?

This shows that An Ran subconsciously poured tea on her.

I really didn't expect that she would be so resistant to his approach, yet so wary.

Obviously before, she was the best at clinging to him.

She would grab his sleeves happily, call his name softly and softly when she was scared, and even when she cried with grievance, she would whimper and want to curl up next to him.

The feeling of loss surged into his heart, just like the gust of wind blowing from the window, which suddenly blew away the remaining warmth in his heart.

Leaving a mess behind.

Ji Yunyang lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.

An Ran saw his frustration in her eyes and was secretly happy.

Of course she just poured tea on him on purpose.

The atmosphere at that time was so wrong. If she didn't do something, someone's hands would rub her face in the next second.

To be honest, although Ji Yunyang's eyes seemed very affectionate, An Ran felt sincerely disgusted.

So she immediately called the tea on her hand. Update@

This was not a subconscious action on her part, but just what she wanted to do, and it was just nonsense.

Who says you have to take everything you do and say seriously?

These actions and nonsense words do not require your own thinking.

So it was normal for Ji Yunyang not to be able to detect her inner thoughts.

.(This chapter is not finished yet!)

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Ji Yunyang relies too much on this ability of his.

Maybe he didn't realize it himself, but his current reaction completely showed what he was thinking in his heart.

Because you can easily obtain the thoughts in people's hearts, you won't have any doubts, but will be firm in what you have discovered.

This is a huge weakness.

An Ran stood up and walked behind Ji Yunyang with his hands behind his back, "When can we see Xun'an and when can we meet Concubine Gao?"

Ji Yunyang was so immersed in the sense of loss and longing for the little girl in the past that he didn't even hear An Ran's question.

He didn't come back to his senses until An Ran asked again.

"Let's wait for news about Xun'an, there's no rush."

Ji Yunyang stood up and walked back to the room under An Ran's gaze.

If he were willing to pay more attention at this time and take a look at An Ran, he would find that there was a certain light shining in An Ran's eyes.

It was a light that was quietly planning something.

But now Ji Yunyang just wants to be alone to sort out his messy thoughts, so he has no time to take care of her.

Two days later, a large number of imperial guards surrounded the inn where An Ran and Ji Yunyang were staying.

Ji Yunyang walked out of the inn calmly under the astonished eyes of everyone, while An Ran shrank behind him like a little tail.

The leader clasped his fists and lowered his head, showing off his general style, neither humble nor overbearing, "I humbly obey the Emperor's order and come here to welcome the Ninth Prince back to the palace."

The people around him were shocked by such a big gesture, and came over to watch the excitement. When they heard the words of the commander of the Imperial Guard, they kept silent, and some of the timid ones knelt on their knees and prostrated themselves deeply.

Ji Yunyang nodded to the commander silently and walked slowly towards the carriage.

An Ran naturally tried her best to avoid being noticed. Just when she was about to follow Ji Yunyang, a long sword was placed in front of her eyes.

An Ran immediately took a big step back.

The commander looked serious, "Who are you?"

An Ran silently looked at Ji Yunyang in front of him.

"She is my prince's maid." Ji Yunyang said with a cold tone.

However, the commander still had no intention of giving in. "Ninth Prince, you have a noble body, but the origin of this girl is unknown. Please let me take her down for questioning first."

An Ran opened her eyes wide.

How could she go see Gao Shu in this case?

She was looking forward to meeting Gao Shu.

But she knew that now was not the time for her to talk, and no one would listen to her.

Ji Yunyang's eyes were as sharp as a knife. He glanced at the commander, walked over, and snatched the sword from the commander's hand.

Before the commander could react, he inserted it into the scabbard.

The next second, he took An Ran's hand and walked forward.

"It is no one else's turn to interrogate this prince's people."

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