The vicious villain is in luck again

Wen Feiran closed his eyes and placed his hands neatly on his lower abdomen.

An Ran glanced at him, seeming to be concentrating with her eyes closed.

The wheels of the car creaked and creaked outside, the car curtains swayed slightly, and a few rays of sunlight filtered through the gaps. An Ran was at ease, opening the car curtains and looking outside.

The crowds were bustling and bustling. Although it was something I was used to seeing, it was still lively and a bit interesting to watch.

An Ran didn't look at it for a while, but found that the once bustling street suddenly became noisier, and pedestrians gathered together, as if they were attracted by something.

Especially the girls, who were walking quietly at first, suddenly became excited when they saw something.

Several little girls held hands and hurried past her slowly moving carriage. You pulled me and I pulled you for fear of missing you. "Hurry, it's rare that Young Master Zhao is out today. We must catch up to see him."

Just one glance!"

An Ran looked at their backs as they walked away happily, recalling the words he just heard in his mind, feeling a little curious.

Young Master Zhao, who is this? It seems to be quite popular.

Looking towards the crowded place, An Ran faintly saw a navy blue figure.

The man was surrounded by other people. He wore a white belt and tied his hair, and his posture was upright and proud. Just from his back, one could feel his outstanding temperament.

It's just that compared to the big guys next to him, he looks a little thinner.

The carriage moved forward, getting further and further away from the figure behind it, but An Ran still refused to give up and wanted to take a few more glances.

It would be nice if I could see this person's face.

As if sensing the thoughts in her mind, the figure who had been facing away from her moved and turned his head.

The white hairband gently swayed to one side with that movement and rested on his other shoulder. Following the direction of the hairband, An Ran saw his front.

It was a young man wearing half a silver mask.

Although he was separated from the crowd and far away, his gaze was extremely penetrating and fell straight to An Ran.

An Ran's hand holding the curtain loosened unconsciously.

How should I put it, the young man's gaze, looking into her heart, was like a light rain falling in the mountains in the bamboo forest, with the rustling sound of the wind and rain, it was indescribable tranquility and coolness.

There is also the distant Yaran who sees through the dust of the world.

An Ran's mind went blank for an instant, with only the silence as he faced the mountains and forests.

The curtain fluttered down, cutting off the gaze between An Ran and the young man, but An Ran was still immersed in the feeling brought by the young man's gaze and could not recover for a long time.

She touched her heart, and her heart beat vigorously under her palm, much faster than usual.

This was a feeling she had never had before. How could her heart beat so fast after meeting a young man once?

"Incredible." She murmured.

"What's incredible?" Wen Feiran's hoarse voice came.

It sounded like someone who had been thirsty for a long time in the desert, and it sounded like his throat had been burned to the point of bursting into flames.

An Ran realized something was wrong and looked at Wen Feiran. His face was hard to see because it was full of scars, and he didn't have much expression. Only his eyes were moist and red, "Are you okay?"

"Just now." Wen Feiran paused for a few breaths and asked hoarsely, "What were you looking at?"

"Just taking a look." An Ran leaned forward, "Besides your legs, do you have any other discomforts?"

Wen Feiran exhaled a heavy and long breath, and then stopped moving, as if that breath also used up a lot of his strength.

He closed his eyes, his Adam's apple moved, and then opened them again. His eyes were even more wet and looked pitiful.

"Uncomfortable." Wen Feiran snorted.

This sound was different from usual, with a hint of coquettishness.

An Ran trembled, what happened to him?

But if he actually said he felt uncomfortable, then he should really feel uncomfortable. She should be more concerned about both emotions and reasons.

So An Ran hugged the hem of her skirt, pushed it behind her back, and carefully bent down to inspect it carefully.

"Where do you feel bad?" She leaned down and asked, reaching out her hand to feel the temperature on Wen Feiran's forehead.

Unexpectedly, Wen Feiran caught his hand halfway.

This was a hot hand, as if a ball of fire was held in the palm, burning her from the wrist to the whole body.

An Ran was shocked. At this temperature, he must have a high fever.

Before she could react, the hand pulled her hard and brought her down. An Ran, who was half-crouched, had nowhere to use force and could only fall down along with the force of his hand.

The other hand, which was equally hot, climbed to her waist, moved to her back, and held her firmly.

An Ran was forced to cling to his chest, listening to his pounding heartbeat, and her head was shaken to the point of pain.

How could his small body have such a strong mind?

This shock immediately made her feel that she had just looked at Mr. Zhao dissipated.

She was lying on Wen Feiran's body, still a little confused about the situation.

Why did she fall down?

The heat from the body beneath her continued to flow, like a small stove in winter.

An Ran wanted to get up, but the two hands pressing on her back did not let go.

"Wen Feiran." She felt anxious and shouted directly, "Let me get up."

When she said it, she suddenly remembered that she shouldn't scream like that. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, and hurriedly looked at Wen Feiran's expression below.

Does this have to be completely expelled?

He opened his eyes and looked at her deeply, showing no reaction to what she said.

An Ran waited again, but there was no strange feeling in her body.

While she breathed a sigh of relief, she felt strange at the same time. Why was Wen Feiran so abnormal?

Is your brain confused?

She took out the hand that was pressed to her side and touched Wen Feiran's forehead. Sure enough, it was hot.

This action elicited some reaction from him. He blinked and his lips moved, making only a slight slimy sound.

An Ran leaned closer to listen to him.

"Mother, concubine." A weak voice sounded like a mosquito's cry.

"My son, I can find more beautiful chains for you."

He spoke intermittently, as if talking in his sleep.

"No, don't wear that garnet red anklet anymore."

An Ran suddenly realized that the chain he was talking about belonged to his mother.

She listened intently again and heard Wen Feiran's painful murmur again.

"It's uncomfortable, my mother and concubine, and my sons and ministers are uncomfortable."

"Kill, kill him."

"My son is going to kill him."

An Ran asked, "Who do you want to kill?"

Wen Feiran's tone suddenly changed. Although he was still weak, he revealed a burning murderous intention.

"Wen Xi." The darkness in his eyes became so intense that it seemed to swallow everything.

An Ran was stunned for a moment, isn't this the emperor of this small world?

Wen Feiran actually wanted to kill him.

This is really, really ambitious.

Things suddenly became interesting.

An Ran laughed secretly in his heart and decided to add fuel to his fire.

She said softly and in an encouraging tone, "You can definitely do it."

As if inspired by An Ran, Wen Feiran showed a slight smile on his face.

"Concubine," he continued, "I know that you are unwilling."

"My son, I will definitely save you from the sea of ​​suffering..."

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes and his hands slipped from An Ran's back.

Wen Feiran made no sound anymore.

An Ran stayed there for a while, seeing that he had really passed out, and then got up from him without any scruples.

Sitting back in her seat, she silently digested what she had just learned from Wen Feiran.

Wen Feiran wanted to kill the emperor because of his mother-in-law. His mother-in-law had a pomegranate-red anklet. It seemed that the two of them had suffered a lot because of this anklet.

An Ran looked at her ankle, touched her hand down, wrapped her ankle and rubbed it.

What can I use the garnet red anklet for?

When the carriage arrived at Jiang Mansion, Wen Feiran was completely unconscious.

An Ran walked out of the carriage first and found that the person waiting outside had changed from Luyuan to He Yiyi.

Compared to his previous dress, which was so simple that it was almost pitiful, He Yiyi was dressed more normally this time, and at first glance she looked a bit like a young lady.

An Ran looked at it and saw that the fabric on her body was expensive, which showed that the Jiang family did not really treat her too harshly on weekdays, but she had to wear a material that was worse than that of a maid.

No wonder Mrs. Jiang doesn't want to see her. Anyone who sees her will be upset for a while.

I don’t know what the picture is.

He Yiyi's little rabbit had a soft smile on his face, "The eldest lady is back."

An Ran suppressed the urge to rub her little face and nodded lightly.

He asked this question one by one, then looked back at An, but stopped talking.

An Ran said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

He Yiyi said, "Didn't you go to see the ugly slave?"

"Yes." An Ran walked forward, "The man is in the carriage and his leg is broken. Find someone to unload him and ask the doctor to come and take a look at him."

He Yi responded readily, "Okay."

An Ran stopped halfway and said, "By the way, have you seen my Xiao Wu?"

"Xiaowu?" He Yiyi was puzzled.

"That's my cat."

He Yiyi thought for a while, then shook his head in confusion, "I, I don't know."

After hearing this, An Ran realized that there was no news about Heavenly Dao, so he didn't take it to heart and continued walking.

She returned to her room and looked around, but there was still no sign of Tiandao.

What happened? Why did Tiandao suddenly disappear?

Sitting peacefully on the chair, he put his hand on his chin and thought about various possibilities.

Could it be that he is still in the gap between the worlds and has not come back? It’s not like the kitten’s body is missing.

Or maybe he ran away?

Could it be that he was completely expelled by the laws of heaven and earth?

The thoughts in his mind were chaotic, and An Ran let out a long sigh.

Anyway, let's wait.

If Tiandao really disappeared, she would be completely blind in this small world.

Until dinner time, An Ran was still alone.

"Miss, dinner is ready." Luyuan came over and knocked on the door.

An Ran stepped out of the room and looked behind her, "Where is He Yiyi?"

Logically speaking, it should be He Yiyi who came to ask her to eat.

And according to her loving sister's temperament, she would not give Luyuan the chance to get close to the original owner.

Luyuan said: "Second Miss is at the stables."

When this matter was brought up, Lu Yuan was dissatisfied with An Ran again. How could the eldest lady let the second lady take care of a servant with her rich body? The poor second lady said eagerly that it was the eldest lady's order and she must do it well. She would do it without stopping.

Go and ask the doctor to boil some medicine for that ugly slave.

There was a hint of reminder in her words, "Second Miss has been boiling medicine for that ugly slave all afternoon."

No wonder.

An Ran was not surprised. It was normal for the son of luck and the daughter of luck to be close to each other no matter how close they were.

She actually changed some of her thoughts when she was in the gap between the worlds. For example, she had previously considered intercepting the daughter of luck directly, but she couldn't let the laws of heaven and earth expel her, which would be very tiring.

Moreover, the so-called "acting according to the original owner's style of conduct" is also not very reliable.

At least it's unreliable in this small world, because He Yiyi and Jiang Anran are quite different from what the laws of heaven and earth let them know from the beginning.

She is also thinking about this reason, probably because the laws of heaven and earth can only give out the fate line that can be seen on the surface, but cannot penetrate into their hearts.

After much deliberation, An Ran finally felt that it was better to just let nature take its course.

Of course she will aim to obtain the luck of being a son of luck, but she will no longer do anything forcefully.

She is herself, not someone else.