Traveling through the mall: the rough man is wild and flirtatious

Standing beside him, Wei Lin heard his clenched fists rattling.

It is enough to see how resentful the master felt after knowing his wife was injured, and now he has tried his best to endure Wen Chen's retelling.

After Wen Chen finished speaking, Yan Nancen looked sideways at Wei Lin, "The general said that she must report everything about her."

Wei Lin plopped down on his knees, "Master, Ma'am said that the situation at Xiaoshan Pass is no different than here, and Xiaoshan Pass is more important in comparison, so Madam forbids me to say anything."

What Yan Nancen knew about this incident must have Yuan'er's ideas in it, otherwise the group of hidden guards would dare not report it.

Seeing that Yan Nancen put away a lot of emotions, Wei Lin continued, "At that time, Madam left a line, and now I am waiting for the follower to send a message back."

"Come in with me." Yan Nancen finished speaking and entered a room.

Wei Lin quickly followed.

Leaving the two people in the courtyard looking at each other, Wen Chen couldn't help asking, "It's all right."

Jiang Yinshi replied, "Go and do your own business. General Yan is here, so I can't intervene in her affairs."

Wen Chen nodded. He knew the relationship between her and General Yan. Now that she was injured and General Yan was so anxious, he could tell that their relationship was as harmonious and happy as ever.

Not only could he not do anything, he was not worthy of doing anything, but he was really worried about her in his heart, and he didn't know when she would be able to escape.

But it's not something he can do to guard here now. What he has to do now is to make Zoucheng repair smoothly while she is injured.

He didn't have an accurate idea about the river course. Since Su Qingyuan was injured, he sent a letter to the capital as a disaster relief.

Yan Nancen understood everything that happened during this period of time, and Wei Lin didn't even dare to vent his anger.

"A thorough investigation, a thorough investigation."

Wei Lin folded his fists and leaned over, "Yes, master."

He never knew that this mere prefect dared to treat her like this, and he didn't want to live anymore.

Since the first wave of assassinating her was sent by Su Pei, he also wanted to find Su Pei while waiting for the news.

The place where Su Pei and Feng Jin were held was only one cell away, and Su Pei didn't suffer much when he was thrown in, because Su Qingyuan was too busy to take care of the two.

So now when Yan Nancen came to the prison in black and cold, the two of them didn't take him seriously at all.

Should I sleep or should I chant poems or chant poems? That scene didn't feel like being in a prison, and letting them in was not punishing them, but rather letting them come here to take refuge and enjoy themselves.

Of course, apart from eating poorly, the others are indeed much, much better than outside.

"Open the door." Yan Nancen said coldly.

The door was opened, and Yan Nancen's tall body bent over to enter Su Pei's cell.

Su Pei didn't care when he saw this, and even looked up at the top of the prison, feeling that time was wasted and another day would pass.

Yan Nancen stepped on the low table in front of him, and the low table shattered to the ground.

"Someone assassinate Miss Su, but you?"

Su Pei glanced at him sideways, "Who said that? Where's the evidence?"

"I'm the evidence." After speaking, he immediately picked up Su Pei. Su Pei was like a bean sprouts in front of him, completely vulnerable.

Yan Nancen just flicked it to the side lightly, and he was thrown onto Da Lao's fence like a rag, with a bang.

That strength, that sound, was probably interrupted by ribs.

Su Pei tried several times, but he couldn't stand up. He lay on the ground, "Who are you? Do you want to be lynched? Believe it or not, I will go to Beijing to sue."

Yan Nancen smiled contemptuously, "Going to Beijing? You won't even be able to get out of this cell in your life."

Then he kicked him again, Su Pei quickly curled up into a ball, protecting his vitals, Feng Jin watched Su Pei almost die from the beating.

Quickly said, "Are you from Su Qingyuan? Go and tell Su Qingyuan that she should not be too crazy. A woman who meddles too much will kill her."

"Really? Then let me tell you now, you will die soon, and when he dies, you will be next."

Yan Nancen stepped on Su Pei's hand with his right foot, and he bent down with his toes, "Say, who is it that you sent to assassinate Su Qingyuan?"

Su Pei is still stubborn, "I don't, I don't know, it's not me."

Yan Nancen didn't want to get any useful news from him, he really didn't care about this person's life or death.

So he continued to exert force on his feet, and Su Pei clearly heard his arm being broken by him, making a rattling sound.

Just as his arm was so painful that he couldn't breathe, his chest was stepped on hard again. He only felt that it was difficult to breathe, as if his entire chest was about to be crushed.

It was so painful that I didn't even have the energy to cry out.

Say a few words with all your strength, "I say."

Unexpectedly, Yan Nancen did not stop the strength of his footsteps, and continued to increase, "I want to talk now? Unfortunately, I don't want to know now, I just want to kill you."

Su Pei's mouth gradually oozes blood, which slides down his chin.