kill the immortal

Chapter 35: Chapter 35
When the poetry meeting was coming to an end, Shen Rong walked upstairs unhurriedly.

Wenren Yunjian also "woke up" at this moment, and was saying goodbye to many people one by one. When everyone saw Shen Rong on his lap, they turned their enthusiasm one after another.

Shen Rongxi was naturally able to deal with this kind of occasion, she politely said goodbye to everyone here, and she also wrote down most of the people here, knowing that they were all celebrities in the Luoyang literary world.

In the end, instead of going to Wenren Yun to remonstrate with her, she found a gap to go behind the screen and met Wenren Jinping.

"Master Shen?"

With a smile on his knees, Shen Rong took out the piece of paper from his sleeve, handed it to the other party and said, "Miss Wenren, you dropped something just now."

Wenren Jinping was startled, and quickly checked his cuffs, only to find that it was empty, so he took the paper with both hands, looked at it, and said with a sigh of relief: "Thank you, everyone Shen!"

But Shen Rongxi looked at her reaction, and suddenly felt a little suspicious in his heart. Could it be that she didn't write this poem?
"I didn't expect Miss Wenren to have such talent. This song of Magpie Bridge Immortal is the most amazing song I have ever seen in my life. It is worthy of being the number one talented woman in Luoyang." Shen Rong said slowly.

Wenren Jinping blushed pretty, clutching the paper tightly, and said, "This... I didn't write it."

Shen Rongji was not surprised, and said with a smile: "Then someone wrote this song specially for Miss Wenren?"

"..."

Wenren Jinping pursed his lips and nodded in embarrassment.

"Miss Wenren is really enviable for a suitor who has such a literary talent." Shen Rong said with a faint smile, but the sense of loneliness in his brows and eyes became stronger.

Wen Renyun remonstrated that after seeing off all the guests, he also turned around and came behind the screen, with An Yan by his side.

"Nanchuang Layman." He still had a warm smile on his face, and he treated everyone like this, making people feel bad.

But at this moment, it was difficult for Shen Rongji to have more good feelings.

"Brother Yunjian." She said softly.

"I haven't introduced you yet." Wen Renyun remonstrated with An Yan and said.

"This is An Yan, a big gift with Jinping on the 25th of this month."

"I've met Nanchuang Layman." An Yan looked calm, and bowed to Shen Rong politely.

When Shen Rong saw the shy look on Wenren Jinping's face, he also thought about it.

That Magpie Bridge Immortal was created by this person...

Thinking of the stunning words, even her heart trembled, there is such a heartfelt work in the world.

Wenren Jinping can have this person's company for a lifetime, it's so... jealous!
But the bad thought was only for a moment, and Shen Rongji thought again that this person did not say a word at the poetry meeting just now, maybe he is a person with a noble heart and does not want to show it.

Most people who have a beautiful belly also have eccentricities. Perhaps those literati just now have never caught this person's eyes.

Shen Rong smiled on his knees and said: "Mr. An has an extraordinary bearing, I think he is a well-known hero in Luoyang."

An Yan smiled lightly, "I'm not from Luoyang, and I haven't been here for long."

"Oh? Where is Mr. An from?"

"Yanzhou."

Shen Rong suddenly realized: "I heard that Yanzhou is in chaos now."

That's the end of the topic. After the simple politeness, Shen Rongxi also bid farewell and left the West Garden.

An Yan was the last to leave.

Wenren Yunjian saw his daughter's reluctance in his eyes, and smiled lightly: "You have only met three times, so why are you so reluctant?"

Wenren Jinping said: "I have met many people before, but none of them are like... Brother Yan."

"Really, what's special about him?"

Wenren Jinping handed the Ci to his father to read, and Wenren Yunjian was also a little dazed after reading it.

"If the relationship lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night..." He muttered softly, lost in thought for a while.

He didn't come back to his senses until Wenren Jinping asked him how he was doing, and suddenly smiled lightly and said: "Spiritual talent, I really saw it right."

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After An Yan left the West Garden, she didn't go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion immediately, but went to the new house not far from here for a walk.

The wedding will be held in this mansion soon, and there will not be many guests, only the Yu family.

Apart from Yu's family, An Yan has no other relatives or friends here.

He thought of Shi Zhe from Wentang Pavilion, and he could invite him to have a wedding wine at that time.

Master Xuanyi... She probably won't come.

The servants here also knew An Yan, and they saluted respectfully after seeing her.

The study room is a little crude, because no one has used it so far, An Yan thought that he should put some books in it in advance, after he came out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, maybe he would not go to Wentang Pavilion so often.

Then he went into the bedroom again.

Because there are servants who clean frequently, even if he hasn't lived in, everything here is very tidy.

An Yan lay down on the bed, thinking about her future, and suddenly felt something was wrong. There was a special fragrance on the bed, it was not specially scented after washing the sheets and bedding, but more like human body fragrance.

An Yan sniffed it carefully again to confirm this point of view. After searching carefully on the bed, she found a long and slender strand of hair.

Could it be that a maid secretly sleeps in this room on weekdays?
No one should be so bold.

An Yan walked out of the bedroom, called a maid and asked, "Does anyone come in this room on weekdays?"

The maid responded: "Will you go in and clean it regularly?"

"How often are the sheets and bedding changed?"

"Because you haven't lived here, Young Master An, you change every seven days."

An Yan was thoughtful, looked at the servants in the courtyard doing their own thing, and let the maidservant do her own thing.

into the night.

Luoyang City is still in a state where the curfew has been lifted, and the Yunhu Lake not far away is bustling with joy.

Since there is no master to serve in the new house, the servants rest early and the lights are turned off early.

master bedroom.

There was no one in the yard, and the moonlight was shining brightly. A figure pushed open the door and walked in without anyone noticing.

The man stretched at the door, closed the latch, rubbed his shoulders, walked to the bed, and lay down on it.

But in the next second, the man jumped up instantly, fixed his eyes on the bed, and said sharply, "Who is it!"

An Yan sat up unhurriedly and asked, "Who are you?"

This is a young girl with a petite figure, two braids on her head, and the clothes she wears look a little plain.

After hearing what An Yan said, she got up and attacked An Yan with one hand.

An Yan, who was originally calm and composed, suddenly showed surprise, because the girl's movements were too fast!He almost couldn't react!
The physical fitness of An Yan who has opened up the sea of ​​​​qi is no longer comparable to that of ordinary people!Immediately, he pushed away the opponent's arm with one hand, quickly turned over from the bed, and stood aside, watching this person vigilantly.

An Yan heard something that shocked him.

"You are a monk?!"

One can see through his identity only from his movements, could it be that this person is also a monk?

But An Yan didn't feel any aura fluctuations from the opponent's body. Even Chaojin and Lukui, who were not open to the sea, could clearly feel the aura flow in each other's body when their skin touched.

This person did not!
And the next moment, the woman moved again, the speed was as fast as before, and An Yan's whole body tensed up instantly. Seeing the opponent's arm attacking again, she had to fly to dodge, and quickly retreated in the bedroom.

Seeing this, the young girl couldn't help laughing and said: "You are obviously not low-level, why can't you even fight?"

An Yan didn't want to answer her question. Master Xuanyi had never taught him these things, and now that he was in trouble, he found it extremely difficult.

However, he did have a hole card, and he touched his waist with one hand. There is a mini vial hidden in it. The thing inside is the liquid that made Chao Jin and Lu Kui fall in love with him. Just open it and scatter it in this space , as long as the other party is not a monk like Master Xuanyi, it should be unbearable!
Afterwards, An Yan saw that the young girl also touched her lower back, as if touching something, An Yan heard a very small sound.

It's the sound of gears turning.

Swish!
He suddenly felt that the young girl appeared in front of him out of thin air, this time he didn't even see how the other party moved at all!
This feeling is just like Yu Nian's action back then!
Is a mortal, but not a mortal!
An Yan felt a pain in his shoulder, and the other party grabbed his shoulder firmly. The girl's hand was as hard as iron!
When he looked sideways, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, because the hands clasping his shoulders were indeed not human hands!

But a pair of hollow metal palms!

It is covered with fine and small gears and chains, which are brass-colored, and directly connected to the inside of the sleeve. It is not known if it is a human flesh and blood arm, or it is also metal!

But her other hand was a whole body of flesh and blood.

Who is this woman...

"Who are you? Why are you here?" The young girl asked An Yan at the same time with white steam rising from her body.

An Yan found that the opponent was so powerful that he couldn't struggle at all, so he frowned and said, "Should I ask you, what are you doing in my room?"

The young girl was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Oh, so you are the owner of this house!"

As she said that, she let go of An Yan's shoulders, and said with a smile on her face, "I think this place is pretty good, but there is no one living there for the time being. It just so happens that I don't have a place to stay for the time being, so I'm coming here." Borrow it for a few days."

An Yan: "..."

"But I didn't expect that the owner of this house turned out to be a monk, and a monk with an aura!" The young girl said again in amazement.

"But this is the first time I have seen a monk with such a weak atmosphere like you."

An Yan: "..."

An Yan held the vial in her hand and looked at her expressionlessly: "Who are you?"

The young girl didn't care about An Yan's indifference and hostility, probably because she felt that An Yan was no threat to her, so she walked to the bed and sat down as if nothing had happened, smiling.

"I, my name is... Cen Han."

(End of this chapter)