Standing outside the door of the private room was none other than Lu Yixiang, who was wearing soft armor. Behind him were two teams of guards with swords, all of them with cold and serious faces.
"Master Lu, I wonder who you are searching for?" Xie Weixing sat by the window, facing Lu Yixiang, with an arrogant expression, unaffected by the powerful lineup behind him.
Lu Yixiang's cold eyes glanced past Xie Weixing and focused on An Yu standing next to him. Of course Xie Weixing was disguised as a woman and he couldn't recognize her, but An Yu still dressed like a man and he recognized her at a glance.
"Mr. Si Ji, Lu met a few people at Shanlong Village a few days ago, and they happened to have a similar appearance to this young master."
"Oh? So that's it? Mr. Lu is now leading a search with his troops. Could it be that those people are in cahoots with the people from Shanlong Village?"
"Mr. Si Ji, I didn't mean that."
"Since I have nothing to do with him, can I take him away?"
Xie Weixing stood up and took An Yu step by step towards Lu Yixiang. The awe-inspiring aura made Lu Yixiang couldn't help but step back, but in the blink of an eye he firmly stretched out his hand and stood in front of him. He said expressionlessly: "Mr. Si Ji, Lu is handling a case. If you interfere with Lu, Don't blame Lv for being rude! Mr. Si Ji, don't think that just because you are from Fengnong Villa, you can protect the suspect. Justice is always in people's hearts." Lu Yixiang looked at him mockingly, Although they had been warning him not to mess with the people in Fengnong Villa, he couldn't stand the arrogance of Fengnong Villa!
"Haha -" Xie Weixing raised his head and chuckled, then raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "Listen to what Mr. Lu said, are you making an enemy of our Fengnong Villa?"
It was just a faint sentence, and Lu Yixiang suddenly couldn't reply. No one knows what kind of existence Fengnong Villa is like than Zhongyouren. If Fengnong Villa is destroyed, Zhongyou will no longer be able to live a peaceful life. The reason why Fengnong Villa has stood for more than a hundred years without falling down. The first is the wealth accumulated by the various countries, and the second is the subtle check and balance relationship established with the various countries. As long as one moves, Zhongyou will never have a peaceful life. Of course, this is also inseparable from the intelligence network and assassination organization developed by Fengnong Villa over the years. As for other industries in Fengnong Villa, perhaps only the managers of Fengnong Villa know about it.
"Mr. Si Ji!" Lu Yixiang exhaled a sigh of relief and said patiently, "Lu is just doing business!"
"Business matters? Humph, you let the culprit go unpunished, but you came to arrest the people close to me. What do you mean?"
Lu Yixiang swallowed immediately. I was speechless for a long time. Xie Weixing didn't wait for his reaction, took An Yu and left in a swaggering manner. How did he know she was having lunch with him here. They had no way of knowing, but Lu Yixiang came so prepared. It must have been planned for a long time. An Yu followed Xie Weixing, thinking so wildly that he didn't even notice when Xie Weixing in front stopped. A headlong collision hit him.
"Uh..." Her head hit a wall of flesh. Although it didn't hurt, it caught her off guard. Fortunately, a pair of big hands held her up so she wouldn't fall.
"What are you thinking about? You can't walk well?" A slightly reproachful word sounded above the head, but there was no complaint in the words.
It turned out that they had already arrived at the door. Kaga has been led out by the waiter. Looking at the docile Kajia, An Yu's impetuous mood finally calmed down. She stroked its soft hair and murmured: "This world is getting harder and harder to live in. The passing years are unlucky!"
Xie Weixing, who was on the side, laughed after hearing this. He quickly got on his horse, pulled An Yu up from the horse, and put his hands around her waist. Gently clamping the horse's belly with his feet, Kaga started jogging with a clatter of hooves.
They took another road to the west gate. Although there were not many pedestrians on the road, the two grown men riding on the same horse still attracted attention. In this time and space, masculinity is not very popular. It is rare to see someone so ostentatious, and it will cause quite a shock. The two of them turned a blind eye to all kinds of lustful looks. When they came to the gate of the city leisurely, they took a closer look and found that the gatekeeper was actually the guard Liu from last time.
He recognized An Yu and glanced at Xie Weixing behind him. A sense of disdain suddenly surged in his heart. Could it be that the last time he was taken away by Prince Qin was because of his delicate face? Although An Yu's men's attire is not as good as Hua Brown's evildoer or Xie Weixing's handsomeness, he still has a kind of pity-like temperament. It is precisely because of this that Liu Guardsman thinks this way.
Perhaps because what Prince Qin said had an effect, Liu Guardsman did not embarrass him anymore, but the look in his eyes made An Yu ashamed. So as soon as she left the city, she rushed Xie Weixing back.
"I'll take you to Yujiabao first. Otherwise, if something happens on the way, what should you do?"
In the end, An Yu had no choice but to let him go.
Yujiabao still looks like that, but Jin Ronger passed them by because she was looking for An Yu and went to Fengnong Villa. An Yu could only lament that the information was too ill-informed, otherwise, he would not have missed it so dramatically. As soon as Yu Chen and Xie Weixing met, they went to the study room. An Yu had nowhere to go, so he had to take Kajia to the school field to practice equestrian skills.
"Draw your sword."
An Yu looked up and looked at the sound of Jian Qin standing in front of the horse with his chest held high and his head held high, and he was speechless. She said helplessly: "I just came back from the road and am a little tired. I will compete with you next time."
"No." Jian Qinsheng rushed over without saying a word. When An Yu saw it, he quickly ducked on the horse and dodged. But Kajia was frightened by the sharp light on his sword, roared, and ran wildly with An Yu on his back.
"Kajia! Stop quickly—" An Yu quickly pulled the reins and controlled the horse. But Kajia did not obey her instructions. He jumped over the wooden fence on the school field and rushed to the houses over there. An Yu quickly shouted, "Get out of the way!"
Fortunately, everyone was in the house at this time and there were not many people on the street.
On the other side, a man hurriedly broke into the study and shouted to Yu Chen without even bothering to salute: "Young Master, Mr. An's horse is frightened!"
Before Yu Chen came back to his senses, he saw that the cup in Xie Weixing's hand had been placed on the table, and the figure had swept out like a swallow. His heart skipped a beat, and he stood up immediately and walked out of the study door. As he walked, he asked the person who came to report the news: "What's going on?"
"Master Jian approached Mr. An for a sword contest, but Mr. An didn't agree. Master Jian rushed forward without saying a word. The horses were frightened and ran from the school yard to the sword-making field in the north!"
"That's nonsense!" Yu Chen scolded, and the expression on his face suddenly darkened. The servants on the side saw Yu Chen's expression so ugly for the first time, but they couldn't help but feel proud in their hearts. Jian Qinsheng is not very popular in Yujiabao, because he has nothing else to do except practicing swordsmanship, and he especially likes to look for people to spar with each other. Every time he fights, he will beat the person until he can't stand up. Don't give up. This time, the trouble actually went to the young master's distinguished guest, Mr. An. This time, he was dead!
When Xie Weixing arrived, An Yu was sitting on the grass, covering his ankle with one hand, his head was covered with sweat, and his little face was wrinkled. He was startled and rushed over, but he stopped in front of her. She knelt down, looked down at her feet with a frown, took out a porcelain bottle from her body, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into her mouth. Before An Yu could recover, severe pain hit her at her feet. I suddenly felt dizzy.
"It's okay, it's okay... It's just a dislocation..." Xie Weixing carefully picked her up and murmured with a distressed look on his face. He didn't know whether he was telling her or himself.
When Yu Chen arrived, he happened to meet Xie Weixing holding An Yu and walking slowly towards the wing where An Yu lived. He couldn't see it, but the servant standing next to him had already described the situation to him.
"How is she?"
Xie Weixing shook his head. An Yu in his arms closed his eyes not knowing whether it was because the pain had passed or because he was tired, but his forehead was still twisted into a "chuan" shape.
In his daze, An Yu could only feel himself dancing in the wind like floating dust, drifting with the current. When he was at a loss, a back figure appeared in front of him, and he was walking forward at a slow pace. With his shy belly, An Yu could still feel that he was having a hard time walking even though he was far away. She ran forward curiously, and when she saw his face clearly, she suddenly said in surprise: "Dad!"
But as soon as he called out, his figure suddenly disappeared, and then there was a vast expanse of white. An Yu had never felt so helpless before. He squatted down weakly, hugged his knees with his hands, and murmured "Dad, Daddy..."
"Xiao Yu, why are you crying?"
An Yu was startled and quickly looked up, only to see his mother standing not far away looking at him, her eyes full of vulnerability. She opened her mouth, but she didn't dare to scream out, for fear that if she screamed like this, her mother would leave her. An's mother looked at An Yu squatting on the ground, showed a kind smile, and slowly stretched out her hands to her.
An Yu was stunned and couldn't help but stood up and walked towards her...
But just as he was about to touch her hand, a voice broke in, breaking everything.
"Yu'er! Don't leave..."
All the scenes in front of her were changed, and she turned around angrily and cursed: "Give my mother back!"
The upright figure of the person behind her caught her eye, but when she turned back, the fog became thicker and she couldn't clearly see the person's appearance. An Yu was stunned by his firm hand and stood there blankly, forgetting to speak.
"Anyu!"
A sharp and thin voice broke in, making An Yu's eardrums buzz. In the darkness, she finally slowly opened her eyes, and the faint light shone on her face. I saw an anxious and slightly tired face approaching him. The figure in the dream and the figure in front of me gradually overlapped and merged into one person.