The boat was swaying on the river. There was no moon tonight, only a few scattered stars. The river was lit by the lights on the river, and Yingyingchaochuo could see his own shadow on the water.
The escort paddled the boat and leaned towards the beautifully decorated boat in the center of the river.
He Yan lowered his head and said nothing. The guard couldn't help but turn around to look at He Yan, and saw the girl sitting on the stern, sitting upright, with her hands behind her back with the rope, and she didn't move. Seemingly aware of his gaze, she raised her head and glanced at him, the guard shivered, and the oars in her hands almost fell into the river.
That look was really cold. He couldn't describe the feeling, it was like a dead person was looking at him blankly, Jiang Mian Tao's voice was like a dream, and it seemed that she was ghostly.
It's so weird. The guard was apprehensive. She didn't speak much, didn't ask anything, and was surprisingly quiet. Ordinary women, should I ask a question or two at this time? But He Yan didn't. She was like a quiet puppet, not like a living person.
The water, sparkling in the night, like a vortex, brought her thoughts to the day when she was held by He Wanru's head and drowned in the pond.
In the past, she could swim, and she was good at swimming, but today, at this moment, the tense nerves all over her body told her that she was afraid of water.
She was afraid of falling into this small boat, afraid of being sucked into the endless vortex, afraid that she would never be able to get out of the water again, seeing the sky light getting farther and farther away from her but powerless, afraid that this life would come to an abrupt end like the previous one.
She was disgusted by her cowardice and fear at the moment, and couldn't think of any other way, so she could only sit in the boat and silently let the guard bring her to the gorgeous boat.
The boat should be the boat of the wealthy family, which is smaller than the building boat and much larger than the fishing boat. The guard sent He Yan to the boat, lifted the curtain of the boat awning, brought He Yan in, and then rowed the boat away by himself, as if he had been instructed by someone and did not dare to approach.
He Yan stared at the person in front of him.
Fan Cheng also dressed up carefully today, wearing extremely fancy and rich clothes, and in the cabin, there were also incense and colorful lanterns.
He Yan struggled out of the vortex in his head, looked at Fan Cheng, and said, "Master Fan."
Fan Cheng came over, pressed her down on the chair, and said, "Ahe, you have been wronged."
He Yan was silent.
"I didn't expect that woman to be so vicious. She kidnapped you and locked you in the house. If it wasn't for me to have someone secretly protect your safety, I would immediately ask someone to rescue you when I heard about it, and the consequences would be disastrous. Ah He, You should understand my pains now, right?" Fan Cheng deplored.
He Yan looked at the rope on his feet, shook his head and said, "I don't understand."
From beginning to end, whether Fan Cheng's guards picked her up from the house, got into a carriage, or sent her to this boat, he didn't untie He Yan's ropes.
The rough rope was tied, and it had already worn her wrist, but she didn't feel the pain, she was just speechless.
"I was afraid that you misunderstood me and refused to get on the boat, so I didn't untie the rope for you." Fan Cheng followed her gaze and explained hurriedly. Even so, there was no other action.
"This is the boat," He Yan laughed, "I can't run, you can untie me."
She smiled, like the morning glow reflecting the snow, indescribably bright and radiant. Fan Cheng looked a little stunned, thinking about how good I am, and He Yan didn't know how to look, but now he is more attractive, but he is a little more dashing and heroic than before.
Thinking of this, his heart became more itchy, and he was about to reach out and touch He Yan's face. With a slight smile, he simply squatted down, looked at He Yan and said, "It's not that I won't let you go, it's just A He, you need to know your current situation."
"My wife is born jealous and will never let you go. Even if you go back to He's house today, she will still find a way to find you tomorrow. My father-in-law is the clerk, and your father is just a school captain who wants to make trouble. , there are so many opportunities. Not to mention, the most important thing is you."
"You have a daughter's home and no one to protect you. Once she is caught, she will definitely try to torture you in every possible way. I can't bear it."
Fan Cheng looked at her affectionately, "How can I watch you suffer?"
"Oh?" He Yan's back-tied hands were quietly unbuttoning the rope, and she asked quietly, "Then what are you going to do?"
Seeing her tone loosened, Fan Cheng was overjoyed and said without thinking, "I want to hide you in a safe place, and there are still servants and servants to serve you on weekdays, so that my wife can't find you. Wait a while. As the days get longer, I will divorce that woman again, and I will take you back to the Fan family, Jieshi, you are the mistress of the Fan family, and no one dares to bully you anymore."
"Wife?" He Yan asked.
"Yes," Fan Cheng touched his chest, "Ahe, I swear to you, you are the only one in my heart. If this marriage hadn't been decided long ago, I wouldn't have married her at all! Don't worry, I only have one in my life. If I love you alone, my Fan Cheng's wife will only be you, but you have to wait..."
He Yan heard the words and chuckled softly.
Fan Cheng was taken aback.
"You are, you want me to be your outer room." She said lightly.
If Miss He was really here, she would have been moved to tears by this oath. But she is not Miss He, the authorities are fascinated by onlookers, and if a man wants to deceive a woman, he can really say any nonsense. How could Fan Cheng marry her as his wife? But I want to cheat first.
I don't know if she was all about Xu Zhiheng back then, but when He Wanru looked at her, it was just as ridiculous and pathetic as she looked at Miss He now.
"Ahe, you..." Fan Cheng frowned.
"Fan Gongzi, I have already said it very clearly. Since you have already married, I will also let go of the past. From now on, the bridge will return to the bridge and the road will return. I have no intention of being your wife, and I hope you will not be entangled. "
At this point, the knot in his hand loosened and opened.
Fan Cheng didn't see the rope that fell on the ground, he looked at her unexpectedly at first, and after a while, he suddenly sneered, "He Yan, you really don't eat and drink fine wine, I coaxed you in a good voice, you It's still coming! Entanglement? There are so many women in the world, why should I pester you like this? But the time and thought that this son spends on you can't be wasted!"
"Young Master Fan, shouldn't you want me to convert it into silver for you?" He Yan laughed.
"My son is not short of money, you can pay for it yourself." He showed a nasty smile, "If you serve me well, maybe I will reward you with some money."
Before He Yan could speak, he suddenly heard a furious voice, "What kind of shit are you putting on!"
He Yan looked around in amazement and saw that the curtain was lifted, and a wet person strode in, it was He Yunsheng.