Xiao Qingxuan suppressed her smile and said: "You've actually come up with a good idea, you have these thoughts, but I haven't had such a clever move yet."

  The soft moonlight poured in, and Lin Wanrong saw Xiao Qingxuan's snowy skin and jade-like face, her eyebrows like spring mountains, and her eyes like autumn water. She looked as if she had descended from the Moon Palace. At this moment, she was wearing a black tight-fitting outfit, with no cloth wrapped around her chest, revealing a turbulent wave. Lin Wanrong couldn't help but swallow his saliva, thinking of the world's most beautiful figure he had personally measured before. This little girl was truly a rare treasure.

  "What are you looking at?" Lin Wanrong thought to herself that she was checking out her figure in the night, and since she shouldn't be able to see, her gaze became somewhat unscrupulous. Who would have thought that Xiao Qingxuan could see in the dark, and she caught his lecherous gaze, feeling both ashamed and angry in her heart.

  "Look at you." Lin Wanrong said generously, anyway she didn't kill herself, her father had no money, she wouldn't rob her of wealth, at most she would rob her of her chastity, what was there to be afraid of.

  Xiao Qingxuan only felt that in front of this rogue, she had a body of kung fu, but it was completely useless, and didn't know if she had been enchanted by some kind of magic.

  "What brings you here today? You didn't sneak in at midnight just to watch me sleep, did you?" Lin Wanrong said with a smile.

  "Sword, where's my sword?" Xiao Qingxuan gritted her teeth.

  "Alright, alright, just kidding. Tell me, what's the real reason you're looking for me." This little girl is always ready to draw her sword, one of these days I'll have to draw mine on you too.

  Xiao Qingxuan naturally didn't know about his sinister thoughts and pondered for a moment before saying, "Today, what did Qin Xian'er say to you?"

  "How did you know Qin Xian'er? You, following me?" Lin Wanrong asked with wide eyes.

  Xiao Qingxuan smiled disdainfully and said: "You think you have something worth me following."

  "This is also true, but this remark is too hurtful to one's self-esteem," Lin Wanrong said: "You have an attitude towards me, I refuse to answer."

  Xiao Qingxuan was at a loss for words, this guy didn't play by the rules at all, one moment he was as cunning as a fox, and the next he looked as pitiful as a child, it's really hard to deal with him.

  She didn't know that this was exactly the terrible part of Lin Wanrong's seduction technique, just like what he had once told Luo Yuan, to arouse a woman's dominance, gentleness and motherliness.

  "I wasn't following you, I just had some things to do today and happened to see your wonderful performance at the Jade Stage. The Qinhuai River is speechless as the sunset slants, every household by the water reflects a red glow. The spring breeze doesn't know that your face has changed, still happily singing around the painted boat. The moon is bright, people's hearts are broken! I didn't expect you to have some skills." Xiao Qingxuan remembered this poem quite clearly.

  Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "The Qinhuai River has no words to describe the slanting sunset, every household by the water reflects the red makeup. The spring breeze does not know that the jade face has changed, still happily singing around the painted boat. Who comes to sigh at the rise and fall!"

  Xiao Qingxuan was taken aback, and although only five words had been changed, the connotation of the phrase was completely different, from being entangled in love to worrying about the country, it actually had a distinctly different flavor.

  "Who will lament the rise and fall, who will lament the rise and fall." Xiao Qingxuan repeated it twice before saying: "Lin Wanrong, you have such thoughts, I suppose Dahua still has hope after all."

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  "Here we go again," Lin Wanrong thought to himself. He had previously found out that Xiao Qingxuan was a loyal imperialist, and they had even argued about it before.

  "It seems you really didn't follow me here." Lin Wanrong said: "Can you tell me, what kind of person are you?"

  Xiao Qingxuan retorted: "What do you think I am?"

  Lin Wanrong sighed: "I've never played this kind of word game, it's a headache!"

  Xiao Qingxuan snorted and said: "Then don't ask. What I am has nothing to do with you."

  Also, I'm completely from a different world than her, what's the point of asking these questions, it has nothing to do with me? Thinking this, Lin Wanrong fell silent, and both people sank into silence.

  A man lay on the bed, a woman stood in front of the bed, saying it was not strange that it was a lie, to say ambiguous, but also somewhat wronged Lin Wanrong. His contact with Xiao Qingxuan only happened twice, and both times were in an unfriendly atmosphere, apart from the killing intent, what remained was only her appearance and figure.

  Xiao Qingxuan couldn't understand the man in front of her either. He was obviously a talented and knowledgeable person, but at the same time, he seemed to be clueless about everything. Sometimes he was overbearing, sometimes weak, making it impossible for anyone to see through him. At this moment, although they were close enough to touch, they seemed like two people isolated in different worlds.

  Xiao Qingxuan was startled and said, "What's all this for? Let's ask him about the important matter at hand."

  "Lin Wanrong, are you really unwilling to tell me what Qin Xian'er talked to you about?"

  Lin Wanrong said helplessly: "What else can I talk to her about? You also saw that, I just pointed out some problems in her composition, and she asked me to go in and explain it in detail."

  "Is that all?" Xiao Qingxuan asked doubtfully, "Has she ever talked to you about anything else? For example, where she came from and what she wants to do here?"

  "No." Lin Wanrong said resolutely, "Please, miss, I just met her tonight. What do you think she would talk to me about? Love?"

  Seeing Xiao Qingxuan's frowning and deep thinking appearance, Lin Wanrong smiled leisurely: "Oh, I understand, you're not jealous, are you?"

  "Eating vinegar?" Xiao Qingxuan asked dazedly: "What vinegar am I eating?"

  "Seeing me and Qin Xian'er walking too close together, you naturally became jealous." Lin Wanrong said with a good feeling.

  Xiao Qingxuan really wanted to laugh, this guy, not only was his face thick-skinned, but his self-awareness was also overly confident. Xiao Qingxuan looked at him and said: "What do you think you have that's worth me being jealous for?"

  Again, with this tone, Xiao Qingxuan seems to have a sense of superiority everywhere. Even joking with her is so uninteresting. Qin Xian'er is still better, she's charming to the bone.

  "Lin Wanrong, you'd better not get too close to Qin Xian'er." Xiao Qingxuan said suddenly.

  "What does it mean? I make friends with whoever I want, what business is it of yours?" Lin Wanrong said displeased.

  "I can only tell you that Qin Xian'er is not simple, if you get involved by chance, it's hard to extricate yourself." Xiao Qingxuan ignored his tone.

  "Do you like me?" Lin Wanrong suddenly asked with a smile.

  "You, you, this scoundrel." Xiao Qingxuan was so angry that she couldn't speak: "I want to kill you."

  "Are you going to say that again? Can't you come up with something more creative? I've lost count of how many times I'm going to die tonight. Please, just kill me once for real." Lin Wanrong said.

  Xiao Qingxuan's tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn't say a word and turned to leave. The moonlight shone on her body, and from her sleeves, it seemed like a few drops of water had fallen down.

  Will it rain even if I hide in the house? Lin Wanrong was puzzled, but suddenly saw her night clothes and had an epiphany. She quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed Xiao Qingxuan and said: "Little girl, oh, Miss Xiao, are you injured?"

  Xiao Qingxuan waved her hand and said, "Mind your own business."

  He was already somewhat used to her temperament, so he let go of her hand and said: "I don't want to bother with it at all. But I'm telling you, if the wound isn't treated quickly, it will fester and leave a big scar. If it were a man, it wouldn't matter, but for a beautiful woman like you, that would be a pity."

  As expected, Xiao Qingxuan was somewhat moved and hesitated for half a day before asking: "What is inflammation?"

  Alas, it's really impossible to explain to her. Lin Wanrong said: "In short, you just have to listen to me and treat your wound as soon as possible, lest you leave behind those terrible aftereffects."

  Having said that, he didn't wait for her to speak, and felt for a flint, with a "pa" sound, the oil lamp was lit.

  Xiao Qingxuan was apparently frightened by what he said. Women, especially beautiful women, are very particular about their appearance and skin. Seeing Lin Wanrong light the oil lamp, for some reason, a faint flush appeared on her face.

  Lin Wanrong turned around to see Xiao Qingxuan, who was wearing a black tight-fitting outfit, but had restored her feminine appearance. She truly had a beautiful face and a lovely complexion that couldn't be matched by any other object. Just now under the moonlight she seemed like an icy cold fairy, but at this moment under the dim yellow light of the oil lamp, although still unapproachable, there was a hint of coquettishness visible.

  Lin Wanrong sighed, a woman growing up like this is indeed a disaster for the country and its people.

  Xiao Qingxuan was confident in her appearance, and when she saw him glance at her once and then look away, she felt a little strange. Wasn't I more beautiful than that Qin Xian'er?

  Lin Wanrong walked up to her and saw that she had been stabbed in the arm, the wound was not deep but still bleeding nonstop. This little girl is really playing with her life, Lin Wanrong shook his head helplessly, found the leftover daughter red wine from eating dog meat that day, tore some clean cotton wool, and soaked it in the wine.

  Xiao Qingxuan looked at his movements and asked strangely: "What are you doing?"

  "Alcohol cotton, disinfect." Knowing that it was pointless to explain, Lin Wanrong simply explained in the simplest terms, not caring whether she understood or not, and it wasn't like she was trying to teach her.

  Xiao Qingxuan saw his expression and knew he didn't want to explain himself, so she couldn't help but hum softly.

  Lin Wanrong washed his hands clean and brought a basin of hot water to put on the table, saying: "Alright, let's begin."

  Xiao Qingxuan saw that he seemed very professional and felt a bit more at ease, but still couldn't help asking: "Will this really leave scars afterwards?"

  Lin Wanrong was almost certain that as long as she used the golden ointment left by Old Man Wei, this place would definitely recover its former radiance. However, when a woman encountered such a problem, she was basically already in a semi-dumb state. Lin Wanrong said it several times, but Xiao Qingxuan still didn't feel at ease.

  Lin Wanrong lost his patience and tore off his own shirt, saying: "You see for yourself."

  "Ah, what are you going to do?" Xiao Qingxuan exclaimed: "You, you dare to be rude to me, I'll kill this good-for-nothing."

  With a swish, that treasured sword somehow appeared out of nowhere, carrying an icy chill that pierced to the bone, and was placed against his neck.