After rebirth, my wife just wants to be a widow

Shen Ruoyan's temper came and went quickly. When she was tired of crying, she fell asleep on Lu Yan's shoulder.

Lu Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard even breathing coming from his ears.

The moment he escaped from the fire, he noticed the suppressed panic in Shen Ruoyan's eyes. When she pretended to be strong and said that she was fine, Lu Yan couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

What kind of hardships did he go through to suppress his inner pain and not dare to show his true emotions in front of others easily?

He insisted on sending her back and carrying her up the mountain steps, just to find a deserted place where the little girl could vent her pain.

Fortunately, she still trusts herself.

Lu Yan used a little force on his arms to lift the person up. He used Qinggong with gentle steps and jumped into his yard.

After returning to the room and placing the little man on the bed, Lu Yan fetched a basin of water and carefully wiped away the tears on Shen Ruoyan's face.

Today's fire almost made him lose her forever.

At the same time, it also allowed Lu Yan to see his heart more clearly.

He couldn't bear to let go. No matter if he was a widow or a flower girl, since he liked it, why should he have so many worries?

He likes her, cares about her, and wants to protect her.

Lu Yan raised his head and looked at the stars in the clear night sky, and had to admit that he was completely stuck on her.

The next day, when Shen Ruoyan woke up, the sky was already bright, and several birdsong could be heard outside the window from time to time.

The green smoke in the room is filled with the smell of soothing incense, and the pure white gauze curtains are swaying slightly in the breeze. Everything is so beautiful. The fire last night seemed like a nightmare.

Shen Ruoyan got up from the bed and rubbed her eyes that were swollen from crying. She felt a little embarrassed when she remembered the scene where she cried on Lu Yan's back last night.

Walking outside, she found that the courtyard was empty, and Lu Yan was nowhere to be seen in the study where he was usually present. Shen Ruoyan stopped someone and asked, "Where is the Young Pavilion Master?"

The man gave Shen Ruoyan a strange look. She was the young pavilion master's sword servant. How come she didn't even know where her master was?

Seeing that Shen Ruoyan's hands were empty, she frowned even more. This swordsman was worthy of his service, but it was too perfunctory!

Although there were many complaints in his heart, the man still said: "The Young Pavilion Master left with his people this morning."

"Left? Are you still taking someone with you?" Shen Ruoyan felt bad and immediately asked, "Do you know where you are going?"

The man shook his head, "No, it's just that the Young Pavilion Master didn't look good when he left."

Shen Ruoyan became more and more panicked as she listened. Could it be that Lu Yan had already found out that the person who wanted to harm him yesterday was the imperial concubine and brought someone to Beijing to settle the score with her?

But now that he has lost his memory, he has no memory of his time as an official in the capital. If he really went to the capital like this, he would probably suffer a loss.

Shen Ruoyan was immediately anxious.

In fact, her guess was correct. Lu Yan was indeed heading towards the capital, but he did not enter the city directly. Instead, he stopped in front of a mountain village in the suburbs.

It was midnight when night fell and everything was quiet. Everyone in the village had already fallen asleep.

Suddenly, a panicked voice broke the tranquility of the night: "The gang leader is in trouble!"

The gang leader who was woken up casually grabbed the wine glass and threw it at the man, and cursed impatiently: "Why are you making such a fuss and why is the gang leader bad? I'm not a good person! What are you yelling about?"

The man gasped for air and said, "It's... it's on fire!"

The gang leader was still lying on the bed, without opening his eyes, "Won't you put it out if there's a fire? Do you have no hands or feet? Don't come to me for everything and call the gang leader all the time. The noise makes my head hurt. A bunch of trash!"

The man was scolded and scolded, and he was extremely frightened, but he still said boldly: "No, gang leader... Actually... it's just... Hey, this fire is a bit big, and it will soon reach your side. You’re here, you’d better get up and take a look yourself.”

"What?" When the gang leader heard that the fire was about to reach his side, he suddenly woke up and jumped up from the bed. While putting on his clothes, he cursed, "Why did you go there earlier? Why are you here now?" Come to me? What's the situation outside?"

Xiao Loulou tried to organize her words several times, but could not express herself clearly, "The fire... is burning very hard, and everyone... is looking for water... and..."

The gang leader thought he was too intrusive, so he pushed open the wooden door. What he saw was a sea of ​​fire, and he couldn't help but curse again.

He climbed up to the highest watchtower in the village in a few steps, and when he looked around, he saw flames everywhere in the huge village.

The bandits, who were used to burning, killing and looting, never thought that a fire would break out in their own village. They only knew how to set fires and how to put out fires.

Seeing the flames all around, he was in a hurry. Some people were holding long knives in an attempt to extinguish the fire, some were kicking it with their feet, and some even picked up the wine jar next to them and threw it towards the fire. The flames shot up, making his face full of anger. His beard was burnt.

The gang leader still had some brains and shouted down, "You guys, find someone to move all the valuable treasures out of the warehouse, and the rest of you will gather here!"

Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and that they would definitely not be able to put it out on their own, the gang leader made a quick decision and planned to take the things they usually grabbed and retreat to a safe place. As long as they kept their lives, they could make a comeback in the future.

But when he directed his brothers to carry boxes of gold and silver jewelry, they finally bypassed the fire place and walked to the mountain gate. When the gate opened, he saw a silver-white figure standing in the open space not far away. .

It was a young man in white clothes, wearing half a silver mask, standing upright in the wilderness, and the night wind blew the hem of his clothes sharply.

The gang leader was shocked and waved his hand to signal his men to stop moving forward.

Most of the night, he did not wear night clothes, but wore conspicuous white. This kind of person was either extremely arrogant or possessing strong strength. However, no matter which kind of person he was, he did not want to provoke him, nor did he dare to provoke him.

The gang leader stopped and asked in a loud voice: "Who are you? Why do you want to disturb the peace of my Qingyan Gang today?"

Lu Yan didn't say anything. He glanced at the three big characters "Qingyan Gang" hanging on the door of the cottage, raised the corners of his lips, picked up the bow and arrow behind him, and shot towards the plaque.

The silver arrow pierced the night sky, and the arrow sank into the center of the plaque with deep internal force, immediately shattering the thick wooden board into two halves.

The plaque hit the ground with a clang, throwing up a cloud of dust and hitting the gang leader silently but hard on the face.