"Do you care about him?"

Seeing Jiang Wanyu's panic-stricken look, Song Qiyan felt happy in his heart and pretended to ask casually.

"He's my fiancé, of course I care about him, and he's injured so badly right now, what if something goes wrong?"

Hearing this, Song Qi Yan just chuckled. It wasn't as serious as she thought. Although he was still weak, he had experienced both major and minor injuries. The arrow only tore his flesh. He just needed to rest for a few more days.

It was just that I wanted her to accompany me last night, so I pretended to be a little serious, and I didn't expect that she cared so much.

After a shy smile, she explained, "Don't worry, your fiancé is fine, he just needs to rest more. And..."

After a pause, he glanced at Jiang Wanyu with a guilty look on his face, "He also asked me to tell you to rest here for a few days. He is not feeling well so he won't see you for the time being. He asked me to take you back to the county governor's mansion in two days."

"Don't want to see me? I worked so hard to save him the night before, and now he doesn't want to see me? What the hell."

Jiang Wanyu was half-believing and half-doubting, and felt that the masked man in front of her was not trustworthy.

Seeing this, Song Qiyan realized that if he continued talking he would only arouse Jiang Wanyu's suspicion, so he made an excuse and left.

"Miss, I am just telling you. I have other things to attend to, so I won't stay with you for long. And this sect has its own rules, so I'm sorry, you should stay in your room for the next two days. Don't go out. If you have anything to say, just tell the subordinates outside the door."

After saying that, Song Qiyan left, leaving Jiang Wanyu staring blankly.

You say you're taking care of me, but isn't that just a disguised way of imprisoning me?

Jiang Wanyu put her hands on her waist and thought carefully. She always felt that the ghost mask was very familiar.

Where did you see it?

He paced and wandered in the room, thinking carefully.

Suddenly his eyes lit up and he suddenly realized.

"Oh, that's right! This guy saved me before in the dyeing factory!"

"If that's the case, there's no need to harm me after saving me time and time again, so why did you imprison me and prevent me from seeing Song Qiyan?"

Jiang Wanyu thought about it carefully and felt that it was no coincidence to see them again in Shu.

Suddenly I felt uneasy.

"Could it be that their target is not me! It's Song Qiyan!"

"That's right! Song Qiyan and I are engaged, so there's no need to lock me up here, unless their original target was Song Qiyan, and I was just a means to restrain Song Qiyan!"

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I became.

"Song Qiyan is not being interrogated and punished by those people in some dark place right now, right?"

"No! I have to find a way to get out and meet Song Qiyan."

Just as I was thinking about how to get out, a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with wolf teeth and a free and easy manner, pushed the door open.

"You are Jiang Wanyu!"

"I?"

Jiang Wanyu pointed at herself and was suddenly cut off, she was inexplicably dazed.

Before Jiang Wanyu could react, the young man had already locked the door.

"My name is Chihua, the second in command of the Netherworld Sect."

The man had a pair of striking fangs, and when he opened his mouth, he raised his chubby, slightly childish face.

After saying that, the man raised his eyebrows slightly and looked Jiang Wanyu up and down, his eyes filled with a strange scrutiny.

"Tsk, that's all."

She is not as beautiful as Sister Qingluan. It turns out that the young master likes her that way.

Chihua thought with his chin in his hand.

Jiang Wanyu, who was standing by, felt inexplicably unhappy, as if she had been rudely looked down upon.

"What are you talking about? Who would look at someone and gossip about them as soon as they meet? Didn't your young master teach you etiquette?"

"Young Master? That's not your turn to say."

Chi Hua frowned and glanced at him, with a look of contempt between his brows. He paused, put his hands on his hips, and said, "I heard that you are Song Qi Yan's fiancée?"

"?"

Hmm? Is this boy here for Song Qiyan?

He lowered his eyes, planning to act according to the situation.

"So what? What do you want?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Hua approached him aggressively, with an incredulous and slightly childish look on his face, asking, "So how did you confuse Song Qi Yan? How did you make him care so much about you?"

"Hmm? So you are very familiar with him?"

Jiang Wanyu asked back.

Hearing this, Chihua covered his mouth in shock.

Oh no, he almost let the cat out of the bag. If he told her that it was Song Qiyan who was saved by the Young Master, wouldn’t the Young Master beat him to death?

His eyes were rolling around.

This girl is quite smart.

"Song Qiyan has always been on good terms with my young master, so naturally I have some connections and know Song Qiyan."

"Friends? Then do you know where Song Qiyan is now?"

"Don't try to trick me. Tell me how you deceived Song Qiyan."

"confuse?"

What words? She is like a vixen, but it is that guy who is like a vixen and seduces me every day.

"Do you care? We are already engaged, so what if he likes me?"

"Of course I care. You know, beauty is a curse. Since ancient times, heroes have been unable to resist beautiful women. I've heard that. How can I let Brother Yan fall into this state?"

That’s right, in his eyes, the young master is a majestic and powerful figure with superb martial arts skills.

But ever since he heard Qingxuan say that the young master fell in love with Jiang Wanyu, he sometimes looked listless and even dull.

How could I watch the young master become a slave to this woman?

Moreover, Jiang Wanyu had caused so many troubles for the prince in the past. Take the matter of the Nine-Leaf Lotus for example. It was Jiang Wanyu who destroyed the Nine-Leaf Lotus that the young master had obtained with great difficulty. Now he had to repeat the same mistake and had to look for it all over again.

No, no, a man as resolute as the young master cannot be dragged down by this pretty woman with no brains.

"Anyway, as a friend, I'm worried about letting Song Qiyan marry you."

"what?"

Jiang Wanyu looked at Chihua in astonishment. Why did she feel that Chihua was Song Qiyan's little fanboy? She was actually plotting against him on Song Qiyan's behalf.

But thinking that maybe this man could help him get out, he just continued talking along with what he said.

"If you drink with me, I will tell you about Song Qiyan."

"Wine, you little girl, can you still drink?"

Of course she couldn't drink alcohol, as she would go crazy if she drank, but she still had a way to deal with this young boy.

"What little girl? I am older than you anyway, so you should at least call me sister. Since you want to know about Song Qiyan, why don't you play a game with me?"

"game?"

Chi Hua frowned and looked at Jiang Wanyu, not knowing what the woman meant. But thinking that she could tell him about the young master, he didn't care.

"No problem, you can play whatever you want. I'll play with you. But if you lose, you have to promise me to leave Song Qiyan."

"Ah? He is the fiancé granted by the Emperor, how can I chase him away?"

Jiang Wanyu looked at Chihua and wondered what Song Qiyan had done to him to make him so obsessed with him.

"No matter what, even if there is an engagement, you just need to keep your distance and stay away from Song Qiyan. It's better than being around him every day."

Then you don't even see who is pestering whom.

Jiang Wanyu was ashamed.

Whatever, just gamble, she won't lose anyway? And he was so angry when he used Song Qiyan as a bet before, how could she dare to lose this time...

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