I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

The actor looked at Wei Lang's eyes full of suspicion and vigilance, chuckled, then restrained his smile and became serious.

"Since you suspect me, I will tell you about the man the eunuch brought." The actor narrowed his eyes slightly. "He is as scary as a demon. He is extremely cruel to the young men. When a young man knocked over a cup, he got poisonous insects and locked the young man in a cage. The young man screamed, but he watched with interest."

Wei Lang leaned forward slightly and asked in confusion, "If Gao Yan is so cruel, why didn't he do this to you?"

A few faint rays of sunlight came in through the tattered window paper, and the raised dust floated slowly in the light and shadow.

The actor lowered his head slightly, and after a moment of silence, he slowly raised his head. "I used my special status in the theater to collect a lot of information he needed. Gao Yan thought I was still useful, so he didn't take action against me."

Wei Lang folded his hands in front of his chest and continued to ask: "Then do you know why he collected this information?"

"I don't know his specific purpose."

"Are you going to keep doing this for him?"

"I'm waiting for the right time. Now, you are my chance."

Chen Jia looked at the actor with interest and asked, "Why do you believe we can help you?"

The actor's eyes were firm, and he replied, "Because I guessed who you are looking for."

"Oh?"

"The Southeast Drum Tower attracted a large number of Dali Temple guards. I contacted them with this young master and concluded that the person you mentioned was targeting him. Recently, several young generals in Shouchun died, and the Duke of Zhao's mansion was not peaceful. The ex-in-laws either came to cause trouble or the new daughter-in-law was hunted down. All signs show that this person has a great grudge against Shouchun, and the only one who can be an enemy of Shouchun is Gao Yan, the regent of Qing."

Chen Jia nodded slightly, her eyes full of appreciation, "Interesting. What's your name?"

The actor raised his head slightly and said, "I call myself Qianmo."

Wei Lang felt a little jealous as he listened to the conversation between Chen Jia and Qian Mo.

He looked at Qianmo and said with a hint of sourness in his tone: "Even if you guessed that the man was Gao Yan, if you are useless to us, I will not help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

Qianmo was not in a hurry, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident smile.

"Sir, you are wrong. I am not a useless person. Just talking about this theater, I am well-informed and can definitely provide you with more clues. Besides, if I were useless, why would you be here talking to me? Maybe I can help you solve this little problem of jealousy."

After saying that, Qianmo deliberately winked at Chen Jia.

When Chen Jia heard Qianmo's words, she was startled at first, and then the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. That smile was as bright and moving as a flower blooming in spring.

She gently covered her mouth with her hands, her shoulders trembling slightly, her eyes curved into crescent shapes, with twinkling lights in her eyes, and an expression full of laughter.

The clear laughter like a silver bell seemed to be about to overflow at any time, but she tried hard to restrain it, and only made a slight "puff" sound.

Her cheeks were lightly flushed, as charming as the sunset in the sky.

As she giggled, she secretly glanced at Wei Lang, and seeing his flushed face, she found it extremely amusing.

She looked like a naughty child who had discovered some interesting secret, and people couldn't help but smile knowingly at her cuteness.

When Wei Lang heard Qianmo's words, his face instantly turned red.

His eyes flickered in panic, as if someone had discovered the secret in his heart.

The blush spread from his cheeks to his ears, just like the gorgeous sunset in the sky reflected on his face.

The calmness and composure of the day disappeared without a trace, replaced by a boyish shyness and innocence.

Qianmo raised his chin slightly, with a hint of certainty in his eyes, and began to tell the story of Gao Yan, a drama fanatic.

"Gao Yan, he is really a crazy opera fan. On the fifth day of every month, no matter the weather, he will come to this theater to listen to Ruohong's opera. The fifth day of next month may be a good day for you to catch him."

Wei Lang nodded and signaled Chen Jia to stand up and leave.

Seeing Wei Lang preparing to take Chen Jia away, Qianmo quickly said, "Sir, please stay. The current situation is turbulent and the forces of all parties are intertwined. Although you and this girl are very brave, in this ever-changing situation, one more helper means more strength."

Wei Lang stopped but did not look back, as if he was thinking.

Qianmo continued, "Young Master, think about it. Gao Yan is a sinister and cunning man, and his existence is a great threat. In this theater, I have come into contact with all kinds of people, and my sources of information are very wide. I can provide you with the latest trends of Gao Yan. Moreover, I am good at observing people's words and expressions, and I will definitely play a significant role in the confrontation with Gao Yan. If he knew that I had contact with the two young masters but was not dealt with, he would definitely kill me. Once I die, you will lose an important source of information, which is undoubtedly a huge loss for your great cause."

"I hope you can protect me, a little actor, so that I can have a place to stay in this chaotic world."

Qianmo spoke sincerely and looked at Wei Lang with expectation in his eyes.

Wei Lang looked back at Qianmo, his expression full of confusion and hesitation.

Chen Jia's eyes moved back and forth between Wei Lang and Qian Mo. After a moment's thought, she moved closer to Wei Lang and whispered, "Wei Lang, look at Qian Mo. He is extremely intelligent and well-informed. I think he may become a capable assistant to Chen Jue in the future."

Wei Lang frowned slightly. He didn't want to get involved in this matter, but when he thought of Chen Jia's kind and stubborn character, he was afraid that she would go to protect Qianmo without authorization and fall into danger. He sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, I promise to protect you. But you must remember that if there is any betrayal, I will not forgive you easily."

Qianmo's face immediately lit up with a happy smile, and he quickly bowed his hands to express his gratitude: "Thank you, sir, thank you, young lady. Qianmo will do his best to serve you, sir and young lady."

Afterwards, the two left Miaoyin Pavilion and took a carriage together.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was a little solemn.

Wei Lang spoke first: "Gao Yan not only likes to torture men, but is also obsessed with listening to operas. A person who loves to listen to stories may have flaws in his character."

Chen Jia nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes flashing with thought, "Well, we can look for the root of his character flaws, maybe we can find a way to deal with him."

As he spoke, Wei Lang unconsciously moved closer to Chen Jia, stretched out his fingers and gently gestured on the small table in the carriage, analyzing various possibilities.

Chen Jia looked at Wei Lang's focused expression, her heart moved slightly, and she stretched out her finger and lightly tapped where Wei Lang pointed, expressing her own opinion.

Wei Lang was slightly startled, and looking at the two people's touching fingers, his heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

He subconsciously reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind Chen Jia's ear, and said softly, "Your little brain is quite quick."

Chen Jia's cheeks instantly flushed, she lowered her head shyly, and replied softly: "How can I be as good as you."

At that moment, the atmosphere in the carriage became particularly ambiguous, and it seemed that countless emotions were quietly spreading between the two.