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030 Chief Inspector An's Heart Confused

Ning Hao snatched the board from the butler's hand in a hurry, and lifted it up.

An Yichen hurried forward to stop Ning Haotian, and pleaded anxiously: "Slow down! Master Ning, knowing a son is like a father. The main reason why Ning Zhiyuan will become like this is that he has no sense of smell since he was born. You always think It's a pity that he simply broke the can and broke it! When I cure his nose and he has hope for the future, he will definitely change!"

An Yichen finished speaking in one breath, without panting, Ning Zhiyuan whistled in his heart: so it turns out that brother Yichen can speak so fast...

Ning Haotian heard the point, hesitantly stopped: "You...can really cure his nose?"

An Yichen said sincerely: "I am certain about the treatment of olfactory nerve paralysis. It just takes a little longer, please give me more time, Master Ning!"

Ning Haotian looked at Ning Zhiyuan who was still lying on the bench with a playful smile and swaying limbs, hesitating in embarrassment.

"Uncle Ning!" Xiaoya Huizi suddenly turned out from behind the screen in the hall and bowed respectfully to Ning Haotian: "Uncle Ning, Doctor An is right. Zhiyuan's nonsense is just because he can't see the future Hope. The symptoms need to be cured. What's more, in Huizi's view, Zhiyuan refuses to lie and deceive his elders, which is filial piety, loves his younger sister, is brotherhood, and has the courage to bear the consequences, which is benevolence and righteousness! Please look at Dr. An and Huizi's thin face , forgive Zhiyuan!"

Ning Haotian sighed: "Okay, for the sake of Dr. An and Miss Huizi, let this kid be spared today!"

Ning Haotian said harshly to Ning Zhiyuan again: "Zhiyuan, I will write down this lesson for you! You must cooperate with Dr. An and heal your nose as soon as possible!"

An Yichen hurried to help Ning Zhiyuan up.

Ning Zhiyuan took An Yichen's arm, smiled at him, and stuck out his tongue.

The two of them hastily ate their late dinner, Ning Zhiyuan threw himself on the sofa, with his feet wide open in an extremely indecent manner, he closed his eyes and shouted: "Oh! I'm exhausted today!"

An Yichen walked over, lifted his slumped leg, put them together on the sofa, and sat down next to him: "You are exhausted, I was almost scared to death by you!"

Ning Zhiyuan looked at him.

An Yichen sighed: "Can't you follow your father's orders? Your injury is still not healed, and if you give your father a few more spankings, you won't be able to get out of bed for half a month?"

Ning Zhiyuan smiled with the corners of his mouth hooked: "My heart hurts?"

An Yichen rolled his eyes at him: "It hurts like a hole!"

Ning Zhiyuan reached out to take off his clothes: "Where can I see?"

An Yichen: "Don't make trouble, let me tell you seriously."

Seeing An Yichen's serious face, showing hints of anger, Ning Zhiyuan clapped his hands, and hurriedly changed the subject: "This is very strange today! When I rushed to the Wenfu, Wen Jingchang actually showed me an anonymous letter. The thing about me pretending to be the devil king was exposed! I don’t know who wrote it? They want to spoil my good deeds, but the only ones who know about this matter are me and you.”

"Brother Yichen, did you tell anyone else?" Ning Zhiyuan frowned and looked at An Yichen suspiciously.

An Yichen lowered his eyes, pretended to be thinking, and concealed the guilt in his eyes: "No, of course the less people know about this, the better. I didn't even mention Le Yan."

Ning Zhiyuan put his hands under his head and turned his head to look at the ceiling: "Could it be that the servants have spies?"

Facing Ning Zhiyuan's trust that he didn't think about himself at all, An Yichen had mixed feelings: "Speaking of the anonymous letter, Mrs. Le also received it."

Ning Zhiyuan's eyes drifted back to An Yichen: "Oh?"

An Yichen: "I was going to persuade Mrs. Le, but when I arrived, Mrs. Le begged me to help her put the sedan chair back."

Ning Zhiyuan opened his eyes wide: "What is written in the letter?"

An Yichen: "The letter said something about Pei Shan and Wen Shixuan, that's why Mrs. Le called off the marriage."

Ning Zhiyuan patted the back of the sofa and put his hands on his chest: "This is so strange! This person who wrote the letter feels like he wants to help ruin the marriage, but he wants to ruin my business...and he seems to know our whereabouts very well. !"

An Yichen nodded: "Well, this person is really not simple, I don't know what he's planning, you say... Could it be written by that kid Wen Shixuan?"

An Yichen put his hand on his chin, curled his index finger into a hook and rubbed his lips.

Ning Zhiyuan turned sideways and supported his head with one hand: "No, I asked Pei Shan about this, and he said that Wen Shixuan didn't write it."

An Yichen looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Maybe Wen Shixuan is lying?"

Ning Zhiyuan fell into deep thought.

This day, An Yichen came to An Qiusheng's residence as usual, and when he stepped through the door, he saw Le Yan was already there.

An Qiusheng quickly asked him to sit down: "Yichen, so many things have happened recently, how is your case going?"

An Yichen put down the medicine box in his hand, and sat opposite to An Qiusheng: "Ah! These [-] cases of the devil's marriage were very meticulous, and there were not many valuable clues left at the scene. It can be said that we are helpless now."

Le Yan lowered her head and raised her eyebrows, with an apologetic expression on her face: "I'm sorry, I have been involved in so many things, not only did I not help at all, but I also hindered you..."

An Yichen smiled at her and comforted her: "It's none of your business, it's because the Demon King is too cunning."

An Qiusheng: "What about Ning Haotian? Do you have any clues?"

An Yichen: "I suspect that Ning Haotian hid those kidnapped girls in the Buddhist hall, but the Buddhist hall is guarded day and night, and no one can enter except Ning Haotian and the housekeeper, not even Ning Zhiyuan. Can't break through!"

An Qiusheng gave An Yichen a wink: "Yichen, I think you need Le Yan's help. Didn't the little bully ask Le Yan to be the head gardener before? If Le Yan enters the Ning Mansion, maybe you can find out with your sense of smell. Some clues that we ordinary people can't find!"

An Yichen's eyes darkened: "Indeed, if Le Yan enters the Ning Mansion, it will be very beneficial for me to investigate the marriage case of the Demon King. Based on your sense of smell, it is very possible to find those two little ghosts who kidnapped Chunmiao..."

Le Yan poured tea for the two of them and said, "As long as I can help Brother An and get rid of this fake demon king for Mowangling, I will go no matter how much Ningfu hates you! Besides, Brother An needs me now..."

Le Yan paused, and shyly said: "I, I also want to spend more time with Brother An, but... I fell out with Xiaobawang..."

An Yichen frowned imperceptibly: "Don't worry about Zhiyuan, I will tell you. I believe that with your ability, Zhiyuan can't help you. If anything happens, I will protect you in secret. "

Le Yan looked at An Yichen affectionately, and An Yichen looked back with a smile, with guilt in the corners of his eyes.

An Qiusheng showed a satisfied smile.

In the afternoon, An Yichen didn't make a diagnosis, and went back to Ning Mansion early, and took Ning Zhiyuan to visit the garden.

Ning Mansion is worthy of being the first-class incense master in Mowangling. In the garden, there are pavilions, pavilions, ponds, bridges, strange stones and wood carvings. Not to mention the unique arrangement, the variety of flowers, plants and trees is dizzying.

It was not the first time that An Yichen and Ning Zhiyuan visited the back garden, but his mind was not here all the time, and he couldn't remember many of them.Walking in the garden, the most eyes still fell on each other's face, both of them were drunk.

Ning Zhiyuan let out a breath: "Ning Peishan has been imprisoned for several days, and my father still doesn't seem to want to let her out.

An Yichen stared at Ning Zhiyuan's opened and closed lips: "Master Ning seems to be determined this time to make Ning Peishan change his mind.

Ning Zhiyuan slightly raised his head and looked at the sky: "If it could be changed, it would have been changed a long time ago! How can you say let go when you fall in love with someone?"

An Yichen closed his eyes, covering his sad and painful eyes, took Ning Zhiyuan's hand and squeezed it.

Ning Zhiyuan looked back at him, An Yichen responded with a smile showing his dimples.

Ning Zhiyuan looked around to see if there was no one around, and secretly kissed An Yichen, smiling like a cat stealing a fish.

Ning Zhiyuan walked by the pond shaking his hands: "It's just Wenfu's side... I don't know if we will force Xiaobailian to marry Leyan again.

An Yichen didn't let go of the hand he was holding, and let him shake it: "Didn't you say you want to raise Le Yan for the rest of your life? Why don't you take her here?"

Ning Zhiyuan turned his head and looked at him with wide eyes, jokingly said: "Oh, I can't see that you are so generous, brother Yichen? If she is bigger, you should be bigger?"

An Yichen showed a look of grievance: "I have pity on me. I'll be your baby, I'll be your bed warmer, and she will be your garden manager!"

Ning Zhiyuan: "Pfft! You said this! I forgot!"

An Yichen smiled lightly and said, "I think so! Like what you said, Leyan went to this muddy water because of money. You offer him a good price and let her come to Ningfu to work. You contract It states that you are not allowed to resign without permission during your tenure, and even marriages must be approved by the young master of the Ning Mansion, so Wen's fear of Ning's Mansion can only be temporarily suppressed, right?"

Ning Zhiyuan looked at him with bright eyes.

An Yichen: "What?"

Ning Zhiyuan was amazed, and held An Yichen with both hands: "Brother Yichen! I thought I was already the smartest person in the world! I didn't expect you to be even better!"

An Yichen leaned his head and squinted his eyes and smiled, "I learned this from you, big brother!"

Ning Zhiyuan clenched his hands, and turned his eyes to the side: "But... the stinky head hates me so much... will she be willing?"

An Yichen looked at him biting his lower lip, and was a little moved: "Don't worry about Le Yan, I'll go with Uncle Qiu to persuade her, it should be fine!"

Ning Zhiyuan pursed his red lips that were bitten by himself, and said sullenly: "It's also... Le Yan likes you! Of course I will listen to you..."

An Yichen was distracted, dragged him to hide behind the rockery, and kissed him.

After kissing for a long time, An Yichen reluctantly let go, and smiled lowly: "My wife is really jealous! If Le Yan comes, I'm afraid I'll be full of jealousy all day long!"

Ning Zhiyuan was a little dizzy from the kiss, put his hands on An Yichen's chest, pushed slightly, he was happy but still pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "Who is your wife! You are my wife! Don't think I didn't hear clearly just now Ah! Who are you talking about as a young gentleman?"

An Yichen held his face: "You! You are my little husband"

Ning Zhiyuan snorted, "It's not too bad."

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