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043 pain

In front of the thatched hut behind the Huashen Temple, An Yichen and An Qiusheng were talking on a bamboo square table and cool chairs.

An Qiusheng was surprised: "What? Le Yan has already obtained the incense spectrum from Ning Zhiyuan, but she refuses to tell you?"

An Yichen: "That's right! Le Yan seems to have some subtle changes in her thoughts towards Ning Zhiyuan now..."

An Qiusheng was surprised: "How could this be? Isn't you the one she loves? It's impossible for her to be half-hearted?"

An Yichen turned from expressionless to a sour smile at the corner of his mouth, and slowly said: "She loves me only because she mistakenly thinks that I almost died for her, so she should love me, but she treats Ning Zhiyuan, although He keeps saying he hates her, but in fact he has an instinctive feeling, which may be deeper than that towards me.”

An Qiusheng froze, frowning and thinking deeply.

Xiaoya Keiko: "Mr. Yichen!"

Xiaoya Huizi was panicked and frightened, with beads of sweat on her face, she looked like she came in a hurry.

An Yichen immediately stood up: "What happened? Are you so flustered?"

Xiaoya Huizi grabbed An Yichen's arm, pulling him to rush back: "Quick... Hurry up and save Leyan!"

An Yichen and An Qiusheng's expressions froze.

Le Yan helped Ning Zhiyuan back to Ning Zhiyuan's room, let him sit on the sofa, took off his tattered clothes, revealing the scars on his back.

Le Yan took a few breaths, looked shocked, and carefully cleaned his wound with shaking hands.

Ning Zhiyuan: "Hey~Smelly girl, how did your conscience find out in the end? Is your heart soft? Or do you love me? Are you not afraid that I'm playing a trick again?"

Le Yan felt a little sorry and didn't speak.

Ning Zhiyuan said again: "Could it be that you really fell in love with me and wanted to marry me, but because of your status as a young master and a servant, you only wish to stay by my side and watch me from afar?"

Le Yan's face darkened: "You're so hurt, and you still have a playful smile! Don't get me wrong, I decided to stay in Ningfu for the rest of my life, not because I have feelings for you, but because of my loyalty!"

Ning Zhiyuan: "You are righteous to me, so you can only be ruthless to your sweetheart?" You will never marry, how sad should your sweetheart be?Oh, how sad, how sad! "

Ning Zhiyuan moved while speaking, but unexpectedly touched the wound, he let out a ouch, and stopped his hands, showing pain.

Le Yan wanted to quarrel with Ning Zhiyuan, but when she thought about how she rejected him face to face without showing him any face, and seeing him suffer for herself, she couldn't help feeling even more guilty.

Le Yan lowered her tone: "Hey, can you be more honest?"

Ning Zhiyuan: "Hey, smelly girl, let me ask you, who is your sweetheart?"

Le Yan was stunned: "Why should I tell you? It's none of your business..."

Ning Zhiyuan: "I'll know if you don't tell me, it's An Yichen, isn't it?"

Le Yan remained silent with a complex expression, noncommittal.

Ning Zhiyuan paid attention to her expression: "I guessed right?"

Silence spread between the two of them, Ning Zhiyuan who got the answer suddenly didn't know what to do.

You don't like An Yichen, An Yichen is mine.

You'd better give up, An Yichen loves me.

When did you start liking An Yichen?

An Yichen, does he like you?

Ning Zhiyuan couldn't say these words, his mind was full of thoughts, and finally he chose to cover it up in a joking tone: "I don't understand, my young master, I am so brave and resourceful, how can I not be as comfortable as you are?" Dust? I am not uglier than him, nor stupid than him, why did you fall in love with him?"

Le Yan: "Brother An is better than you in everything! He is gentle, considerate, mature and stable, unlike you who are always rude!"

Ning Zhiyuan feigned anger: "Where am I being serious?"

Le Yan poked his head with her index finger: "Your words are either nonsense or crazy nonsense, you should lie down and take a good rest to recuperate!"

As soon as An Yichen stepped on the door, he saw this intimate scene, Le Yan poked Ning Zhiyuan's head with a smile, and Ning Zhiyuan smiled so beautifully at Le Yan, a burst of sourness instantly turned upside down.

Xiaoya Huizi, who followed closely behind, didn't miss this scene, nor did she miss An Yichen's weird look, with mixed emotions in her heart, and her onion fingers lightly grabbed the hem of the skirt.

It's just that An Yichen was distracted by the bandages wrapped around Ning Zhiyuan's body, hurriedly took three steps in two, and stepped forward to check.

An Yichen: "Zhiyuan! Why are you...!"

Looking at An Yichen's horrified and worried eyes, Ning Zhiyuan felt guilty inexplicably, and couldn't answer quickly: "I..."

Before Ning Zhiyuan could answer, An Yichen already knew about it.

An Yichen clenched his fists tightly to keep calm, but there was an uncontrollable depression in his calm tone: "Le Yan, Keiko, you go back first, I'll show Zhiyuan the injury.

Le Yan and Xiaoya Huizi looked at An Yichen's horribly dark face, and after looking at each other, Xiaoya Huizi pulled Le Yan and left the room.

When the light from the crack of the door was shrunk to a crack by the door closed by Xiaoya Huizi, Ning Zhiyuan looked at the dark-faced An Yichen and became nervous.

An Yichen came with Xiaoya Huizi, and An Yichen must have known why he was beaten. Thinking that An Yichen might be going to die of anger, he panicked, and his mouth trembled: "Yi... dust…"

Unexpectedly, An Yichen knelt down in front of him, covered his face with his hands and muttered: "I'm sorry! Zhiyuan is sorry! It's my fault! It's me..."

The voice was so bitter that he was about to cry, Ning Zhiyuan was flustered when he heard it, thinking that An Yichen was blaming himself for not protecting him well and hurting him, so he hugged An Yichen anxiously, pulling the wound on his back , broke out in a cold sweat from the pain: "No! It's my fault, I messed around again, I'm sorry, don't do this, it's none of your business!"

An Yichen trembled more and more, Ning Zhiyuan was even more anxious: "I won't do it next time! I won't mess around again, okay? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I won't contradict my father again! I'll listen to you Yes, I listen to you."

Ning Zhiyuan's weak words were like sharp knives cutting An Yichen at the same time, the pain made him want to confess everything to Ning Zhiyuan, telling him that he was the one who really wanted to say sorry, he was the one who caused him to be beaten, it was him He designed him, he hurt him!It was him who was mean and shameless while hugging him and saying love, and at the same time saying hate behind his back.

An Yichen, An Yichen, are you still human?

But he can't, he can't say anything, the bloody hatred is unshirkable.

How sad, sad, and disappointed would Ning Zhiyuan be if he found out?Now that the damage has been done, the truth will only make the situation worse. If this pain can be reduced by one point, it can be delayed by a moment.He couldn't see Ning Zhiyuan's suffering, and was also afraid of bearing the pain of losing Ning Zhiyuan.Whether selfish or cowardly, An Yichen chose to remain silent after all.

Ning Zhiyuan waited for a long time for no response, and felt that An Yichen must be crying, and his heart ached and sore: "Brother Yichen~~ I'm dying of pain... won't you help me read it?"

When An Yichen heard Ning Zhiyuan's cry of pain, he quickly wiped his face, took two deep breaths, calmed down, and said softly: "Well, turn around and sit down."

Ning Zhiyuan obediently let go of An Yichen, turned his back to him and raised his hands, An Yichen took off the gauze that Le Yan had tied just now, revealing shocking welts, the original fair skin turned red due to inflammation, It made An Yichen feel so regretful that his intestines would break.

An Yichen re-treated the wound quickly but gently, applying medicine carefully, until the gauze was tied with a perfect knot, and then heaved a heavy sigh.

He planted a kiss on Ning Zhiyuan's shoulder, announcing the end of the treatment.

Ning Zhiyuan turned his head and blinked at him.

An Yichen raised the corner of his mouth and showed a wry smile.

An Qiusheng was waiting anxiously at home.

Le Yan came from outside the house, An Qiusheng rushed to meet him: "Le Yan, are you okay? Ning Haotian didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

An Qiusheng couldn't explain why, but he always felt close to Le Yan and always cared about her, just like he was so worried about her right now.

Le Yan patted An Qiusheng's hand and comforted her: "Master, I'm fine! But...I can't marry Brother An anymore. I have already promised Master Ning that I will never marry and stay in Ning Mansion as a gardener for the rest of my life..."

Le Yan described the incident to An Qiusheng once.

An Qiusheng sighed: "I can understand your difficulties. You have feelings for An Yichen, but you have a sense of righteousness for Ning Zhiyuan. In order to have both love and affection, you can only wrong yourself. But Le Yan, this time you are in love again. Ning Haotian and Ning Zhiyuan are fooled!"

Le Yan: "You mean that Ning Zhiyuan is playing tricks again this time? But I can see that he doesn't seem to be pretending..."

An Qiusheng: "A tiger's poison doesn't eat its young. Even if you don't go back, Ning Zhiyuan won't be in danger. They bet on your unbearable heart! But you went back in the end, and they won the bet!"

An Qiusheng saw Le Yan's puzzled face, and added more strength: "Le Yan, do you know that we have already confirmed that Ning Haotian is the devil!"

Le Yan was shocked: "What? Ning Haotian is really the devil? Is there any evidence?"

An Qiusheng: "Earlier, Xiaoya Huizi hypnotized the steward of the Ning Mansion, and the steward himself admitted that those girls were kidnapped by Ning Haotian. Ning Haotian was secretly collecting the body fragrance of the girls to test the magic fragrance!"

An Qiusheng: "Originally Xiaoya Huizi wanted to ask further about the addresses of the imprisoned girls, but unfortunately you interrupted by accident!"

Le Yan recalled the special aroma she smelled when she passed Xiaoya Huizi's room that day, and the unnatural expression of the housekeeper hurriedly leaving after opening the door, and said in shock: "Master, you mean that sister Huizi was hypnotizing the housekeeper that day? hypnotism?"

An Qiusheng nodded: "Hypnotism is not a legend, but a real psychological control technique. Yichen studied hypnotism with Xiaoya Huizi when he was studying psychology at the University of Tokyo."

An Qiusheng: "People can't lie under hypnosis. The steward has confirmed our suspicion is true. Ning Haotian is the devil!"

Le Yan was stunned: "Such important news, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

An Qiusheng: "Because you have attracted everyone's attention, Yichen didn't want to increase your danger, so he didn't tell you."

Le Yan asked nervously: "Ning Haotian is the devil, what about Ning Zhiyuan? Does he know about it? Did he participate?"