How to break into a Chinese book

And Jiang Yan... in love for a hundred days? ?

Shen Yi looked at Jiang Yan beside him in disbelief, but he acted calmly, as if he knew everything.

Ding--

In Shen Yi's astonished expression, a dialog box popped up in front of him:

[Triggering the hidden plot: One day while listening to a play in Qu Yuan Building, Young Master Shen caught a glimpse of the tall, slender Huadan on stage with a gentle singing voice, and he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to make him the top card.After learning that Jiang Yan is actually a man, Young Master Shen is still moved, determined to give up Yingying Taolin for him, willing to be a begonia under Lihua's body.After some wu-shan-yun-yu, the two established a relationship. 】

Shen Yi stared at the text in front of him with a pale face.

Pear Blossom Body - Begonia Underneath... Wushan Cloud - Rain...

fuck.

I dare say he is not only bent, but also the one below?

Looking at Jiang Yan's calm look beside him, I always feel a sense of complacency.

Shen Yi pulled his face and asked him: "You already knew?"

Jiang Yan's expression remained unchanged: "I know."

"Then why didn't you tell me..." Shen Yi gritted his teeth.

"I don't know that you haven't triggered this aspect of the plot yet." Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, "I can tell you now, do you want to hear the details?"

...No need.

It's just a script, and it's not real, don't care, don't care...

Shen Yi persuaded himself to calm down and continue eating hot pot.

As for the pitiful Jiang Yan next to him who doesn't eat spicy food...

Shen Yi completely gave up the idea of ​​helping him prepare a soup base.

It's a joke, isn't it a soft meal to attack the script?Either you are hungry, or you can eat whatever the patron tells you to eat. Let’s have a good taste of the sour taste of this Sichuan-style hot pot.

The two very happy NPCs on the opposite side don't know what they got into trouble with the chef.

The two of them were obviously used to the bitter life of eating bran and drinking water in the dungeon. They had never tasted this kind of delicacy in the world. Even though their mouths were swollen from the red hot butter, they still sucked and sucked non-stop. happy.

Yu Yan on the side persuaded them: "Many people who don't eat spicy food often are not used to butter hot pot, so take it easy and be careful of stomach pains."

Luk Fook just ate a piece of crispy Kung Fu Potato Chips, his lips were swollen like sausages: "It's okay, it's okay!"

Shen Yi also persuaded with a smile: "It's okay, I don't put much pepper."

It's only half a pot.

With the chef's promise, the two ate even more recklessly.

After a hot pot meal, the sky was completely dark.

The two NPCs obviously did not forget their mission, cleaned up the remaining hot pot smell in the yard, and gave the four of them the guest rooms they arranged for them to live in.

"Everyone, stay here for a night in peace. Tomorrow morning, there will be new progress in the case."

Liufu pointed to the larger bedroom on the west side and said, "Oh, by the way, Young Master Shen, you can live in the same room as Mr. Yan."

There is also a "look at how caring I am" smile on his face.

Shen Yi: ...

Liufu and Duan Jiayu sent several people to the door of the room respectively.

I don't know if it was intentional, but there was no moonlight on the rainy night, so Luk Fook also turned off all the lights in the yard, leaving only the white paper lantern in his hand.

The dim candlelight flickered on and off, and could only illuminate an area under their feet. The faces of Liu Fu and Duan Jiayu were both cast a gloomy shadow by the dim candlelight.

The wind stopped, the rain stopped, not even a bug in the yard.

Quietly as if the whole world had fallen into a vacuum.

Liufu creaked and pushed open the wooden door behind him: "Master Shen, Mr. Yan, this is your room."

The room had a musty smell that had not been lived in for a long time. There were beds, tables and chairs, and a chaise longue by the door.

The furniture did look clean.

Shen Yi entered the room and lit the oil lamp on the table. He was tangled up against the small bed, but he heard Liu Fu behind him suddenly say quietly: "Master Shen, Mr. Yan."

The dim light made it difficult to see his face: "Tonight, you must lock the door."

boom--

After saying a cruel and inexplicable intimidating word, Liufu closed the door and left.

Shen Yi didn't take his words to heart, and turned to Jiang Yan: "This bed is so small, how do we sleep at night?"

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows: "According to the plot, I must be sleeping with my arms around you."

Shen Yi:? ? ?

"However," Jiang Yan sat on the imperial concubine's couch by the door, staring thoughtfully at the just closed door, "something will definitely happen tonight."

"You sleep on the bed, remember not to sleep too hard."

As he said that, Jiang Yan had already half leaned on the soft bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

The air returned to tranquility.

You can even hear the crackling of the burning wick of the oil lamp.

Since he was asked to sleep on the bed, he would be impolite.

Shen Yi didn't struggle too much, walked to the table and blew out the oil lamp, took off his shoes and went to bed in the dark.

What Jiang Yan said was serious, what big event will happen tonight?

Sleepiness struck quickly, and Shen Yi's consciousness became hazy. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he vaguely heard movement at the door.

It looked like someone was walking up and down the hallway in high heels.

Who is it?

The one wearing the high heels must be a woman, it can't be An Jinfu who is too old to be bedridden, right?

Shen Yi wanted to get up, but just as he moved, the wooden bed under him creaked abruptly.

Jiang Yan, who was half lying on the couch by the door, immediately got up, walked quickly and silently to his side, and gently pressed his shoulder.

Shen Yi could see his face clearly through the dim light coming through the gap between the door and the window.

He exuded a serious and condensed aura all over his body.

His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were fixed on the door like a cheetah, and his arms were naturally in front of Shen Yi, acting as a protective and defensive gesture.

Shen was also a little nervous, and quickly looked away.

The sound of high-heeled shoes outside the door was getting closer and closer, and the dark wind also came in through the cracks in the window.

As if he had noticed the movement in the room, the man stopped at the door.

Shen also couldn't help holding his breath.

However, at the next moment, a sudden stomach growl came from outside the poorly soundproof wooden door.

Gulululu...the sound became more and more intense.

The man at the door suddenly bent down to cover his stomach, and then ran wildly in his high-heeled shoes. Hearing the sound, he should have arrived at the hut in the yard.

Shen Yi:? ? ?

Jiang Yan frowned: "Fortunately, I didn't eat that hot pot today."

So late at night, which should have been scary, became a stage play listening to people outside having diarrhea and running to the toilet.

In the end, the man thought it was cumbersome, so he simply took off his high heels and listened to the movement until dawn before he managed to recover.

Early the next morning, Shen Yi specifically asked Yu Yan and Lu Qiushan: "Have you two had diarrhea?"

The two said innocently: "No."

As he said that, he saw Liufu and Duan Jiayu walking past with one hand on their buttocks, their legs crossed, their frowning faces like crabs.

Yu Yan asked them both puzzledly: "By the way, housekeeper Liufu, you reminded us to close the doors and windows last night, as if something important was about to happen."

"Did I sleep too dead, why don't I know anything?"

Liufu's face was green: "Isn't it good to be safe and sound?"

"You said yesterday that there will be new progress early this morning." Jiang Yan looked at Liufu, "What progress?"

The silly Duan Jiayu took out a pair of red high-heeled shoes from behind his back. He looked dead-headed, and he was still going through the plot step by step: "We found these high-heeled shoes in front of the mourning hall this morning..."

Shen also looked at Duan Jiayu, then at Liufu.

What are you pretending to be wearing high heels last night to scare people, but the one who had diarrhea and went to the toilet was not one of you!

Liufu interrupted him bitterly: "Let's not talk about this for now."

"When I went to serve my wife this morning, I found a photo next to her pillow."

"What photo?" Jiang Yan motioned for him to take it out.

But Liu Fu said: "The writing on the back of the photo seems to be in English, and I don't understand it, but Madam trembled angrily after seeing the photo, and refused to let me take the photo away..."

"Why don't you guys follow me to Madam's room to have a look?"

Recalling the dark and weird bedroom and An Jinfu who was only a layer of skin on the bed, Shen Yi really felt a little physically uncomfortable.

But everyone was obviously very interested in that photo, so he could only follow along.

Before stepping into the door of An Jinfu's room, Jiang Yan suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

Then lowered his voice and said in his ear: "Don't be too far away from me for a while, pay attention to safety."

Indeed, it's just a photo, but like a Hongmen banquet, it must lead everyone to this dark and cramped bedroom. This Liufu definitely has other plans.

Shen Yi secretly heightened his vigilance, always paying attention to the movements around him.

The room was still as dark as yesterday, and the emaciated An Jinfu on the bed was lying there as straight as a corpse.

As for the photo Luk Fook mentioned, it seemed to be right next to her pillow.

Lu Qiushan was the first to pick up the photo.

The photo is a group photo of four people, the man and woman in the middle are Duan Wangsheng and...

"Yu Yan! Why is it you in this photo?!"

Yu Yan couldn't argue: "It's just a photo..."

Shen Yi and Jiang Yan also hurried forward to check the details of the photo.

This black and white photo should have been taken in Paramount.

Duan Wangsheng was wearing a plaid suit, smiling very elegantly, and standing beside him was Yu Yan, the showgirl of Paramount.

In the photo, Yu Yan is wearing a cheongsam, has a good figure and a bright smile, and looks very similar to Duan Wangsheng.

On the sides of the two stood two men in black trench coats, probably Duan Wangsheng's friends.

In the photo of the four of them, it is really clear at a glance who is in the C position and who is the protagonist.

Jiang Yan flipped the photo over casually, and saw the English spoken by Liufu.

That's the word in fine italics written in pen: lilac.

clove.

So... the real Lilac is not the so-called NPC, could it be the player Yu Yan? !

"Where's Yu Yan?!" Lu Qiushan's voice interrupted the train of thought of several people.

Jiang Yan, Shen Yi, and Lu Qiushan were all there, as well as An Jinfu lying on the bed, Liu Fu and Duan Jiayu standing behind them, but Yu Yan was nowhere to be seen.

In just half a minute... Yu Yan disappeared.