Chapter 12 Man, you are making people angry
When Yan Jun heard the sound, his eyes met with Song Lan's. For a moment, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He panicked and wanted to turn around and run away.
The moonlight tonight is as bright as day.
Yan Jun looked at that beautiful and soft face. When the corners of the lips were slightly curved, two very symmetrical dimples were lightly carved on the cheeks. The silvery moonlight fell flatly on the person's body, reflecting the girl's skin color. More cold white.
The delicate flowers shine in the water and bloom.
It was rare for him to see someone looking so quiet and beautiful, and he forgot to blink for a moment.
He sighed helplessly in his heart, knowing that at this moment, the other party must have seen him clearly.
It would be too deliberate to turn around and leave.
"Girl is well."
Yan Jun held up his hands and said politely: "I'm sorry."
Recalling what the person seemed to have asked him just now, he immediately replied: "Your Highness is so kind as to allow me to go home and rest for two days."
He looked up at the sky and had to bite the bullet and continue to write: "I just had dinner with some colleagues who were on duty together and were about to go home."
It sounds very humble.
He tried his best to keep his face down, as if he didn't want to be seen clearly.
"My family lives in Yuqian'er Alley. Just walk a few dozen steps eastward from here, turn in and walk to the end." But the answer was detailed.
She just asked casually, what does this man do to report?
Song Lan blinked.
She vaguely felt that this person seemed to have seen a ghost when he saw her just now?
Is it an illusion?
She carefully looked at the man who had obvious traces, could not be more fake, and was serious about pretending to be a good boy in front of her. She felt confused in her heart and had some doubts about life.
It stands to reason that she is just a cousin whose parents are dead and living in a fifth-grade official residence.
The person in front of me is the bodyguard of Her Royal Highness the Princess, who is very popular in the capital, her status is even higher than that of the princes of the royal family, and she has military power.
At least he's an official.
There's no need to please her, right?
What's more - "The guard is so polite."
Song Lan bowed slightly and saluted: "Thanks to the adults for helping me out during the spring banquet and rescuing me. I haven't even formally thanked you yet."
"The grace of saving lives should be repaid with a spring of water."
"If you don't mind it, I'll hold a banquet at Zuixian Tower tomorrow and treat you to a meal. How about that?"
The pretty person blinked her eyes lightly and her voice was as soft as the wind in spring.
If it weren't for the strong resentment that was raging around her so much that it could almost cover the whole city, Yan Jun would really think that she was a polite little girl who was quiet, shy, gentle and harmless.
He couldn't hold it back for a moment and sneered in his heart: You can really pretend!
But he was unprepared and said what was on his mind unintentionally.
“Since it’s a life-saving grace, shouldn’t I pledge myself to it?”
By the time Yan Jun realized what he had said, it was already too late to undo it.
"No, I mean..."
He anxiously wanted to explain and make amends, but his broken mouth seemed to be sticky, and the more anxious he became, the harder he could open it.
"Huh?"
Song Lan was really stunned.
Promise yourself?
She blinked and looked at the man who was blushing and looking for a crack in the ground. She felt a little funny inexplicably.
As for the promise of her own body - she had an unfortunate marriage in her previous life, had many twists and turns, was harmed by her relatives and became an evil ghost for two thousand years, and worked for nothing in the underworld for two thousand years. She had already felt calm and could not arouse the desire for love.
But, if this is what the benefactor wants...
Song Lan thought, is it not impossible to marry the person in front of him?
After all, in her previous life, she had caused many people to lose their lives in vain, and even her body could not be laid to rest.
She owed someone her life.
This is cause and effect, you have to pay it back.
"If you want me to repay you with this, yes, that's fine."
Song Lan thought seriously: "It's just that I haven't officially terminated my engagement with the Zhang family, nor have I severed ties with Xie Jiaen. It would be inappropriate to marry my benefactor at this time." "The reputation of my benefactor is also burdened. , why not, my benefactor, wait for me a little longer?”
"Also, you are now working as an errand in the eldest princess's house. Do you need to report the marriage to the master's family and let the master's family make arrangements?"
Before he finished speaking, the person in front of him had already fled in a hurry.
But he was running in the wrong direction. There was a dead end in front of him, so he had no choice but to turn back.
When he met Song Lan again, the sole of his foot slipped and he fell flat on his butt.
"Hey...hiss!"
Yan Jun was annoyed that this mortal body was too weak and fragile.
He raised his head and met Song Lan's eyes, then quickly lowered his eyelids. Pretending to be polite and humble, he stood up and stood still, bowing and cupping his hands.
"Just now, I was rude and disrespectful to the girl. I am not a benefactor but I am not a benefactor. The girl offended me."
"The girl was in trouble at the eldest princess's spring banquet. It was my fault. It was my duty to save the girl."
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"The girl doesn't blame me, she still pleads for me to avoid being punished. In terms of kindness, it's the girl who is kind to me..."
Yan Jun sensed something was wrong and wished he could bite his tongue off.
If you say something is not good, you have to say it is kind.
Isn't this coming back again?
"No, I mean——"
Song Lan blinked: "Then you will give yourself to me?"
Yan Jun:……
There is no need to be so obsessed with love and love, and commit yourself to each other - right?
"It's getting late, why doesn't the girl go back? It's too late, I'm afraid my family will be worried."
Yan Jun abruptly changed the topic: "It's not safe to walk at night, so I won't see you off!"
Saying that, he turned around and ran away.
Song Lan froze on the spot.
It’s not safe to walk at night, so why don’t you send me away?
Human words?
She raised her head and looked in the direction where the man was escaping. Unexpectedly, her eyes met with the man's head peeking out from around the corner.
Yan Jun:! ! !
What to do, what to do, I really want to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Song Lan chuckled softly.
Thinking of the love stories she cried with those infatuated ghosts in the past, she seemed to understand something.
Is he—wanting to refuse but still welcome?
That's probably because he likes the way the Overlord uses his bow forcefully.
Song Lan stood there, looking at the remaining half of her clothes in the corner, and smiled evilly, as if he was acting out the powerful love of a domineering emperor in front of her.
Great, man, you succeeded in seducing my attention!
Yan Jun leaned against the corner wall, not even daring to breathe too heavily.
He didn't dare to move and stayed close to the wall. Until dawn was approaching, he still didn't feel Song Lan's aura disappearing. He was heartbroken and simply stepped out, planning to have a showdown directly.
"Song..."
Stepping out of the corner and looking at the deserted street in front of him, Yan Jun was stunned.
Where are people?
Song Lan had arrived at Liu Yueniang's home, squatting on the big tree in the courtyard, listening to the wind blowing through the leaves and the rustling of the leaves - and the shadow of the sword approaching quietly.
"Who are you!"
"Why did you break into my home?"
The young man shouted fiercely, like a paper-tied tiger, with a weak aura and a trembling voice.
"Are you asking for money?"
"I can give you all the money, as long as you don't-" hurt my mother.
Before the terms he wanted to exchange were spoken, the young man shouted heartbreakingly: "Aniang! Aniang!"
Song Lan squatted on the tree, watching the thin young man being kicked to the ground by someone, and let out a soft tut in disgust.
It seems that one of her "husbands" in the Zhang family in her previous life is a little weak now!
(End of chapter)