Reborn Black Lotus can read minds

At this point, he became serious: "Why drugged me?"

Shen Yuan turned around and ignored him. Can't tell, can't tell.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Tang Jianchun continued to persuade: "Tell me."

He looked around, narrowed his slender peach blossom eyes, and whispered: "I will take you out of prison."

Shen Yuan looked at him with wide eyes. This condition was indeed very attractive.

Shen Yuan's face turned red and she was a little embarrassed: "Because I couldn't conquer my heart, I had to have skin-to-skin contact."

Another nonsense.

Tang Jianchun frowned slightly and said, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Although it is the gibberish of a child, it is surprisingly pleasant to the ears.

Suddenly there were dark clouds outside the window and there was thunder.

Zhu Shunsui took care of everything about Shen Yuan and Tang Jianchun's affairs at Wangyuefang and gave instructions, so no news was revealed just now.

Wangyuefang was all his people, and it was as if this incident had never happened. Qingyan only stayed in the Xingsi dungeon for half the night before being taken away by Tang Jianchun.

Zhu Shunsui felt that the young governor seemed to be crazy recently, and his behavior was really unpredictable. First he stabbed himself inexplicably, and then he escaped from prison in his own territory. Maybe his brain was not working well after being injured.

Where did the two go after escaping from prison? No one knows.

In the study room of Qishan Academy, Shen Yuan held Han Tanxiang and flipped through the book.

This is her hobby, drinking and reading at the same time, she is as happy as a god.

She was concentrating on reading, and Tang Jianchun held his hands next to the bookshelf and looked at her.

She had just been released from prison, and she climbed over the wall and through the window to get here. It was a little cold inside, so she put on Tang Jianchun's big green coat and sat on the bench happily reading a book. The ill-fitting green coat made her face look white and tender.

A strand of black hair fell, she raised her hand to tuck it behind her ear, and then took a sip of the wine. The spicy and delicious aroma of the wine exploded in her mouth. Shen Yuan narrowed her eyes happily and stretched out her paws like a kitten. I continued to flip through the book.

She accidentally raised her head and saw Tang Jianchun looking at her. She bent her eyes and asked a little embarrassedly: "Would you like to find a book and read it with me?"

He led him to his happy hometown, but did not entertain him at all. Besides, Hantanxiang was paid by him in silver, which made him somewhat embarrassed.

Tang Jianchun shook his head: "I don't read these books of yours." He wanted to say something else, but he swallowed it.

It turns out that she not only likes drinking, but also likes reading.

Suddenly, Shen Yuan's eyes lit up as if he had discovered some treasure. Soon, she stumbled towards Tang Jianchun holding a book with a burnt yellow shell. She bent her eyes and couldn't help herself: "Do you know how long I have been looking for this book!"

Tang Jianchun just thought it was funny. How could someone dance with joy because of something like this?

Shen Yuan quickly found the Four Treasures of the Study. Perhaps she was a little drunk, but she actually asked Tang Jianchun to grind ink for her.

Tang Jianchun did not refuse her. After all, she was always so rude when she was drunk.

She sat under the window, taking advantage of the moonlight outside, and copied carefully.

The moonlight poured down like a silver river, flowing past her side. She sat up straight and copied with concentration, blending with the moonlight to form a beautiful picture.

Tang Jianchun was unexpectedly moved.

He always knew clearly that everything was just a play with the prince.

When he woke up from chaos and saw this girl lying next to him, he suddenly felt that maybe she was a poisonous snake, but was there a possibility that she could be a weakness that could appear naturally without being carefully crafted? A false weakness through which he can hide his real weakness.

Yes, you can, and she's a good fit.

Shen Yuan copied for a while, her hands suddenly felt sore and her head felt a little groggy. She waved towards Tang Jianchun. Tang Jianchun was a little confused and walked over gently. His voice was rare and gentle, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Shen Yuan turned around, her face was beautiful and beautiful under the moonlight, and the ends of her eyes and cheeks were stained with a hint of drunkenness.

Tang Jianchun looked at her face and repeated: "What's wrong?"

Shen Yuan sniffed and snorted aggrievedly, but didn't say a word.

Tang Jianchun bent down, moved his body in front of her, stretched out his hand to rub her head, and asked patiently: "What's wrong? Huh?"

Shen Yuan's whole little brows were furrowed. She was unhappy and uncomfortable. She muttered to herself: "You don't like me, wuwuwu."

Tang Jianchun chuckled when he heard this, and said in a strange tone: "You think I don't like you? What does it mean to like you?"

He gently sat next to her, "What if I pluck out my eyes and string them into jewelry to give to you?"

Shen Yuan looked at him in horror. In his mind, he recalled the cruel things that Feng Chih said, such as dismembering the body, gouging out the eyes, and peeling off the skin.

Well, it does seem like it was made by him.

Shen Yuan felt him sitting down next to her, so she took the initiative to hold his arm. She leaned her face against his body and said vaguely: "From the time I started to remember, everyone told me that I must never forget it. Family shame, family hatred.”

She swallowed: "Dad has warned me since I was a child that I can make any friend in this world, except Yushifu. Don't have anything to do with them."

At this point, she sighed, "But people's hearts are made of flesh. You were injured, and the entire Yushi Mansion couldn't eat. Zhu Shunsui regretted that he couldn't be with you. Manager Liao felt sorry for your wound so much." How long will it take for you to grow up? All the guards from the Yushi Mansion will be guarding you."

She opened her eyes and looked into the distance, as if she was questioning herself, and as if she was seeking answers from others: "Is the Yushi Mansion really as cold-blooded and ruthless as the rumors say?"

Finally, she raised her head again and tilted her head to look at Tang Jianchun: "Tang Jianchun, I told you about my family affairs, can I exchange a secret of yours?"

Tang Jianchun looked into Shen Yuan's eyes. There was an unnoticeable expectation in her bright eyes.

"What secret do you want to know?" Tang Jianchun couldn't bear to refuse her.

He waited for her to ask.

Shen Yuan half-squinted her eyes, tilted her head and asked, "Can you tell me about your mother and father?"

Tang Jianchun felt suffocated and looked at her in surprise.

Mother, father? How long have you not dared to think about them? Probably a long time ago.

A picture suddenly appeared in Tang Jianchun's mind: there was a sound of water, and a small boat floated out from the jungle. A woman was rowing with a paddle at the stern of the boat. She had long hair reaching her waist, and was dressed in white. There was a gold belt tied in her bun, and a snow-white veil. Reflection, fairy spirit fluttering.

That was his mother, who had both the strength to row a boat and the strength to wield a sword. She was the daughter of a general, and her name was Bai Xiangwan.

Tang Jianchun was silent for a while, then he pinched Shen Yuan's cheek and said with a smile, "You care about me so much?"

Shen Yuan felt his hand caressing her face. It was warm and the fingertips were thin and long. She pressed her face against his fingers and said softly: "You said you like me, but I think it's only a little bit. "She said, stretching out her little finger and comparing it to the length of a fingernail, "I want more and more likes, I want to get closer to your heart, I want to see your past, I want to know those things that no one else has Know the story.”

Tang Jianchun was stunned. No one ever wanted to touch his heart, not even himself.

More likes? But he felt he didn't deserve it.

His past was nothing but a dark, dirty, dirty, muddy mess stuck in hell.

Tang Jianchun didn't know why, but his mind felt like he had fallen into a deep pool and couldn't pick it up.

The only woman in the world who loved him passionately was hung up in the air in prison, with her hair disheveled and her lower body covered in sores.

It was completely different from the fairy-like appearance in his memory.

When she saw herself, her dead eyes seemed to have sparkle. She groaned in pain, coughed violently in her throat, and streams of blood flowed uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth.

But he could only scream through the hard cell door, collapsed, and could do nothing.

He closed his eyes and recalled the painful past.

He didn't speak, but Shen Yuan felt a drop of wetness on the back of his neck.

She trembled all over and suddenly woke up from the wine.

She recalled the tragic experience of the baby boy mentioned by Master Chu. If this was really Tang Jianchun, then it would be too cruel to force him to tell these things.

Thinking of this, she slowly lowered her eyes, raised her hand, covered Tang Jianchun's cheek, and choked softly: "No more, no more, I don't want to listen anymore."

Her slender fingers repeatedly stroked his slightly moist face and said warmly: "Stop talking."

Yu Bi wiped his tears vigorously, hiding the tears scratched on his face, "I always cry in front of you, are you annoying me to death?"

In fact, her crying had nothing to do with her family, but she cried because she felt sorry for him. But she wanted to protect the indifferent, calm, and aloof Master Yushi who concealed all his emotions, so she didn't say a word about his tears.

In just a moment, the tears had faded from Tang Jianchun's eyes.

It was as if the tears falling on her neck and hands had never existed before.

When he spoke again, his tone was already nonchalant: "You usually pretend to be strong, but are you saving these tears for me?"

Shen Yuan was amused by him.

Tang Jianchun had not touched a drop of wine, but he was drunk in her mist-filled smiling eyes, which were more beautiful than the moon falling into the lake.

I'm afraid that after you get to know someone like me, you will only dig out today's heartache from your body, wishing that I would lie dead on the street with rats and ants piercing my heart.

......

In the main hall of the East Palace, a man in white with a broken arm was kneeling at the foot of the hall.

He reported in detail: "My subordinates saw with their own eyes that Tang Jianchun went into Chang'an's house that day and stayed there all night. On the next day, he left the house with her and got on the carriage."

The prince rubbed the lid of the cup and said with a bright face, "This Chang'an is really capable."

The man with the broken arm of His Highness is none other than the demoted deputy commander of the Imperial Guard Department, Duan Xunan.

He put down the bow and arrow on his body and continued: "His Royal Highness, he also asked people to suppress your assassination at Wangyuefang. It's a bit strange. The intelligence said that he transferred all his men to Youzhou, but he was not that day. Single-handedly, with the strength of those people, they can compete with us, but they passively accept the challenge and only draw with us."

At this point, he paused: "We couldn't get close to Tang Jianchun, but he was stabbed for no reason. It's really strange."

The prince walked down the stage, walked around Duan Xunan, suddenly stood still, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "You mean, he has private soldiers?"