Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

In Shangjing City, Lu Huan was feeding pigeons leisurely. A gust of wind blew, the door of the room was quickly opened, and a man in black rushed in.

Lu Huan turned around slowly, put down the bird food, and asked, "Is there any movement in Zhiyi City?"

Zhong Cang replied: "Yan Xuanye is preparing for his wedding with that witch at full speed, and that witch..."

Lu Huan cleaned his hands, wiped them dry, and glanced at him calmly: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Zhong Cang: "That witch is asking about the general."

Lu Huan was a little surprised: "Are you asking about me?"

"Yes, the witch disguised herself as a man two days ago and quietly left the mansion to go to the teahouse to inquire about the general. During the days when we abandoned the city, many teahouses in Zhiyi City have been talking about the general, but most of them deliberately exaggerated the general's story to attract customers."

"It was a teahouse called Mingxiang Pavilion. The witch went to Mingxiang Pavilion to drink tea and sat there for an hour and a half before leaving."

"The secret guards who stayed in Zhiyi City followed the witch to Mingxiang Pavilion. The story told in the teahouse roughly meant that although it was hateful for the general to abandon the city and betray the country, hateful people also have pitiful and tragic aspects. The witch seemed to agree with it."

Lu Huan did not get angry because the storyteller described him as pitiful and hateful. Instead, he laughed softly at the sentence "the witch seemed to agree with it."

Although it was a laugh, it was not a happy laugh, but a laugh that felt ridiculous.

After a while, he stopped and said, "It's quite interesting. I tried to kill her several times before and humiliated her in public, but she didn't blame me and even cared about me."

Lu Huan turned around and asked Zhong Cang: "Tell me, what is she trying to do?"

Zhong Cang had a straight face and no expression. It was no problem for him to be a secret guard who killed people without shedding blood, but he was like a blind man touching an elephant when asked to analyze a woman's psychological activities.

Zhong Cang: "I don't know, but I know that the witch must have some plan."

Lu Huan muttered to himself: "Yes, she has a plan, but what exactly is she planning?"

Zhong Cang was also stunned: "Could it be that he is plotting against the general?"

Lu Huan looked at him doubtfully: "?"

"If she was after money and status, wouldn't she just agree to marry Yan Xuanye? But I heard from Zhiyi City that the witch doesn't seem to want to marry Yan Xuanye."

Lu Huan raised his eyebrows: "Why not?"

Zhong Cang: "On the first day they entered the Tongpan Mansion, Yan Xuanye wanted to sleep in the same room with her. If it was any other woman, wouldn't she be so happy that she went crazy? But the witch refused. Later, Yan Xuanye often went to her place to eat and talk, but she was just indifferent."

"She even set a bunch of rules for Yan Xuanye, saying that she would not share a husband with other women, and that she would not allow Yan Xuanye to take concubines after marriage, and even not allow him to have maids in the same room." Zhong Cang hesitated for a while, and then said, "Yan Xuanye... also agreed."

Lu Huan was stunned, and even broke the flowers that the maid had put in the vase. An indistinguishable light floated in his dark eyes, "He even agreed to such a demanding request. I guess Yan Xuanye loves Su Zhao very much."

He smiled jokingly, but his eyes were as sharp as a scimitar: "Let the secret guards keep an eye on them. If the wedding date is set, you must inform this general in time. I will give them a generous gift."

"I obey your command. I will take my leave first."

The door creaked shut. Lu Huan was still holding the broken flower in his hand. He looked at the lifeless flower and recalled that day in the desert when Su Zhao lay in Yan Xuanye's arms, bleeding profusely and eventually losing his life.

Thinking back to the day in Zhiyi City when she was extremely disappointed after learning about what he had done, her eyes dimmed a little and she murmured, "Su Zhao, why do you care about me?"

He wanted to ask Su Zhao, but Su Zhao was thousands of miles away in the Tongpan Mansion in Zhiyi City and could not answer his question.

……

Not only was she unable to answer because he was far away, but if Lu Huan was right next to Su Qian at this moment, she would not be able to answer either.

Because at this moment, Yan Xuanye was kissing her on the back of her head.

Su Qian originally thought Cuiwei was making a fuss out of nothing. After she came back, Yan Xuanye did not come to look for her. Cuiwei served her dinner, and the two of them played Go for a long time until their necks ached.

Not long after Cuiwei finished helping her take a bath, Yan Xuanye rushed in. Not to mention Cuiwei, who was always timid, even she was a little scared.

Yan Xuanye seemed to have drunk some wine. Although he was sober, his actions were exaggerated under the influence of alcohol. He glared at Cuiwei who was cowering in the same place and refused to leave, and shouted: "You tactless thing, get out."

Cui Wei looked at Su Qian tremblingly. Su Qian waved at her and said silently, "Go out."

Cuiwei then retreated.

As soon as Cuiwei Bu closed the door, Yan Xuanye strode towards her, lifted the bed curtain that was in the way, and pressed towards her with a strong smell of alcohol.