The villain is too beautiful! The hero is in love again

A hint of joy flashed across Jiang Wanyi's cold face.

I think since the Meng family hasn't announced the death nor cancelled the household registration, the identity seal of the second young master Meng should still be useful.

He quickly got out of bed with soft legs and took out a moon-white robe from the bottom layer of the closet.

Put it together with the seal into the bag.

The gatekeeper was surprised when he saw the Second Young Master's wife, who had been guarding the Second Young Master's mourning hall in Yanzhu and never stepped out of the front door, was about to go out.

"Second Young Master Madam, where are you going? Do you want a sedan chair?"

"Just go around, no need to prepare a sedan chair"

The more people who went, the easier it would be for the news to leak out, so Jiang Wanyi refused without even thinking.

After arriving at the inn, he asked for a room upstairs, closed the door, and changed directly into the moon-white robe in his bag.

After he was dressed neatly, he took Meng Yanzhi's identity seal and went straight to the yamen.

But before he could enter, he was stopped by the guards at the gate.

"Stop! You can't just go in here. Who are you?"

Jiang Wanyi clasped his hands together and bowed, his posture deliberately very low.

"Please be accommodating. My young master has something to do."

The gatekeeper had a look of contempt on his face.

"Your young master? Which one?"

"Meng Family"

"Meng? Come on, come on, come in~"

When he heard that the person was from the Meng family, the yamen runner changed his arrogant attitude.

He bent over and led the way for Jiang Wanyi.

The lawyer in charge of household registration looked at the handsome young man in a moon-white robe with great respect.

"Young Master, I wonder what the young master of the Meng Mansion wants you to do in my small government office?"

Jiang Wanyi took out a piece of wet and wrinkled paper from his sleeve.

"You have misunderstood, my lord. It is not that the Meng family wants to do something. My maid accidentally got my household registration certificate wet while washing clothes."

"Now the writing on it is blurred. The imperial examination is coming up soon, and I can't take a single step without this certificate. That's why I want to ask you to help me get a new one."

After the master took it, he squinted his eyes slightly, but found that he could not see anything clearly.

He could only smile awkwardly at Jiang Wanyi, who was sitting and waiting beside him, not knowing his true identity.

This person came under the banner of the Meng Mansion, but he didn't have any token. Without any evidence, he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

Mr. Zhao looked embarrassed, pointing at the household registration certificate that had been soaked in water and had blurred handwriting.

"Up here..."

Jiang Wanyi quickly took out Meng Yanzhi's seal from his sleeve and handed it over.

"Oh, this is what Master Meng asked me to give you. He said you would know it at a glance. I wonder if Master Zhao has any difficulties?"

The authenticity of the black jade seal used exclusively in the Meng Mansion could be determined at a glance. The lawyer's attitude became more respectful and his words became more warm.

"That's not a problem. Just wait a moment, young master. I'll replace it for you. But my name and hometown are no longer clearly visible on the paper. Please tell me."

"My son Jiang Wanyi, a villager from Xiayang Village in the fireworks town"

"That's good, that's good"

By the time Jiang Wanyi came out of the yamen, only half an incense stick of time had passed.

His usually cold face softened a little at this moment because of the newly obtained household registration certificate.

Jiang Wanyi couldn't help but take out the new household registration certificate from his pocket.

Seeing that the gender column showed "male", the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she carefully folded it and put it into the interlayer of her clothes on her chest.

This matter that had troubled him for several years was resolved in less than half an incense stick of time as soon as Meng Yanzhi's seal was shown.

Jiang Wanyi sniffed the fresh air, and even the sounds of hawking on both sides of the street sounded pleasant to his ears.

But when I thought about having to go back to the inn to change into women's clothes and return to the Meng Mansion...

The joyful mood faded again.

Jiang Wanyi didn't want to go back, but he was doing it with Meng Yanzhi's seal.

If the Meng family sent someone to the yamen to ask, they would know that he could not escape.

But today, because things went so smoothly, the sun is still early.

There is no rush to return to the cage in the Meng Mansion.

He had been working like a slave for the Jiang family for the first sixteen years of his life, and had been trapped in the backyard of the Meng Mansion for the last two years.

Although I have enough food and drink, I have lost my freedom.

After getting rid of the spies following him today, Jiang Wanyi finally got a brief moment to catch his breath.

It just so happened that he hadn't been through the town in detail yet, so he might as well walk around and kill some time.

After Meng Hanzhi dealt with the aftermath of Hanshan Temple, he stayed for a while.

Originally, I wanted to use other things to get Jiang Wanyi out of my heart, but I didn't expect that my longing for him would become more and more intense.

The desire to return home is like an arrow shot from a bow. I rode my horse all the way and finally arrived at Fireworks Town today. Only then did I slow down.

Meng Hanzhi was dressed in black and looked dusty. He held the reins with one hand and sat on his horse, slowly moving forward through the crowded streets.

His eyes casually swept over the crowd around him.

But his sight was attracted by a figure.

He was a young man dressed in a moon-white robe, dressed like a scholar. He had a slim figure and kept his head down, seeming a little nervous.

Moreover, the boy's skin was abnormally white, almost not the skin color that a man should have.

Meng Hanzhi couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

It was these few glances that made Jiang Wanyi feel even more nervous, fearing that he would be recognized.

He didn't expect Meng Hanzhi to come back today, and he happened to meet him.

Today happens to be the Red Fifth Fair, and the streets are crowded with pedestrians on both sides, and everyone in the front is walking forward.

If he wanted to turn around at this moment, he might be too obvious a target.

He could only lower his head and pray that Meng Hanzhi would not notice his presence.

As the two figures intertwined, Meng Hanzhi, who was on horseback, couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

The young man's unique and cool temperament makes him look like an acquaintance.

He couldn't help but look back at the boy who had already walked away, and frowned slightly.

When Jiang Wanyi finally returned to Xuanjixuan, his clothes were already slightly wet.

After his tense emotions were relaxed, he seemed to have no bones at all. He lay limply on the couch and gave instructions to the maid waiting at the door.

"Xiyue, tell the kitchen to boil some hot water. I want to take a bath."

"Okay, Madam."

That night, thanks to Meng Yanzhi's help, he was able to successfully obtain a new household registration certificate.

Jiang Wanyi knew he couldn't refuse, so he just went along with him.

Meng Yanzhi really liked his obedience. The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that Jiang Wanyi was always very patient...

He would only groan when he really couldn't bear it anymore.

His best efforts to restrain himself made him seem like he was addicted to it. In contrast, Meng Yanzhi couldn't help feeling unhappy.

The strength in my hands also increased a bit...

His lips and teeth bit Jiang Wanyi's snow-white shoulder, which was covered with bruises, as if to punish her deliberately.

The pain of the canine teeth piercing the flesh reminded Jiang Wanyi of the bite he received when they first met.

Unable to hold back a cry of pain, his fingertips left red marks on Meng Yanzhi's back.