Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Seeing that the two men were about to approach, Yan Ci stood there motionless.

If possible, she really wanted to rush to Shen Zhaoyan and ask him loudly whether he set fire to her for this woman.

But as the two people approached, Yan Ci suddenly turned around and avoided them. After the two people passed by, Yan Ci walked away from the other side.

She didn't dare.

The two of them were so harmonious and well-matched that she felt like she was the superfluous one.

Chunzhi looked at her own girl who suddenly became depressed, wondering what had happened. She caught a glimpse of a few familiar figures and nervously pulled Yan Ci's sleeve.

"Girls, it's the ninth, tenth and twelfth girls."

There are still four daughters in the Yan family who are still waiting to be married. Apart from Yan Ci and Yan Ru who is currently negotiating a marriage, there are only the tenth daughter Yan Wu and the twelfth daughter Yan Yu.

Yan Wu's biological mother was Aunt Song, who was on good terms with Aunt Zhao, so Yan Wu and Yan Ru were best friends.

Yan Yu and her brother Yan Jin are twins, a boy and a girl, born to the usually taciturn concubine Chen.

Because Aunt Zhao was in charge of the rear house in the past, Aunt Chen and her two children depended on Aunt Zhao for their livelihood, so Yan Yu always liked to go to Xiezhuyuan. As time went by, He became Yan Ru's little follower.

The three people saw Yan Ci from afar. In fact, they had been following Yan Ci all the time. As soon as Yan Ci went out, Yan Ru called her two sisters to go out, and followed him closely all the way. Suddenly, Yan Ci turned around, exposing their whereabouts.

Seeing that there was no need to hide, he just walked over openly.

"Thirteenth sister, you come out and play too."

The person who spoke was Yan Wu. She had a slightly plump and round face and was wearing a light yellow dress. She held her chin high as she spoke.

Yan Ci glanced at the three people's faces and bent his knees slightly: "Hello, three sisters."

"Oh, you are really sensible now. You know how to greet us."

Yan Ru was still as sarcastic as ever, and what she said was very irritating.

Yan Ci didn't care and was about to say goodbye, but he heard Yan Ru change his tone, "Since we've met, let's go together. I've reserved a seat at Guanshui Pavilion. Let's play together."

Yan Ci didn't want to go. Seeing Yan Ru's arrogant look affected his mood.

Yan Yu walked quietly to Yan Ci's side and took Yan Ci's arm in a very intimate manner, "Thirteenth sister, come along, we are sisters, don't be polite."

As he said that, he pulled Yan Ci and followed Yan Ru and Yan Wu towards the Guanshui Pavilion.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Yan Yu pulled her gently, and she couldn't just push her away. She could only let her pull her forward.

Guanshui Pavilion, as its name suggests, is a three-story pavilion facing the water. It is filled with carved beams and painted buildings, and is full of singing and dancing birds. Some people drink and have fun here, while others recite poems and paint. It is a place that is appreciated by both the elite and the masses.

Several people came to a private room on the second floor. The windows were open and they could see the scenery outside. Under the night sky, the trees along the river were hung with lanterns, which gave it a unique flavor when viewed from a high place.

After we sat down, the waiter soon brought in the wine and food. They were all girls, and the wine they ordered was plum wine, which was lighter in flavor. It was sweet but not strong, just right for girls.

The young ladies were chatting and laughing while eating and drinking. If Yan Ci hadn't noticed that Yan Ru always glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally, she would have thought that she was really invited to play.

The strong smell of the wine was enough to cover up the pungent medicinal smell. If Yan Ci hadn't had good self-control, he would have sneezed several times.

The little girl was scheming and didn't even know how to cover it up. Only a fool could not smell such a pungent smell.

But she still cooperated and pretended to drink it, then fainted on the corner of the table. She really wanted to see their next tricks, and if she didn't faint, there would be no show to watch.

Having been bored for too long, Yan Ci wanted to find some fun.

When they saw Yan Ci fainted, the three girls who were pretending to eat stopped and looked at Yan Ci quietly for a while.

"She fainted. What should we do next?" Yan Wu moved closer to Yan Ci and pushed him to confirm that she had really fainted.

"You two carry her into the room, I'll go call for help." Yan Ru ordered.

"Do you really want to do this? What if..."

Yan Yu's hesitant voice was suddenly stopped by Yan Ru, "There's no emergency, hurry up."

Yan Yu shrank back, and together with Yan Wu, she lifted up Yan Ci and walked into the inner room.

Chunzhi and Cuizhi were standing at the door. When they saw Yanru coming out, Chunzhi looked inside and saw her daughter being held by the Tenth and Twelfth Girls. She asked anxiously, "What happened to my daughter?"

"Sister Thirteen is drunk. Let her rest in the room. Go buy some hangover medicine."

Chunzhi did not doubt him and simply replied, "Okay, I'll go right away. Sister Cuizhi, please take care of Miss Thirteen for me."

After seeing Chunzhi leave the Guanshui Pavilion, Yan Ru also followed.

After Yan Wu and Yan Yu left the room, Cui Zhi was guarding the door. After a while, a man walked out from the next room.

He was a man with a greasy face and malicious intent revealed in his half-closed eyes. Seeing Cuizhi standing at the door, he walked over quietly.

Cuizhi was startled and avoided the man with some disgust. She pointed towards the room to indicate that someone was inside, then took out a silver ingot from her bosom and handed it to the man.

The man happily took the silver, opened the door and went into the house.

There was nothing more for her to do at this point. She looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this place, so she left with peace of mind to meet her daughter.

Yan Ci, who was lying on the bed in the room, opened his eyes and sat up when he saw that there was no movement. Could it be that she misunderstood Yan Ru?

Just as I doubted myself for a moment, I heard the door being pushed open, and I immediately lay down again.

There were some heavy footsteps slowly approaching the bed. It was obvious that they were from a man. Yan Ci could already guess what Yan Ru's plan was. Wasn't it just to find someone to destroy her innocence?

The little girl has a bad heart.

Just as he was about to get up and kill the man and run away, he heard a bang. Startled, Yan Ci immediately opened his eyes and jumped up from the bed.

What caught her eye was not the disgusting greasy man, but Xie Chengyin's handsome face with a bit of unbridled look and a bright smile.

The hearty voice was deliberately lowered, "Miss Thirteen!"

Yan Ci withdrew his hand that was about to hit, looked at Xie Chengyin in front of him, and the other man lying on the ground, and immediately understood the current situation.

Xie Chengyin had already killed the man before her.

But how did he appear so coincidentally?

Facing Yan Ci's surprised and inquiring gaze, Xie Chengyin said complacently, "Thanks to me, otherwise you..." He glanced at the person lying on the ground with a scrutinizing look, and the meaning was self-evident.

Yan Ci really wanted to say that she could do it without you, it just might take some effort.

But thinking that Xie Chengyin had at least helped her, the words stopped on her tongue and she didn't say them out loud.

The two looked at the unconscious man lying on the ground, staring at each other, and suddenly asked in unison: "What should we do?"

This sudden tacit understanding made both of them stunned. Xie Chengyin coughed lightly and spoke again, "How about moving him to the bed first?"

"Row!"

Yan Ci raised his foot and Xie Chengyin raised his head, and the two of them worked together, and the man was thrown onto the bed, and he rolled limply twice.