Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

"But why are you here?" Yan Ci still did not forget to ask why Xie Chengyin was also here.

"Hush!" Xie Chengyin pulled Yan Ci and pushed her to the side of the tree, and used the tree to hide his body. "It's not safe here. Let's leave here first."

Yan Ci nodded, and suddenly thought of the refugees, "What should we do with the refugees? Someone wants to kill them to silence them."

"You don't have to worry about this. With Zhou Zhengjun here, are you worried that you can't protect a few refugees?"

"Zhou Zhengjun?"

Xie Chengyin observed the situation around him, stepped out first to lead the way, and motioned Yan Ci to follow.

"He is the military officer who came to resettle the disaster victims. He belongs to the Tiger Guards. With him around, those villains hiding in the dark have nothing to fear."

"Is he yours?"

"No."

"How dare you trust someone who is not yours? What if he wants to kill refugees too?"

Hearing Xie Chengyin talking about Zhou Zhengjun in such a familiar tone, I thought he was one of our own, but I didn't expect...

Before Yan Ci finished his complaints, he heard Xie Chengyin continue, "He's my brother's man."

Yan Ci staggered and nearly fell to the ground. His heavy breathing was probably meant to keep people in suspense.

It was clearly dark and Xie Chengyin couldn't see anything, but he could feel that Yan Ci must have rolled his eyes at him at this moment.

Thinking of Yan Ci like that, Xie Chengyin couldn't help but laugh.

The depressed mood he had just felt while chasing Yan Ci suddenly disappeared. Xie Chengyin felt inexplicably in a good mood and quickened his pace.

But it was already late and the city gates were closed. If they wanted to enter the city, they could only wait until dawn.

The night was cold and Yan Ci couldn't help but hug herself. Fortunately, Chunzhi had mended the hole she had cut in her clothes, otherwise she would have been chilled to the bone.

I still have to find a place to spend the night. I can't just wait at the city gate all night.

"Xie Chengyin, do you have a private house outside the city?"

Xie Chengyin glanced at Yan Ci, "You are quite smart, how do you know I have a private house?"

Yan Ci chuckled, "If a great young Marquis Xie doesn't have a private house, how can he hide his beautiful wife?"

Xie Chengyin's face darkened, "Hearing what you said, I still can't let you go."

"Why? Could it be that Jiaojiao is really hiding?"

Yan Ci's round eyes rolled flexibly in his eye sockets, full of gossip and curiosity.

"No, that's not the case. You've already said that my private residence is where I keep my mistress. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for a little beggar like you to go there."

Xie Chengyin mocked Yan Ci in a sinister tone, his eyes constantly looking at Yan Ci's eye-catching outfit.

The situation was critical just now and he didn't pay much attention to Yan Ci's dress. Now, when he saw Yan Ci's outfit, it was really unbearable to look at.

There were several large patches on her clothes. I didn't know the Yan family had such tattered clothes. Her hair was messy like a chicken coop with feathers blown off. Her face was pitch black. She was no longer the usual Thirteenth Girl.

Even so, he could still recognize her at a glance in such a dark scene, which was really difficult for him.

I have to say, if he didn't know Yan Ci, he would have no doubt that Yan Ci was a beggar. He was really not as honest as her.

"Xie Chengyin, what are you looking at?"

Noticing Xie Chengyin's mocking look, Yan Ci lowered his head and looked at himself. Then he remembered that he was dressed as a beggar today, and immediately understood why Xie Chengyin looked at him that way.

Yan Ci felt that he was really embarrassed.

He lowered his head, too embarrassed to look at Xie Chengyin again, and just walked forward on his own.

Xie Chengyin thought Yan Ci would argue with him, but Yan Ci just left without saying a word, and Xie Chengyin hurriedly chased after him.

One was walking forward, the other was blocking from behind. Suddenly, Xie Chengyin pulled Yan Ci from behind, and Yan Ci was caught off guard and was pulled towards Xie Chengyin.

One was so frightened that he was about to fall backwards, and the other one tried frantically to catch him.

When their eyes met, there was no so-called spark of love, but what was produced was a sense of familiarity that stunned both of them.

Looking at the enlarged handsome face, Yan Ci couldn't help but raise his hand to lightly block the lower half of Xie Chengyin's face, leaving only the upper half of his face showing a pair of eyes, and his expression froze immediately.

It was as if the secret hidden in my heart was suddenly revealed.

Yan Ci: The vest fell off.

Xie Chengyin is not much better.

The soft waist in his hands was like a sticky tentacle, which made his heart numb for a moment. Then he looked into those round, dark eyes, and his hands trembled. He almost couldn't help but throw Yan Ci to the ground.

Xie Chengyin: I lost face.

The accomplice that neither of them had forgotten on the night of the night visit to the Prime Minister's Mansion turned out to be this acquaintance who was both unfamiliar and very familiar to them.

They both separated awkwardly.

"that……"

"that……"

The two spoke in unison, and then shut up at the same time.

The sudden silence left both of them at a loss for words.

Xie Chengyin thought of what he had said before, "My house is just ahead, why don't we go there first?"

Yan Ci, who wanted to refuse, shivered when the cold wind blew, and the words of refusal turned into a gentle "OK".

It can't be called a private residence. It was the house where Xie Chengyin's father, Xie An, lived before he got married.

Above the bronze gate hung a large plaque with the words "Xie's House". The door was locked with a large rusty lock, indicating that no one had been there for a long time.

Xie Chengyin looked at the courtyard wall, then looked at Yan Ci, "I don't have the key, I can only climb over the wall."

Yan Ci thought, just flip it over, it’s not like she doesn’t know how to do it.

But when she saw Xie Chengyin jump lightly into the wall, she stood outside the wall and sighed.

She forgot that she was a weak little girl who could only crawl into dog holes.

Across the courtyard wall, Yan Ci asked Xie Chengyin, "Do you have a dog hole at home?"

Xie Chengyin, who had just stood firm in the yard, almost sprained his ankle when he heard this. Without saying a word, he jumped out of the yard and said, "I won't go through the dog hole this time. I'll take you flying."

After saying that, without waiting for Yan Ci to refuse, he put his arm around Yan Ci's waist and jumped into the yard.

The empty yard looked very deserted. There was a round table in the yard, covered with a thick layer of dust.

Xie Chengyin walked over and blew away most of the dust on the table with a whoosh. He then raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and the dust on the stool was also brushed away.

"sit down."

Xie Chengyin sat down without hesitation and invited Yan Ci to come and sit down as well.

Yan Ci originally wanted to show disdain, but since he was dressed like a beggar and wasn’t much cleaner than the stool, he simply went over and sat down.

The two of them sat opposite each other at the table, the desolate moonlight casting a soft light, as if covering them with a layer of gauze.

Relatively speechless.

Yan Ci recalled the time when he met Xie Chengyin when he visited the Prime Minister's Mansion at night, so he asked, "Why did you go to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the middle of the night?"

Xie Chengyin raised his lips and said half jokingly and half seriously: "On a dark and windy night, of course I'm going to kill someone."