Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

As soon as Yan Ci returned to the Yan Mansion, he ran into Yan Ru who was surrounded by a group of people and was leaving.

Those people looked unfamiliar, and they didn't seem to be the servants of the Yan Mansion. Yan Ci couldn't help but take a few more glances out of curiosity. Could it be that there were new people entering the mansion?

Although he had doubts in his mind, Yan Ci did not care too much about them. He entered the mansion and went straight to Zhilan Courtyard.

Jiang Qingqing, who hadn't seen Yan Ci for a long time, was so surprised when she saw Yan Ci coming back that the surprise in her eyes was instantly covered by joy.

She stood up and greeted Yan Ci warmly, "Ah Ci, you're back. Why didn't you send a message in advance so that I could prepare your favorite meal for you."

"It's nothing serious. I just heard that something happened to the Han family again. I was worried that my family might need help, so I came back to check on them."

Jiang Qingqing pulled Yan Ci to sit on the chair and gave her some cakes to eat. "It's not a big deal. It's not worth your worry. You should take good care of yourself in the palace. Your father has clearly told the people in the mansion to behave themselves these days. Just wait for the government to find out the situation."

Yan Ci nodded, and she agreed with Yan Tonglin's approach very much. But she suddenly thought of Yan Ru who was going out, so she asked, "Where is Sister Nine? Did she say anything to father?"

Speaking of Yan Ru, the joy on Jiang Qingqing's face faded a little, and then she sighed repeatedly, and told Yan Ci in detail about Yan Ru's daily blockade of Yan Tonglin. At the end, although there was regret in her tone, she was also grateful.

"Why can't Miss Nine understand? She rushed to marry the good-for-nothing young master of the Han family, and even tried to help him when things got bad. Fortunately, Ah Ci, you are smart and didn't fall for such a bad guy."

Yan Ci couldn't help but laugh, "Don't worry, mother, your daughter has been blinded once, and it's enough. I will never be blinded a second time."

Thinking about how she died in a sea of ​​fire in her previous life because she married the wrong person, she was no better than Yan Ru.

Because Yan Ci came back, Jiang Qingqing asked the kitchen to prepare a few more dishes.

The cook was also an honest man. He knew that the Thirteenth Young Lady who was favored in the palace had returned. In order to show off his cooking skills in front of Yan Ci, the cook cooked ten dishes in one go, all of which were his specialties.

Yan Ci looked at the delicious meat and vegetable dishes on the table and couldn't help swallowing.

This chef is really thoughtful. Eight out of ten dishes are made according to her taste.

Compared to Yan Ci's freedom after returning home, Han Liang's life has been difficult to describe since he was taken to the Dali Temple as a suspect.

Although Han Qi had paid some money to the guards at the Dali Temple to ask them to take good care of Han Liang, Han Liang, a delicate and tender young man who grew up in a wealthy family, had never experienced such hardship.

On the first day he entered, he was still full of confidence and acted arrogantly, complaining about this and that, and looking at the guarding soldier with his nose and eyes as if they were not his nose or his eyes.

The soldiers had seen many people like this, so they just locked the cell door and didn't even look at Han Liang.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Han Liang started a hunger strike and refused to eat. The bowl of rice and the plate of vegetables that were brought to him were kicked aside by him.

But at night he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore. The pain in his stomach kept him awake. He tossed and turned for most of the night, and finally he couldn't help but get up and pick up the bowl of dry and hard rice.

Fortunately, the weather was cold and the rice was not spoiled. Han Liang reluctantly ate two bites and then lay down again to sleep.

After this experience of eating leftovers, Han Liang ate the food while it was hot as soon as it was brought in in the following days.

It was a meal that was well worth the money spent, with vegetables and meat, and it was hot. Although it was not as good as the delicious fish and meat outside, it was already the top standard in prison.

In the first few days, Han Liang was still clamoring to go out, but later he gradually got used to it. He just ate and slept every day. Not only did he not lose weight, he actually gained two kilograms.

He has always taken good care of his appearance and would wash his face with the little clean water he had every day. He thought he was still the elegant and handsome young man, but in fact he smelled terrible, but he didn't realize it.

After staying in prison for seven days, Han Liang was finally released.

The moment he saw the sunshine outside, Han Liang burst into tears of joy. He hugged his father Han Qi's thigh and started crying loudly, crying and saying, "I will never go to Hongfang Pavilion again, never again."

The death of the dancer did leave some psychological trauma on Han Liang.

Han Qi, who had originally felt a little distressed when he saw Han Liang's sloppy appearance, felt only relief after hearing these words.

This imprisonment was not in vain, at least it gave Han Liang a chance to turn back.

Because no evidence of foul play was found at the scene of the dancer's death, her death was ultimately ruled an accident and her affairs were hastily concluded.

Hong Fang Guan resumed its normal business, and everything seemed as if nothing had ever happened.

At this time, Ding Si, who was still imprisoned in the dark room of Yongding Marquis Mansion, was experiencing the darkest moment of his life.

He has been killing people for many years, so long that he thinks he is a killing machine.

When he was caught, he instantly thought of death, but the people who caught him had obviously set up a trap long ago and were just waiting for him to be caught.

So he didn't even have a chance to commit suicide as he was knocked unconscious and taken away. He had no idea where he was taken.

His hands and feet were bound, his jaw was untied, and his eyes were blindfolded, so his only senses were hearing and smell.

As always, he heard the footsteps of the man who brought him water.

He subconsciously licked his cracked lips.

The feeling of hunger filled his stomach, and the cramps made him want to vomit, but his empty stomach could not vomit out anything except acid.

"It's him?"

A crisp female voice came into his ears, and Ding Si's ears twitched slightly. He seemed to have heard this voice in his memory.

Then another male voice said, "You're being stubborn. Do you have any solution?"

Then there was no more talking, replaced by the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, one light and one heavy. It was obviously the man and woman who had just spoken.

Yan Ci looked at the man who was tied up tightly but still listened to their conversation with his ear tilted. He walked two steps in front of him, stood still, reached out and pulled off the black cloth covering his eyes.

The flickering light of the candle in the dark room made Ding Si squint his eyes. After he adjusted to the bright light, he raised his head and saw the woman standing in front of him.

Although he is young, he is very brave.

He recognized Yan Ci at a glance, the little girl who easily dodged the crossbows at the gate of the imperial prison.

When Ding Si looked at Yan Ci, Yan Ci was also looking at him.

Although he has only taken in a small amount of water for several days, it can be seen that he still has some strength left.

The alertness in his eyes was like a sharp sword that could pierce through a person in an instant.

But he did not move when facing Yan Ci. After a while, he slowly opened his mouth, "Hey, what's going on?"