The most powerful person in the internet’s darkest circles became famous for her scientific research

Shen Zhanyi has read countless men.

Some people admired her stunning appearance, some appreciated her piano skills, and some just joined in the fun and simply wanted to have a taste of the oiran lady to satisfy their vanity as a man.

She has too many false reputations. No matter what kind of man he is, whether he is elegant and dignified, aloof or aloof, or smooth-talking, all of them will never see her as an equal.

She doesn't care.

Because I have long been used to it.

Bitch, bitch, someone calls her that every day.

If a despicable romantic woman like her is dragged onto the street, she will be drowned by the saliva of a serious woman.

"I didn't expect that a despicable woman like me could be treated sincerely." Her eyes were complicated.

The look in Aling's eyes showed neither a man's lust for a woman nor the contempt a patron looked at a prostitute, only concern for the one he loved.

Aling frowned, time was running out, and he spoke faster:
"It will be a while before Nie Zhen comes to kill us. It's still too late to leave now."

He said Nie Zhen's name, and Shen Zhanyi smiled bitterly:
"When did you know I was undercover?"

Aling: "Two months ago."

However, Shen Zhanyi suddenly remembered that a month ago, Yang Mansion had tightened control, and she had been repeatedly blocked from delivering news. In the end, it was Aling's unintentional act that helped her.

She suddenly realized: "It turns out you were the one helping me all along..."

Right.

How could she be so lucky that she, a weak woman, could escape undercover inspections time and time again and successfully deliver the news time and time again.

Shen Zhanyi patted the back of his hand:

"Aling, you are a good person. Instead of exposing my identity, you have helped me many times. I am very grateful to you."

She knew that he was a good, honest and steady man. By following her, she would no longer suffer the stigma, and could even live a poor but happy life of men farming and women weaving, with children and children.

That was the life she had longed for most.

But now... "Let's go, Aling."

The man's hands increased in intensity, and he was stubborn and unwilling to give in:

"You love Nie Zhen so much that you would rather die for him?"

When Nie Zhen attacked, Shen Zhanyi was exposed.

Once exposed, Mr. Yang will not let her go.

Shen Zhanyi Liu Ye's eyebrows were slightly raised and he shook his head:
"It has nothing to do with Nie Zhen. The stage has been set up. Someone has to sing the last play. If I leave early and no one comes on stage, Mr. Yang will realize that the situation has changed and increase his defense. Then the attack will become more difficult, and many soldiers will It can only be sacrificed in vain.”

She took out a mirror and touched up her makeup. Her expression was calm, not afraid of life and death, and her tone was slow and long.

"Aling, this war has been going on for too long... It's been so long that I've lost all my friends and relatives, and I've been left alone and helpless. It's been so long that I've gone from being full of love to being filled with despair. If I can end everything tonight, then I can finally do it. Have a good sleep.”

The woman is wearing a red cheongsam, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face.

She slowly put away the makeup box and winked mischievously at Aling. She didn't look like the enchanting courtesan who was famous in Liangzhou, but more like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who was inexperienced in the world.

"Does it look good?"

"...beautiful."

This was the last conversation between A Ling and Shen Zhanyi.

.........

In the autumn of the 18th year of the Republic of China, Nie Zhen's army won a great victory in Liangzhou.

The people cheered and the city was filled with joy.

"I heard that Duke Yang was forced to the backyard. When he was struggling to death, he unexpectedly took an oiran as a hostage to threaten Leader Nie."

"Oh? Then what is Leader Nie's reaction?"