Yusui Chang'an

Chapter 1292: Angry and Cursing
Never sleep.

Feng Xiaoran crossed his legs and placed them on the desk, slumped in the armchair without any sitting posture, with his hands on his chest and his head tilted back slightly. He seemed relaxed and comfortable, but his eyes were full of sorrow as he stared at the ceiling.

Hearing the sound, Feng Xiaoran concealed his sorrow, put on his usual dandy smile, and turned towards the secret door:
"Hey, our Lord Pluto is back from watching the moon?"

An Zhixian took off his black scarf, glanced at Feng Xiaoran, paused for a moment on his legs resting on the desk, and walked into the inner room to change clothes without stopping.

After changing his clothes and coming out, Feng Xiaoran looked at him carefully and found that An Zhixian had some subtle changes. The kind of suppressed grief and sorrow was still there, but there seemed to be something different.

Ever since An Zhixian came back from Zhangzhou, no matter how calm and humble he seemed in front of others, Feng Xiaoran, who was familiar with him, could always sense the anger surging like magma in An Zhixian's heart.

In recent times, when An Zhixian went to Qingyun Temple at night and came back, he was like a wild beast bound by iron chains. Every time he went there, another chain was added, making An Zhixian's already troubled heart even more difficult to make a decision.

But this time... it seemed different. Feng Xiaoran couldn't tell what it was, but he just felt that An Zhixian seemed to be better.

Like a beast that has obtained the key to its chain, or like a red-hot sword that has suddenly found a scabbard. Although its edge is still there, it can hide its murderous intent.

Seeing An Zhixian pouring tea by himself, Feng Xiaoran said in a relaxed tone:

"Zhu Qing went in and out of all the shops with great fanfare, buying generous gifts for the Grand Tutor. Many people have received the news, and Lu Chun's spies hiding in the teahouse have also left. When are you going to reconcile with the old masters?"

An Zhixian drank a cup of tea, barely suppressing the hot and sour taste:

There is probably only one woman in the world who understands me like that, but it's a pity...

"I will visit the Grand Master tomorrow. As for the other old masters, whether to visit them depends on the situation."

Feng Xiaoran slowly put down his legs, stood up and asked in confusion: "Since you are going to Qingyun Temple tomorrow, why are you leaving the city tonight?"

After he finished speaking, he saw An Zhixian lowering his eyes and not saying anything. He suddenly remembered that when An Zhixian came back, there was no dew on the hem of his outer robe. He realized that An Zhixian did not go to Qingyun Temple. He went forward to ask him, but a faint fragrance came to his nose. Feng Xiaoran suddenly had an idea:
"You went to find Lin Jinyan?"

An Zhixian looked at Feng Xiaoran in surprise, and did not intend to hide it:
"Ah."

Feng Xiaoran raised his head, sat down closer and asked:

"You're not going to... introduce yourself?"

Hearing An Zhixian look away and hum again, Feng Xiaoran could no longer suppress his worry and anger, and slammed the table and yelled:
"What the hell! You bastard! Do you know that once your identity is known, it will be a disaster! You can't even hide it, but you actually said it out loud?"

Ling Jiu, who was guarding in the yard, pushed the door open when he heard the quarrel. An Nanfeng and Zhu Qing on the other side also rushed over after hearing the noise.

An Nanfeng grabbed Feng Xiao and said fearfully:

"Oh, Master Feng, please keep your voice down. This is such an important matter. What if others hear it and get suspicious and investigate?"

Feng Xiaoran gnashed his teeth in anger, but still lowered his voice:
"It's not my turn to tell others. He has already told it all without caring about his life. He just needs to write down his confession and put his fingerprints on it!

You are such a lustful bastard! What kind of death did you commit! Grandfather and father, because you have been worried for many years, tried every means to keep it a secret for you, so that no one can find out.

Who can you be worthy of if you are like this now? Once your identity is exposed, you will be in danger. How can you avenge Uncle Ling? How can you save Aunt Yue?"