Yusui Chang'an

An Zhixian knew that Feng Xiaoran was too worried about him, so he didn't get angry because he scolded him. After a light sigh, he waved at Ling Jiu and the others who stopped Feng Xiaoran:
"You guys go out and keep an eye on him. I'll talk to him."

An Nanfeng let go of his hand worriedly:
"Then...talk nicely, don't quarrel."

An Zhixian nodded, watched them leave the room and closed the door, took out a new teacup, poured a cup of tea, and pushed it in Feng Xiaoran's direction:
"It was because I wanted to save my mother that I told her. My mother is trapped in the palace, and our people can't get in touch with her at all. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known the whereabouts of my mother until today.

Now she is the only one who can see my mother and can be trusted to pass on messages. With her intelligence, she will find out my identity sooner or later. Since I can't hide it, I might as well take the initiative to confess and avoid estrangement. "

After listening to the explanation, Feng Xiaoran thought for a moment and realized that what An Zhixian said was true. His annoyance dissipated a little, and he sat down heavily with his back to An Zhixian:
"It's not impossible to make up a lie to cover up the matter. If you tell her, aren't you worried that she will be implicated by you because of the rumors about Uncle Ling and spread the matter?"

An Zhixian: "She won't, and she has already promised to do her best to help me rescue my mother."

Feng Xiaoran was furious, looking back half-believing and half-doubting:

"What conditions?"

Recalling what Lin Jinyan said tonight, An Zhixian smiled slightly:

"She didn't put forward any conditions, she just said she was helping an ally in life and death."

Feng Xiaoran turned around:
"Is she so kind?"

"Help mother bring the letter out, she didn't put forward any conditions."

Feng Xiaoran picked up the teacup, his face still gloomy with anger, and thought for a while before suppressing his worries and asked:

"Have you told her about your identity as Pluto?"

An Zhixian's eyes flickered and he shook his head.

Feng Xiaoran said unhappily:
"You're talking nonsense and not saying what you should be saying. Do you just want her to misunderstand our relationship so that you can take advantage of me?" An Zhixian spoke in a gentle tone, and every word was serious:

"I don't want Tianjimen to take any risks."

Feng Xiaoran's breath got stuck in his throat, he put down his teacup heavily and stood up:
"Ha! You can trust everyone else but exclude my Feng family. That's great!"

After saying this, he angrily opened the secret door and entered the secret passage. He walked a long way in a huff, but still felt angry, so he kicked the wall hard and then returned to Chuchen Pawnshop in anger.

Fan Tonggui saw the young master striding back from afar, and walked up to him with a fawning smile. Just as he was about to greet him, he caught a glimpse of Feng Xiaoran's dark face, and immediately stopped and shut up, lowering his eyebrows and shrinking his neck to reduce his presence.

Only when Feng Xiaoran passed by with a fierce gust of wind did Fan Tonggui let out a breath quietly and prepared to retreat away quietly.

Just as I took two steps back, I saw Feng Xiaoran kicking the door open and turning back to shout:

"Get over here!"

Fan Tonggui subconsciously tensed his skin, put on a stiff smile, and took very fast, tiny steps:
"Here I come, young master~"

He agreed crisply and moved quickly, but he almost stayed where he was.

It was not until Feng Xiaoran, who had been waiting for him for a long time, appeared at the door and looked over that Fan Tonggui hurriedly smiled even more brightly and went into the house with his head held high.

After asking how he was, the expected scolding and anger did not appear. Fan Tonggui looked up curiously and saw Feng Xiaoran standing in front of the window. His usual nonchalant demeanor was replaced by a look of melancholy.

Fan Tonggui's fear turned into worry. Just as he was about to ask, he heard the young master's serious command:
"Send more personnel to keep a close eye on the movements of the various mansions in Kyoto, especially Lin Jinyan and Pingyang Marquis' Mansion, as well as Master Yao. If there are any unusual movements, report them to me immediately." (End of this chapter)