Yusui Chang'an

Chapter 1294: Mind Shock
Feng Xiaoran left in anger, feeling depressed. An Zhixian was also unable to sleep, with mixed emotions in his mind. He thought that everything he had experienced had made him immune to all poisons and pains...

But in his current situation, he realized how difficult it was to cook his heart in hot oil.

He wants to help but is afraid of implicating others. He wants to avenge his enemies but cannot ignore his mother's safety. He is really in a dilemma.

Perhaps it was because I was too sad and distressed, and my thoughts could not bear it and I wanted to escape. My mind slowly recalled the happy moments I had with my parents in my childhood, to calm my sorrow.

As I thought about it, I couldn't help but think of Lin Jinyan, her every smile, her intelligence and cunning, her eyebrows... and every time we were together...

If he wanted to save his mother, he couldn't hide his identity. Since he couldn't hide it, the first person he wanted to tell was Lin Jinyan, because she was the one he least wanted to lie to.

That was why he impulsively broke into the Lin Residence tonight. He didn't want Lin Jinyan to know his identity from other people, and he didn't want to be questioned and suspected by the woman he liked.

Fortunately... Fortunately she believed it, fortunately it was her.

An Zhixian smiled gently, but after a while, it slowly turned into bitterness. What could he do even if he liked her? What right did he have to desire her now...

Some people are the antidote, but also the addictive poison...

And he was destined to cycle back and forth between poisoning and detoxification...
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The next day, the sky was cloudless and as blue as if it had been washed.

An Zhixian stood at the door of Buyehou and ordered the waiter to put the gifts into the carriage. He kept reminding them to handle them with care. Before getting into the carriage, he asked the driver to drive steadily to make people feel that the gifts were valuable.

After leaving the city gate, An Zhixian lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the mountains in the distance shrouded in mist. It was as if he saw his childhood scenes through the mist, and his eyes were full of sadness.

As the sun gradually rose higher, the carriage got closer to Qingyun Temple, and the fog in the mountains gradually began to dissipate. Upon learning that An Zhixian had brought a valuable gift to ask for an audience, Master Yao hesitated for a while before nodding his agreement.

He felt inexplicably close to An Zhixian, a junior, and had a good impression of him.

But a few days ago, An Zhixian suddenly became deliberately distant. Although he had a good impression of An Zhixian, he was not the kind of person who would force others to do something, so he would not rush to visit him again.

A few days ago, he heard that An Zhixian was trying to get an official position by asking for connections everywhere, and he still had some doubts in his heart.

He thought he was good at judging people, and felt that An Zhixian was a noble gentleman at heart, who would not do such a thing. However, since they were not related, even though he had doubts, he could not ask more questions.

Today, An Zhixian suddenly came to his house. He agreed to meet him because he wanted to see if he had made a mistake.

An Zhixian brought Ling Shi, who was driving, into the house. After exchanging polite greetings, he and Ling Shi placed the gift boxes neatly on the desk:
"I have something to say to the Grand Master alone. Please ask the attendants to leave."

The Grand Master glanced at the pile of gifts, feeling unhappy, with a cold expression and distant tone:
"Yanshu has been by my side since he was a child. I have never hidden anything from him. Boss An, you can just speak frankly if you have anything to say."

Yan Shu, who was named, stood beside Master Yao with his eyes and nose in his eyes, with no intention of leaving the room.

An Zhixian signaled Ling Shi to come out and watch with his eyes, while he opened one of the boxes he had brought and slowly placed it in front of the Grand Tutor.

Master Yao thought it was some valuable item, so he just glanced at it casually. When he saw the peach wood sword in the box that was slightly larger than his palm, his pupils suddenly contracted and he hurriedly picked it up to take a closer look.

The familiar objects made him, who was usually calm, feel so shocked that his hands trembled slightly.