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But no matter how much they hated Sha Xing Luo, there was nothing Sha Xing Luo could do. The person who delivered the letter was simply accepting money and delivering it. They did not even see the face of their client.

Just like this, under the intertwining love and hatred of the Ye Residence, the countless guards and constables slowly retreated.

On the large tree opposite of Ye Residence, a man who was completely wrapped in a grey robe and was hidden in the shadows of the trees, and who only revealed a pair of eyes that could compete with the sun, moon, and stars, quietly watched everything below his feet.

The morning wind blew, causing his grey clothes to flutter. It was like a wisp of dark cloud that was about to fly away with the wind.

He had been standing there all night, unmoving, as if he were a statue in a gray robe.

As expected, Sha Xing Luo did not appear, otherwise, Sha Xing Luo would have died in his hands.

No suspicious people had appeared, or he or they would have died at his hands.

Ye Long Yan was his chess piece. Before this chess piece completely loses its value, she wouldn't let anyone destroy his chess piece.

And now, he had confirmed that the so called Sha Xing Luo taking Ye Long Yan's head was just a scam.

He didn't care who designed this scam and what they wanted to do.

This was because the result he wanted would not change in any way.

After the guards had left, he floated down from the tree to the roof like a wisp of smoke, then down to the ground and away again.

Number 1 followed behind him: "Your Highness, we will handle such a small matter. Why should I trouble you to take care of it?"

Yue Qing Liu said indifferently: "I have nothing to do anyway, I might as well go out for a walk. Furthermore, the person who laid down this kind of scam is not someone to be trifled with. If he was careless, she might really have gotten her hands on him. "

"Oh." Number 1 thought for a moment. "Then what should we do next?"

"Did you find Ye Lan Shan?"

"No. This subordinate suspects that she did not enter the headless hill at all. "

Yue Qing Liu said: "She is definitely not in headless hill. She already knows that this decedent wanted to kill her and is currently hiding. She cannot be found and can only lure her out on her own accord. "

Number One said, "How do we lure her out?"

Yue Qing Liu indifferently swept a glance at him, and he immediately said: "This subordinate will take back the problem, this subordinate will think of a way."

Yue Qing Liu no longer spoke, Number One no longer said a word, but thought seriously: How do I draw Ye Lan Shan out?

Soon, Number 1 came up with a plan.

At this moment, the southern suburbs of Beijing, by the South Lake District, it was crowded with tourists.

Dressed in the attire of a martial artist, Ye Lan Shan sat in a private room on the second floor of the restaurant.

Beside her hand was a folded, hand-embroidered picture of a beauty.

She was waiting for someone to appear. Although she had been waiting for a long time, she wasn't in a hurry at all.

In her previous life, it was on this day that she schemed against that man, causing that man to fall into her carefully woven love net, becoming one of the stepping stones for her to climb upwards. On this day, however, she still had to schemed against that man.

Time slowly passed, and the breeze blowing past the window became much cooler. A tall, leather-lipped man with a long sword on his back appeared around the corner, leisurely walking in the shadows of the lakeside.

He had finally appeared and was waiting for him.

Ye Lan Shan's lips curled up into a smile as sshe closely observed the man's actions. Beside him, he grabbed the beautiful embroidery map.

The man admired the scenery of the lakeside as he walked towards the direction of the restaurant.

Closer!

He got closer and closer, until he finally reached the bottom of the restaurant. Ye Lan Shan took aim of the wind direction and wind speed, and threw the beauty embroidery map in her hands out.

The embroidery drawing was made of silk. It was thin and soft, without much weight. When it was blown away by the gentle breeze, it slowly floated down, floating right in front of the man.

The man was obviously a scholar, and he was also someone who belonged to an upright family. Seeing that someone else's belongings were falling in front of him, he naturally jumped up and grabbed the silk embroidery map before subconsciously glancing over it.

Just like this, a girl who looked as beautiful and pure as a newborn deer entered his vision. His heart was beating like a beat, his cheeks were on fire, the willow leaves between his lips fell to the ground, and his forehead and palms started sweating profusely. Even his breathing had stopped for a moment.

So beautiful! That was his first thought.

So cute! This was his second thought.

I really want to meet this girl! This was his third thought.

If he could marry such a girl, as a man, he would have no regrets in his life! This was his fourth thought.

Then, he was shocked by his own thoughts, and his mind that had been entranced by the embroidery process finally came to its senses.

He continued to blush as he quietly surveyed his surroundings, afraid that the passersby would notice his embarrassment. But luckily, the tourists were all enjoying the scenery and tasting the delicacies, so no one paid attention to him.

He let out a breath and held the embroidery in his hand. Then, he looked around. Whose item was this?

Could it have been accidentally dropped by the girl in the portrait? Would he meet the girl in the portrait?

He thought this in his heart, and his heart was filled with anticipation.

There was only one restaurant on the second floor where things could be dropped, while the other buildings were all on the first floor. No one stuck their head out of the restaurant to look for the embroidery statue, so who exactly did it belong to?

He waited for a long time, but before anyone could find what he had lost, he thought for a moment, then stepped into the restaurant. He looked around, then went up to the second floor and along the side of the window, asking the customers one by one if they had dropped anything downstairs.

"Nope." This was the answer all along the way.

Walking to the front of the pavilion that Ye Lan Shan was in, he first knocked on the door frame, and then opened the bead curtain, politely saying: "This little brother, I wonder if you just now ?"

"Ah, congratulations, young master." Ye Lan Shan, who had been waiting for him for a long time, turned his head and said in shock, "Young Noble Ying's entire hall is flushed red, his eyes were filled with joy, this is the result of the Red Luan's movement, a joyous event is bound to happen in the next few days."

The man was stunned and sized him up, "Does little brother have a basis for saying that?"

He was happy to hear it, but the man in front of him was a complete stranger. He didn't know where he came from, so he didn't dare to blindly believe in such a prophecy.

"Young master, please take a seat." Ye Lan Shan laughed and said, "My beloved is a martial artist, roaming the world for the sake of divination by the fated. As soon as the Young Master entered the door, he felt a strong sense of joy rush towards him. He believed that the Young Master must have met with a destined person to be able to stir up such a happy atmosphere. If my guess is not wrong, Young Master must have just met a girl you like, that's why your eyes are so red, and you can't resist. "

That accurate?

The man sat down in surprise and said in embarrassment, "Young Master, this is indeed the case."