C71 (2/2)

”I wanted to do it myself. I didn't think that Shen Yin would actually kill him. I personally told him who I was. He didn't despise me as a slave, and …” Ning Lan gritted her teeth. ”So stupid!”

Lu JinNian yawned and nodded, ”He is indeed stupid.”

Ning Lan was startled, ”Aren't you Shen Yin's friend? I was the one who instigated him to kill. I was the culprit. You … You don't want me to go to the officials? ”Incitement is also a great crime in the Central Plains. Moreover, I am a slave …”

Lu JinNian shook his head. Ning Lan's identity had already been investigated when she saw Shen Yin as the target of 'nurturing a cripple', and she even knew some information about the ladies of the Flower Hall who were on good terms with Shen Yin. However, when she heard about Shen Yin's background that day, she had given up on the idea of raising him.

He did not expect that not too long after he left, Shen Yin had caused such a mishap, and according to what Ning Lan had said, Shen Yin had definitely taken the initiative to look for the dead Huns.

If it was any other time, Lu JinNian wouldn't take this trouble on his own accord. However, Anubis and the Hun Su Kaihan behind his back, they were after the wrong things, so how could they take advantage of this incident?

”Miss Ning Lan, you're overthinking it. Your grudges and grudges have nothing to do with me. I'm just a loose man in the martial arts world. I'm just curious to find out the truth behind this matter.”

Even if he wanted to speak nonsense and help Shen Yin get rid of his crimes, he needed to have a certain theoretical basis.

Lu JinNian sat up from his chair, smoothing the wrinkles on his clothes, and smiled, ”The winner will be the king, while the loser will be the thief. If your father succeeds in rising up, the ones killed will be those who had previously enslaved you.

”You are not a princess of the Prairie, nor are you a slave. Your indenture contract is still old. In the hands of the Brothel Keeper, your Central Plains identity is Hua Kui, Ning Lan. ”

Lu Jinniang pulled off the sheet made of congealed orchids and opened the window once again. Dense darkness shrouded Lin Chuan, and the boats on the river were brightly lit, shining resplendently on the surface of the water.

Taking advantage of the refreshing night breeze, Lu JinNian jumped out of the window and disappeared without a trace.

When Ning Lan saw her actions, she became alarmed and almost shouted out. However, she felt that there was no point in shouting, so she closed her mouth.

Although her body was bound by a veil, causing her to be unable to break free, it wasn't tightly bound. It wasn't enough to make her uncomfortable, nor would she feel cold. She was still thinking about Lu JinNian's words.

From the moment she escaped, she was no longer a person of the prairie, and she didn't dare to truly regard herself as an ordinary Courtesan Belle. The tattoo on her left armpit was the shame of her life.

Now that she had avenged her great vengeance, she didn't feel relaxed at all. Was it because she didn't personally kill that bastard, or was it because Shen Yin had gone to prison for her?

What Ning Lan didn't know was that she only had a thousand kinds of misgivings, and it was difficult to put into words.