our ninjas to help him.”In his view, unless it was a large group of heavily armed mercenaries, it would be impossible to kill a three-man ninja squad in a surprise attack. Otherwise, it simply wouldn..."You're not even afraid of death, are you afraid to tell me those things"

Li Nanshan found it a bit strange to say such things to Chen Yuer.

Chen Yu'er let out a bitter laugh once more: "My death, and the fall of the entire Chen family of Lingnan, many people would die because I was afraid of death, the difference is huge."

Li Nanfang stared at her, without speaking for a long time.

Now he finally understood.

He was hiding a big secret.

Originally, he thought this secret only concerned him, but now it seems things are not that simple.

The secret hidden on him was actually related to the downfall of the Lingnan Chen family.

The Chen family of Lingnan was a prominent clan, comparable in status to the Duan clan of Dali.

Even in terms of population, the Chen family was more prosperous than the Duan family.

But even such a remarkable top-tier aristocratic family pales in comparison to the secrets hidden within Li Nanfang, which are even more important.

When the tears on Chen Yuer's face had turned into streaks, Li Nanfang finally asked, "Besides the Chen family of Lingnan, who else knows my secret"

Chen Yuer shook her head. "There won't be any more."

"Why would your Lingnan Chen family know my secret"

"It's not our family who knows your secret."

Chen Yu'er whispered, "In the entire Chen family, only I know your secret."

Li Nanfang became even more puzzled: "Why would you know my secret—oh, I see. You know my secret because you're a military intelligence operative. That means the one who truly cares about my secret is Military Intelligence."

Chen Yuer nodded, then shook her head.

Li Nánfāng frowned, clearly impatient.

"May I speak"

Chen Yu'er asked.

"Go to the outer parlor. Wipe your face first, lest people think I've been mistreating you."

After Li Nanfang finished speaking, he turned and quickly walked out of the bedroom.

Duan Zixing was still lying on his back, flushed and drowsy. If anyone came in now, Chen Yuer would twist things around again – then even if Li Nanfang had ten thousand mouths, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

Who would believe that the youngest Miss Duan, with nothing on her, was led astray by Chen Yuer

The living room of Emperor Duan's palace did not have any sofas, only wooden chairs made from logs.

Although sitting on a hard chair is far less comfortable than sitting on a sofa, it offers a sense of security that a sofa lacks.

When Li Nanshan was brewing a cup of tea, Chen Yuer from the bedroom came out.

Dressed neatly, her hair was tied into a small ponytail high on the back of her head. Her complexion was fair and smooth, as if she had applied a layer of powder, hiding any trace of tears.

his eyes were just a little bloodshot, which is a symptom of serious sleep deprivation.

Li Nanfang glanced at her and pointed with his finger towards the bench opposite them.

Chen Yuer obediently sat down, her knees pressed together and leaning slightly against the chair, when Li Nanshan pushed a cup of tea in front of her.

Thank you.

Chen Yuer lowered her voice in thanks and picked up the teacup, drinking it all in one go, not minding the heat.

She drank tea, while Li Nanfang smoked.

For the next few minutes, neither of them spoke.

As the fine rain outside grew thicker, the sky gradually darkened.

In the courtyard, lights flickered to life. The remaining rain glistened under the lamplight, sparkling like jewels.

The sound of raindrops hitting the leaves was clearly audible. This proved that the courtyard was utterly deserted, with no one around to walk about.

The Duan family members didn't rest all night. Although the crisis wasn't resolved, when they couldn't do anything about it, a good night's sleep was a necessity.

From within the slightly ajar bedroom door, faint and even breaths could be heard, coming from Duan.

After falling prey to Chen Yu'er's charms, despite Li Nanfang's timely appearance preventing her from suffering a serious illness due to severe mental damage, she still urgently needed a good night's sleep to repair the damage done to her spirit.

With a click, Li Nanshan turned on the desk lamp.

Soft light immediately fell upon Chen Yuer's face, who was resting her eyes.

"His eyelashes, like those of a butterfly's wings, fluttered once before Li Nanfang spoke. "Let me go first," he said. "I'll say what I have to say, and then you can speak. Don't worry, I won't force you to say anything you don't want to. Just... treat it like a casual chat between friends. After all, I feel like you probably have a lot you want to tell me."

Chen Yuer gently nodded, holding up the water cup with both hands.

He sat attentively, eager to hear what was said.

What Li Nanfang wanted to say was how he ended up going back and forth.

More than an hour ago, just as he was about to begin psychological torture on Chen Yuer, Duan Lingxing suddenly arrived, ruining his plan.

He was very upset at the time and ignored Duan Lingxing's words to him to stop. He went out, leaving without a word.

Back in Duan Xiangning's room, Li Nanshan wanted to take a nap and regain his energy before the official departure at midnight.

But he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. His mind raced with thoughts. Sometimes he thought of Duan Xiangning, and sometimes he worried about Chen Yuer knowing his secrets.

At that moment, someone gently knocked on the door.

He was Emperor Taizong.

Duang Shouchuang looked for Li Nanshan to tell him that the person who accompanied him at midnight was Duan Lingxing.

After hearing what Duan Shouchang said, Li Nanshan immediately expressed his dissatisfaction. He said that although this trip out wasn't a big deal, it wasn't about sightseeing either. Taking a girl who was barely out of childhood along was inappropriate!

This is just an extra burden.

However, Duan Shuhuang told him that letting Duan Lingxing participate in this logistics mission was arranged by the old Duan.

Someone from the Duan family must go.

With Duan Shuang unable to leave the manor, Duan Xiangning taken away by the military, and Duan Xiang incapacitated, he could only choose between Duan Lingxing or Duan Ning.

As Chen Yuer said, Duan Ning, one of the four phoenixes of the Duan family, was timid and cautious by nature, unfit for heavy responsibilities.

She was able to be ranked among the Four Phoenixes of the Duan family solely because she, like Duan Xiangning and others, was a direct descendant of the third generation of the Duan family. To say she was filling in for someone else would not be an exaggeration.

Therefore, when the Duan family had to have a core figure accompany Li Nanfang outside, they only had the choice of Duan Lingxing.

Since it was Lao Duan's decision to send Duan Xing, Li Nanfang naturally couldn't say anything more.

At most, just decide in your heart. When you reach your destination, find any excuse to send her away far, far away, so she won't be a bother.

Li Nanfang could tell that Duan Shouchang should know Chen Yuer was in his room.

Otherwise, when he finished speaking and left, he wouldn't have gone to his room but to the east courtyard.

Since Duan Shuhou hadn't mentioned Chen Yuer, Li Nan would naturally not bring up his past collaboration with Lingnan Chen Wu.

He just has amnesia, he's not stupid.

After seeing off Queen Dugu, Li Nanfang felt that Duan Lingxing should still be in the room. He came to find her, hoping to persuade her to withdraw from the upcoming labor duty.

Wouldn't it be better to just stay home and sleep, than to go out and become a burden to others

This could also be fate, that Li Nanshan came to find Duan Lingxing at this time, and saw Chen Yuer being intimate with her.

"Alright. I've said what I needed to say. Now it's your turn. Like I said, I won't force you to say anything you don't want to."

After putting on a sincere front, Li Nanfang hoped Chen Yuer could reveal something useful to satisfy his curiosity that was hanging in the air.

Chen Yuer has basically recovered to normal, recovering the composure and grace that she, as the former Lingnan Chen Wujie (Miss Chen), once possessed.

Raising her hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, she looked up at Li Nanfang and said in a voice that was both calm and powerful, "Duan Lingxing, I like you."

Li Nanfang, about to light a cigarette with a lighter, trembled and nearly burned his chin: "What"

"You heard me right."

"Hogwash. Would Duan Xing like me"

Li Nanfang twitched the corner of his mouth, his self-deprecating habit acting up again: “Although I’m quite aware that I might have been charming to women in the past, at the very least, shouldn't she understand me a bit Besides, for someone like Duan Lingxing, who is barely out of her teens, how could she possibly fall deeply in love with me after just meeting me last night I didn’t even give her any good looks.”

Chen Yuer disregarded his self-pity and said to herself, "I can tell fortunes."

"You Can you tell fortunes by looking at faces Come on, how old are you this year"

Li Nanfang tilted his head back, looking into Chen Yuer's eyes, which were filled with disbelief.

In his impression, no, it should be in his intuition, fortune tellers should all be old peddlers at least 58 years old.

Chen Yuer was young, still with a faint layer of down on her lips—the real kind that hasn't faded yet. That's how most baby-faced girls are.

Given that she's still a child with baby hair, for her to claim she can read fortunes is no wonder Li Nanfang doesn't believe her.

"Not all fortune tellers are old men."

Chen Yuer replied, "Who says young people can't know these things"

"No."

Li Nanfang shook his head. "Go on," he said.

"Then don't interrupt me, or we'll be talking until midnight and still not be finished."

Taking a glance at the cigarette box on the table, Chen Yuer suddenly felt an urge to smoke one.

But he held back.

Sometimes, people have to believe that "talent" actually exists.

Or maybe even a genius.

Called the greatest pianist in the world, Mozart was not four or five years old when he created his first piano piece.

Lingnan Chen Wu, might just be the Mozart of the Xuanmen.

When she was four years old, by chance, while being taken out shopping by adults, she met an old monk.

The old monk's name was Master Kongkong.

Chen Yuer acted casually, saying the four words "Kongkong Master," her gaze swiftly skimming over Li Nanfang's eyebrows and eyes.

Li Nanfang didn't react at all, nor did he speak.

Chen Yuer said that when she was telling some things, it would be best for him not to interrupt, lest she wouldn't finish speaking.

After Chen Yuer continued, "Noticing Li Nanfang didn't react to the name 'Kongkong Master,' "

Just like the dramatic plot points often found in online novels, when Kongkong Master saw the four-year-old child, adorned with makeup and jewels, resembling a playful child before a Buddha statue, he immediately stopped and was speechless. After traveling far and wide for so many years, he had unexpectedly encountered a gifted prodigy here.

The old monk said this, of course, not to deceive the Chen family into sending Chen Wu to him as his apprentice and taking her back to the temple to shave her head and become a nun—but to say that this young girl had a keen mind for learning the mysteries of the Tao. He was a seasoned wanderer, and after many years on the road, he had finally found such a promising student.

It is well known that people from the Lingnan region are very enthusiastic about esoteric traditions.

After all, not many big bosses these days don't believe in these things.

Even when working hard on construction sites at school, some people still set off firecrackers and burn paper offerings.

So when the old monk said he would impart all his knowledge free of charge to Chen Wu, after a brief consideration, the Chen family agreed.

There's a little fortune teller at home, very good at being fake. At least when he gives people fortunes, it doesn't cost anything.

But the old monk said that Chen's family was not allowed to tell anyone else that Chen Wu had learned the esoteric teachings of Xuanmen, otherwise it would cause unnecessary trouble.

Chen Jia readily agreed to the old monk's request.

After all, the Chen family's status in the Jianghu is very special. If people knew that the Chen family's children were learning from Xuanmen, it would definitely cause unnecessary negative influences.

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