The next morning, Lan Yan woke up and left a note on the table. "City Lord, thank you yesterday." She then drew a smiley face and secretly pulled Baihu to the side.
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Baihu looked at Lan Yan helplessly; he had already tried yesterday and failed.
Lan Yan patted Baihu's head again, then grabbed her disguise items and quietly sneaked into the inn, becoming a small maidservant of the Nie family.
Soon, there was a knock on the door, and someone outside shouted, "Hey, are you awake? Hurry up and take the box to find the young master. The young master is waiting to give it to Miss Li."
Lan Yan lowered her voice and shouted, "Okay, coming right up." She looked at the box on the table and narrowed her eyes, realizing it was a gift for Li Wan'er. She glanced inside the box before opening the door.
The person at the door was a Nie family disciple, who said with disdain, "You're so slow." With that, he walked ahead.
Lan Yan followed behind and arrived at the door of the Nie young master's room.
The Nie young master was looking in the mirror, tidying his collar and cuffs, and smiling with satisfaction, "Miss Li will definitely like me like this."
Lan Yan glanced at him, her lips twitching slightly.
This Nie young master was decent-looking, with darker skin and a slightly protruding belly. However, he insisted on wearing colorful clothes, which made him appear darker and fatter, yet he was quite pleased with himself.
It was none of her business, so she pretended not to see.
The Nie young master took a folding fan, walked out of the room as if he were a "graceful gentleman," and headed to Li Wan'er's room at the end of the corridor. "Miss Li, are you in? I've come to see you."
The door opened, and Li Wan'er's face was full of gentleness, her eyes carrying infinite distance. She smiled faintly, "Young Master Nie, please sit." She then instructed a maidservant to brew tea.
Seeing this, Lan Yan also went, and by the way, added something to the tea.
The Nie young master looked at Li Wan'er before him, truly a peerless beauty. His lips curved upwards, revealing his wide mouth, and he exclaimed, "Wan'er, how are you living here? Our Nie family is much better than this place, and you'll definitely like it in the future."
Li Wan'er tightened her palm under the table, her face still wearing a smile, "Young Master Nie, we are not yet married, so please continue to call me Miss Li. Thank you for your kindness, Young Master, Wan'er also looks forward to the Nie family."
Hearing the latter part, the Nie young master was overjoyed. He took the teacup handed by Lan Yan and drank it all in one gulp.
A slight curve appeared on Lan Yan's lips as she stood behind them, watching the two people before her.
The Nie young master found Li Wan'er not saying much, so he spoke more, feeling his throat getting drier. "Bring me some water." He drank five or six cups of water, but felt increasingly thirsty, and a heat spread through his body.
He reached out his hand and unconsciously touched Li Wan'er's hand on the table, smiling, "Miss Li, my feelings for you are sincere. I can't wait to marry you."
Li Wan'er looked at the drool at the corner of the Nie young master's mouth, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes. She tried to pull her hand away, but she couldn't, as she didn't know martial arts and was being held tightly. "Young Master Nie, when Jun Yelan dies, we will naturally get married."
By then, she wouldn't need the Nie young master, and this marriage could be called off.
The Nie young master immediately boasted, "A mere Jun Yelan is nothing. The moment I make a move, I will surely defeat him soundly."
Lan Yan glared at the Nie young master's back, wishing she could pierce holes in it. She appropriately brought over the box, "Young Master, this is the gift you wanted to give Miss Li."
"Hmm, set it down." The Nie young master stared intently at Li Wan'er and introduced, "This is specially prepared for you, open it and take a look."
Li Wan'er had to maintain her facade. She slowly opened the box and saw the drawing inside. Her gentle expression turned to anger. "Young Master Nie, you are too insulting! Guards, escort him out!"
"Wan'er, why are you suddenly acting like this?" The Nie young master stood up in a panic and moved closer to Li Wan'er, only to be dodged.
Li Wan'er directly pushed the door open and said angrily, "Miss Li, Wan'er has other matters to attend to, so I cannot entertain you further." This scoundrel, she would discard him sooner or later!
The Nie young master, not knowing what had happened, moved even closer to Li Wan'er to grab her hand.
Lan Yan, standing beside them, stuck out her foot, causing the Nie young master to lurch forward and fall onto Li Wan'er, drawing an angry scold from her.
The commotion also attracted the attention of Alliance Leader Li, who saw the scene before him and put his hand to his forehead. "What is going on here?"
Li Wan'er recoiled in disgust and cried out, "Father, I don't want to get married anymore."
"Nonsense!" Alliance Leader Li rebuked her, rushing to explain to the Nie young master, afraid of losing the Nie family's support. Relying on his family alone, he couldn't kill Jun Yelan.
At this moment, Lan Yan naturally left. As long as these two families began to drift apart, this siege would not be so easy. She twirled the rope at her waist and leisurely left the inn.
She decided to go back early today. Since the inn was in chaos anyway, she might even see Jun Yelan.
Meanwhile, Jun Yelan was still in the dead city. He looked at the kneeling stewards below and said coldly, "The orthodox sects haven't attacked yet, and you are already planning to run."
The stewards trembled all over and lowered their heads in fear, "City Lord, we are timid. We still have elderly mothers and young children at home. City Lord, all the orthodox sects have joined forces this time, and our dead city is no match for them."
As they finished speaking, they met Jun Yelan's icy gaze and dared not say more.
Jun Yelan tapped the armrest of his chair, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes, "Besides you, there are also the old, the weak, and the women and children in this city. If you leave, they can only stay here."
"If you want to leave, fine, but leave your lives behind. Those who know the secret of the dead city are not allowed to leave; this is the rule of the dead city!" He waved his hand, grabbing the necks of the two men before him.
The stewards cried out, "City Lord, spare our lives!" They only wanted to escape.
Jun Yelan exerted force and dropped the two men he held. "Drag them out and tell everyone else that this is the consequence of trying to escape again." He coldly left the hall.
This vast city was difficult to defend with only him, and there were also such rebels as just now.
He felt a strange sense of restlessness. Seeing the pavilion in the garden, Lan Yan used to spend a lot of time here. He really wanted to see Lan Yan now, and he strode out of the hall.
On the way, he encountered the Saintess. The Saintess saw Jun Yelan in such a hurry and assumed he was troubled by the orthodox sects' attack. She smiled triumphantly, "Jun Yelan, you are so unrestrained; now you've caused great trouble."
Jun Yelan did not stop, nor did he even look at her, and continued walking.
The Saintess behind him left indignantly.
Jun Yelan arrived at the wooden house again and stood guard before it, watching the person cooking inside. His heart inexplicably calmed down. Seeing Lan Yan about to be splashed with oil, he couldn't help but rush in and block Lan Yan's face with his sleeve.
Lan Yan was startled and exclaimed, "City Lord!"