In the end, Sikong Yan compromised, so Shen Lanying's conspiracy succeeded, and she held Sikong Yan with joy, feeling that the world was filled with cute pink bubbles.

While chatting and strolling back to the palace, Shen Lanying had obviously deliberately walked very slowly, but she still felt that the journey was over in the blink of an eye. After returning to the palace, all she had to do was take a bath and sleep, but before going to take a bath, she was forced by Sikong Yan to drink a bowl of strange decoction that sobered up. And she didn't forget to bring her bedclothes when she went to take a shower this time......

After returning from the temporary bathroom, Shen Lanying's mind was completely clear, and she sighed in her heart that the effect of the sobering medicine prepared by Sikong Yan was really good, and he could make it into a pill for him to carry around in the future, and he would take one after accidentally getting drunk.

When he returned to the house, the careerist was not in the room, but sitting at his desk. He was still wearing the same bedclothes as yesterday, and he looked super good, and Shen Lanying stared at him again for a moment before realizing that he was doing something strange again.

He took a piece of paper on which he had written, looked back and forth, then folded it twice and threw it into a waste cardboard box.

Whenever there are secret documents that need to be destroyed, they have always been burned directly, leaving no trace. If it is an envelope or other paper without words, it will be thrown into the waste carton and disposed of by the subordinates. After knowing Sikong Yan for three months, Shen Lanying saw him throw the paper with words into the waste carton for the first time, and couldn't help but be curious, walked over and asked, "What is this?"

"Waste paper sent by Wang Yichen. Sikong Yan said, and looked through the letters on the table, "I have to write two more letters, you go to sleep first." ”

"Well, then you have to rest early. Shen Lanying said, curiously picked up the "waste paper sent by Wang Yichen" in Sikong Yan's mouth from the waste paper box, and unfolded it to take a look.

The signature of this letter is a bookstore in which the Wang family has a shareholding, and the content of the letter is written by the head of the Wang family, that is, Wang Yichen's father. He integrated all the poems written by Wang Yichen in the past year, of course, nine out of ten are Yanke, and published a collection, which is accompanied by the evaluation of many celebrities, which seems to have a high selling point. The person in charge of the bookstore wanted to deceive a free advertising spokesperson, so he wrote a letter to Princess Zhaoying, hoping that she would praise Wang Yichen a few words so that she could give this new book a nominating mood.

It is estimated that this letter was sent by Wang Yichen forced by the people from the bookstore, after all, Banxian'er is not a person who sells himself and boasts.

Although the relationship between the two and Wang Yichen is good, it is one thing to have a good relationship, and it is another thing to want to beat him up recently, which is why Sikong Yan directly threw away the letter as garbage.

Shen Lanying also wanted to hate Wang Yichen, and this desire was stronger than that of a careerist, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "You just threw it away, and it was too kind to the half-fairy." ”

Sikong Yan raised his eyebrows, "Then what do you think should be done?"

Shen Lanying saw the pen and ink that had just been prepared on the table, so she spread out the letter paper on the table, picked up the brush, and wrote four big characters on it: "Unsightly!"

Shen Lanying said proudly, "Look, I'll send it back like this tomorrow!"

Sikong Yan looked at the words written by Shen Lanying, and couldn't laugh or cry, recently this girl has begun to imitate his font, and it has become more and more similar, especially the words "no" and "enter", which are extremely expressive. Sikong Yan said helplessly, "If you give it to the bookstore like this, they will think that I wrote it." ”

Shen Lanying looked at the four words again, and also realized the problem, but waved her hand disapprovingly, "Oh, it's okay, what else do you and Princess Zhaoying have to divide between you and me, who writes the same? So, I'll go to sleep. ”

However, Shen Lanying didn't go to sleep directly, but took the candlestick in the bedroom outside, and lit it up for Sikong Yan, muttering in her mouth, "It's too dark and it's not good for your eyes." Then he went back to the bedroom with a sigh.

Sikong Yan looked at the candlestick she brought, and couldn't help but have a smile in his eyes.

Shen Lanying slept earlier than Sikong Yan, but she still got up later than him, it was about seven o'clock in the morning when she got up, and at this time Sikong Yan had already processed a wave of documents, waiting for her to eat breakfast together.

The Yong Dynasty had a very similar point to modern times, that is, they also had a publishing house that issued newspapers, but the speed of information circulation was a little slower. And this publishing house is Fengyun Pavilion. While eating breakfast, Shen Lanying took the newspaper that Sikong Yan had finished reading and read it with relish.

Turning a page, a line of capitalized and bold text came into view, "Shang Chengge was tragically destroyed, and the murderer left a blood book 'Blood Debt and Blood Repayment', and the font is suspected to be Peng Ze's ancestor." ”

Shen Lanying's eyes widened suddenly, and she asked Sikong Yan, "When did this happen?"

The news recorded in Fengyun Pavilion usually happened three or four days ago, and if this news was also of Sikong Yan's attention, then he definitely knew more detailed things than Fengyun Pavilion's, so it was better to read the newspaper and ask the careerist directly.

Sikong Yan glanced at the page that Shen Lanying was reading, frowned, and took the newspaper directly, "If you read this kind of thing in the morning, you are not afraid of affecting your appetite." ”

Shen Lanying pursed her lips and continued to ask, "What time did it happen?"

"Three days ago, Qingzhou Shangcheng Pavilion. It is the most improperly behaved sect that Peng Ze has found, and they have the most deaths. However, Fengyun Pavilion is a bit exaggerated, this is not an annihilation, because the children and women in the sect have not been harmed in any way. There are also more and more people who feel that Peng Ze is not killing people aimlessly, but really has revenge. ”

Terrible, terrible. Shen Lanying felt creepy when she thought about it, only children and women were killed in a sect, what a big hatred it was.

Shen Lanying suddenly felt that in a sense, the darkness of the court was a little more humane than the darkness of the rivers and lakes, after all, the painting style of murder in the rivers and lakes was all bloodshed, and the murder in the court generally did not see blood, and they didn't know how to die. This is undoubtedly a relatively benevolent place for people who faint blood.

After eating, Shen Lanying personally went to hand over the letter with the words "unsightly" to Ban Xian'er, because he just went to deliver a letter, Sikong Yan didn't send anyone to follow, so Shen Lanying got the opportunity to communicate with Wang Yichen.

Shen Lanying had a warm smile like a spring breeze on her face, and handed the recommendation to Wang Yichen, Banxian'er took it and took a look, the expression on her face was immediately as wonderful as a face-changing show, and after a while, she asked helplessly, "Sweetheart, how much enmity do we have?"