Chapter 2800 The Substitute Was Forcibly Taken by the Bandit's Wife 05

Gu Fanghe's house was very large, and it even had a foundation built with bluestone.

Pushing open the door, you are greeted by a large wooden table piled high with various scrolls, maps, and military treatises.

The most eye-catching thing was a portrait spread out on the table.

Jin Chen glanced over, but before she could see what was in the painting, Gu Fanghe, who was walking in front, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He turned around, stretched out his arm, quickly rolled up the scroll, and casually stuffed it into the cabinet next to him.

Jin Chen paused in his steps.

Tsk.

The person in the portrait must be Ruan Shutong, since he hid it so quickly.

Gu Fanghe turned around, blocking his view.

Jin Chen raised her eyes and looked at him.

Gu Fanghe carefully examined Jin Chen.

The person in front of me may seem frail, but their eyes are intense and captivating, making one's heart itch.

Suddenly, Gu Fanghe reached out, put his arm around Jin Chen's waist, pulled him up from the chair, and turned him to lean against the long cabinet against the wall.

Jin Chen's back slammed into the cabinet door. Before he could react, Gu Fanghe leaned in and kissed his lips.

Jinchen: “?”

If you're interested, then kiss.

No, who is he thinking about?

For a moment, Gu Fanghe's eyes were somewhat dazed, and the red mark under his eyes looked like a congealed blood in the dim light, confirming his suspicions.

A few breaths later, Jin Chen pressed against Gu Fanghe's chest and pushed him. The force wasn't great, but Gu Fanghe hadn't used his full strength to restrain him, and he was pushed back half a step.

Jin Chen leaned against the cabinet, looked up at Gu Fanghe, and her amber eyes were filled with annoyance.

Gu Fanghe also looked at him, his eyes dark and deep, looking at Jin Chen's reddened eyes, like rouge spreading in the snow, very glaring.

He frowned slightly, and subconsciously raised his hand, his fingertips brushing against the corner of Jin Chen's eye.

"Why are you crying again?" Gu Fanghe asked, his voice softer than before.

Didn't I tell you last night that you're not allowed to cry in front of him?

Jinchen: "..."

Jin Chen turned her head away from his fingers, "I feel terrible, I feel like I'm dying."

Gu Fanghe paused, "...Are you sick?"

What disease? It's so deadly that even a slight touch will kill it?

"You not only forcibly took me up the mountain for no reason, but you also dressed me in ugly clothes and forcibly kissed me."

Jin Chen looked up at him, the redness at the corners of her eyes becoming more pronounced, but her voice turned cold, "I've never suffered such injustice in my entire life."

He spoke with such self-righteousness, as if he were a pampered young master who couldn't bear the slightest humiliation.

Gu Fanghe: "..."

He had committed numerous murders and arsons, and had spent countless days living on the edge of death.

The villagers feared and respected him, the imperial court hated and cursed him; they had heard all sorts of harsh words, but they had never heard such an accusation before, which made them feel a little guilty and ashamed.

An absurd soft-hearted thought surfaced, and she ultimately decided not to make things difficult for him any further.

"go out."

Jin Chen didn't move.

Gu Fanghe sighed and patiently said, "If you don't like white clothes, then you won't wear them anymore."

Upon hearing this, Jin Chen opened the door, walked out without looking back, and deliberately slammed the door shut to show his displeasure.

Outside the gate, the bandits sweeping the courtyard were startled by the commotion and watched as the young master, dressed in plain white but unable to conceal his arrogance, stormed through the courtyard.

Ling Gun Gun muttered softly: [Oh, host, the Supreme God is preparing to send someone down the mountain to inquire about Ruan Shutong's recent situation.]

Jin Chen's lips curled downwards.

He certainly has the leisure to do so.

A bandit leader who doesn't think about how to rob and plunder to expand his stronghold is really bored.

Back in the east wing, Ayan saw him return and hurriedly went to greet him. She helped the young master change into a clean undergarment, then quietly slipped out and stood guard outside the door.

Jin Chen lay in bed, thinking.

Since you're so free, why not find something for everyone in this village to do?

-

The next day, just as dawn was breaking.

Located on the west side of the village, a two-story wooden pavilion specifically designed for young children in the village to learn to read suddenly collapsed on one side.

Fortunately, it was still early and the children had not yet arrived. Only a few bandits on duty were patrolling nearby and were quite frightened.

When Chen Xiaoshan, the second-in-command, arrived after hearing the news, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

This pavilion wasn't particularly exquisite, but it was one of the few places in the village that possessed a touch of scholarly elegance, and more importantly...

"check!"

Chen Xiaoshan's voice was as cold as iron, "Who was the last person to approach the attic yesterday? Was anything unusual? Tell me everything clearly!"

The subordinates dared not delay and immediately began questioning him.

The two petty thugs on guard duty were trembling with fear, whispering amongst themselves:

"Second Master, no one approached last night. However, yesterday evening, when it was just before dark, the young master that the First Master brought back was seen loitering near the attic..."

"Yes, I did ask him a question, and he... said he was curious and wanted to go in and take a look. I thought he was someone the boss had left behind, so I didn't dare to stop him and let him in for a moment..."

Chen Xiaoshan's eyes suddenly sharpened. "How long were you inside? What did you do?"

"Not long after, in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the younger one looked through the window and saw him walk around inside, touch the pillars, look at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, but did nothing else."

Chen Xiaoshan sneered inwardly.

What a coincidence! Who is Young Master Ruan? He is a man of exceptional character and talent, not just some random cat or dog who could bear a resemblance to him.

This person's origins are unknown. He was kidnapped and taken to the mountain, but he didn't cry or make a fuss. He even dared to talk back to the chief. Yesterday, he happened to go to the attic that was about to collapse...

If there's nothing fishy about this, then Chen Xiaoshan should write his name backwards!

This person must have some ulterior motive. He might be a spy sent by the imperial court or some other enemy, deliberately using his resemblance to Young Master Ruan to sneak in and commit wicked deeds!

"Let's go!" Without further hesitation, Chen Xiaoshan waved his hand and led seven or eight trusted subordinates, heading straight for the east wing with great momentum.

Ayan brought hot water to help Jinchen get up, but when she saw Chen Xiaoshan and his group approaching with unfriendly expressions, her heart skipped a beat, and she stood in front of the door to block them.

"Second Master, my young master hasn't gotten up yet..."

"Go away!"

The hot-tempered bandit beside Chen Xiaoshan raised his hand and used the scabbard to push Ayan aside with considerable force, causing Ayan to stumble and bump into the door frame.

The bandit yelled at the tightly closed door, "People inside, get out!"

The room was silent for a moment, and then the door was opened.

Jin Chen stood inside the door, his dark hair loose and draped over his shoulders. He wore an outer robe, and his face still had a hint of languor from not being fully awake, with his eyelashes slightly lowered.

Hearing the reprimand, he slowly raised his eyes.

In an instant, Chen Xiaoshan's heart skipped a beat.

His gaze was extremely cold, almost indifferent and chilling.

But only for a moment.

As they approached, Chen Xiaoshan thought it was his imagination.

When I looked again, Jin Chen had already returned to his arrogant and carefree demeanor.

He leaned lazily against the door, arms crossed, his gaze slowly sweeping over Chen Xiaoshan and the others.

"What's all the yelling about? It's so early in the morning, can't a person get any sleep?"

The bandit beside Chen Xiaoshan was enraged by his attitude. He stepped forward, pointed at Jin Chen's nose, and shouted, "Stop pretending! Tell me! Did you break the load-bearing pillar of the school's attic?"

Jin Chen raised his slender finger, pointing to the tip of his nose, his beautiful peach blossom eyes widening slightly. "Me?"

You guessed right.

But Jin Chen chuckled softly, and in her glances, her eyes revealed a breathtakingly beautiful hue.

"Are all the people in your village mentally ill?"

The bandit was taken aback by his laughter and choked by his words, his face turning bright red.

He carefully examined the person in front of him. His skin was as white as fine porcelain, and his fingers were slender. Let alone breaking a load-bearing pillar as thick as a bowl with his bare hands, he probably couldn't even lift a heavy knife.

The other bandits who had come with them exchanged glances, their own thoughts beginning to race.

Yeah, no matter how you look at it... it doesn't seem like someone with that kind of ability.

"Second Master, this..." Someone hesitated and looked at Chen Xiaoshan.