The Killer's Cleansing Manual

Chapter 209 "Are you lucky to be with me?" "Of course, I am very lucky."

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it started snowing again early in the morning. The snow flakes were falling heavily, as if they were determined to completely cover the princess's mansion in white snow. It snowed with all its might all day long.

Lin Shanjuan stood by the window. The white he saw hurt his eyes, so he turned back.

When she was around, Qi Zhaomian always found it difficult to concentrate on anything. It seemed that every move of this person was interesting, and she couldn't help but cast her eyes here every time.

"Is the snow beautiful outside?" she asked.

Lin Shanjuan walked to the table, his vision clearing up again. "Well, after you finish reading these memorials, I'll go with you to see the snow. The courtyard should be more beautiful."

Qi Zhaomian moved aside and motioned her to sit over. "Starting tomorrow, all these memorials will be handed over to Li'er to review."

She seemed a little worried, and Lin Shanjuan leaned on her shoulder: "He has studied for so many years, it's time for him to take over, and you can take a good rest."

Qi Zhaomian freed one hand and rubbed her head: "That's right."

Silence returned to the room. Qi Zhaomian opened another memorial, which was also requesting the execution of Ji Shihan. He just mentioned the word "read" and put it aside.

"Xiaoxi came a few days ago and said that it was Ye Lang who let Ji Shihan go on the first night of the Lunar New Year. She followed him all the way, and Ye Lang found him a place to stay near the White Horse Temple for the time being."

Lin Shanjuan stood up to help her grind the ink: "What about Songyun Mountain?"

Qi Zhaomian tilted his head and smiled at her, "The rebels have been busy training lately, and it looks like they'll be put to use soon. I plan to have Qi Zhen and Bai Shu go a day early, bring an equal number of imperial guards, block all the cellar exits, and then, after changing the rebels' clothes, disguise them as real ones and surround the White Horse Temple."

In this way, this "rebel army" can not only relax Ji Shihan's vigilance, but also play a vital role at the critical moment.

Lin Shanjuan became increasingly fascinated by her sharp mind, and his grinding became more active: "Sometimes I'm very curious."

Qi Zhaomian raised his eyes to look at her: "Hmm? What are you curious about?"

Lin Shanjuan put down his inkstone, patted his sleeves and said with a smile: "With such a smart brain like you, how did you decide to make me your consort?"

Qi Zhaomian was stunned for a moment, then began to think about it carefully.

Although they have been married for only two years, perhaps because they have experienced so much, when they recall the events of two years ago, they always feel that they are so far away.

"...Back then, at the temple in Tanzhou, you stole my purse. Do you remember?"

Lin Shanjuan nodded vigorously. How could she not remember? If it weren't for her money, she would only be able to wander around in a monk's robe.

Qi Zhaomian smiled and said, "I thought you were an interesting person back then. Shortly after dark, I ordered the White Horse Temple to be completely sealed off, so you must have come in very early."

"The abbot said the buns and robes were stolen, proving you're penniless. Even though you took my purse, you saved me. A normal person would have offered to repay the favor, or at least wait for me to wake up so they could offer a reward. But you didn't. Not only did you not ask for a reward, you just walked away."

"Later, I ordered Yueliu to follow you. You knew that Xiongfeng Village was fraught with danger, yet you still went deep into the tiger's den. At first, I didn't understand why you did this, but when I saw you later, I suddenly understood. You were trying to prove your loyalty to me."

Lin Shanjuan had already sat down beside her and nodded: "What happened next?"

"Later..." Qi Zhaomian said with a guilty conscience, "Later... I thought you were Ji Shihan's spy, so I wanted to keep an eye on you. It just so happened that the old ministers in the court, under the instigation of Ji Shihan, repeatedly submitted memorials asking me to return to the government."

"Oh—so in order to allay the concerns of those old ministers and to allow them to keep a better eye on me, you're giving me this great opportunity?"

Qi Zhaomian thought she would be upset, but she said this and he laughed out loud, then became a little worried.

"Aren't you angry?"

Lin Shanjuan shook his head. "Why should I be so angry about this? If it were me, I would do the same. This is already the wisest approach. I might not be able to think of such a perfect solution."

Qi Zhaomian leaned in her arms: "...Although I was wary of you at first, later...I didn't always treat you as a spy."

Lin Shanjuan put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her smooth forehead: "Then how did you fall in love with me?"

Qi Zhaomian frowned and thought carefully, but he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he tried. He could only shake his head guiltily: "I don't remember, but one day, I suddenly wanted you to be close to me and comfort me. Maybe it was after that time, or maybe before that. Anyway, I can't remember clearly."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her head and said, "What about you? When did you start to like me?"

The moment this question fell into Lin Shanjuan's ears, a scene that was imprinted in her mind unfolded in her mind -

In the garden, butterflies are flying and flowers are blooming. In the warm spring day, there is a beautiful woman standing gracefully beside a small bridge by the stream, picking up a flower with her hand. She has a slender figure and her eyes are bright and charming.

At that glance, not to mention her, I'm afraid no one would be able to resist such charm.

She admitted that at first she just wanted to complete the task as quickly as possible so that she could return to her own era earlier, because she hated many of the dogmas of this era, and also hated the unfamiliar environment and strangers.

But since that day, everything seemed to have changed. She began to pay attention to Qi Zhaomian, everything in the mansion, and all the subtle beauties around her.

She began to get used to her current life, and sometimes even thought that such a peaceful and comfortable life might not be a bad thing. She didn't have to assassinate for rewards, nor did she have to worry about various high-tech methods that could uncover her identity at any time.

She is Lin Shanjuan. She can live an upright life using her real name. She no longer needs to hide or worry.

Liking someone may mean liking the whole world. In fact, from the first glimpse in the garden, she knew that she fell in love with Qi Zhaomian.

I like her beauty, her figure, or her gentle as water, deep as a pool personality.

In short, she likes her, and as a result, she also likes this completely unfamiliar world, and is willing to take the initiative to make changes to cater to this world so that she can stay with her for a long time.

Qi Zhaomian was so moved by her words that tears welled up in her eyes. She stroked Lin Shanjuan's face:

"I had no idea... that Juan'er had suffered so much in the past."

Lin Shanjuan couldn't help but laugh, and gently rubbed her palm: "If I hadn't suffered, I probably wouldn't have been so lucky as to be favored by His Highness."

Qi Zhaomian laughed, resting his forehead on Lin Shanjuan's chin: "Juan'er... do you really feel very lucky to be able to stay with me?"

Lin Shanjuan lifted her chin, leaned in and kissed her gently, a smile on his lips: "Of course, I'm so lucky."