Young and dashing

  "Up... just a little higher." The bride would have taken the medicine bottle herself if she hadn't been completely unable to move, and for the first time in her life, a man was touching that thing. Her emotions were like wind, rain, and fog all at once, like a small boat rocking back and forth in a storm.

  "A little higher?"

  Lin Dong reached up and touched something the size of a small grape, although it was through his underwear. How could he not understand what this was? His heart was racing with excitement.

  The bride's face turned red with blood, this seemingly serious and proper young master isn't a philanderer, is he?

  "Found it, found it." Lin Dong felt the medicine bottle, took it out, and poured out a red round pill to feed the bride.

  The bride's complexion improved after taking this medicine.

  "What a wonderful medicine?" Lin Dong muttered to himself, "Could it be the Shaolin Great Supplement Pill?"

  A moment later, the bride was able to sit up, not speaking, but meditating. Soon her complexion improved and a white mist-like aura surrounded her body.

  "Could this be the aura produced by a master healing himself? Amazing, amazing."

  After a stick of incense, the bride recovered about 70-80% of her strength and stood up.

  "Sir, why must you kill Yan Hong?" the bride asked.

  Lin didn't find it convenient to tell him that this was a game, so he deceived him by saying: "Oh, actually someone gave me silver and asked me to kill Yan Hong. I originally planned to make my move tonight, but you beat me to it. By the way, miss, how did you kill Yan Hong?"

  "The bride said angrily: 'This man was once a great thief, ruthless and cruel. He killed my parents, but I was lucky to escape with the help of a good person. After learning martial arts, I came down from the mountain to avenge my parents. I found out that Yan Hong had a son, so I deliberately got to know him and made him fall in love with me. Then, I would kill Yan Hong to avenge my parents.'"

  A beautiful plan, what a beautiful plan. Lin Dong silently praised in his heart, seeing the bride mention Yan Hong's name as if she wanted to eat his flesh and peel off his tendons, but when mentioning Yan Gongzi, her face showed a captivating expression, seemingly unknowingly falling into an emotional game.

  "Tonight, we'll take the opportunity to kill Yan Hong. He's suffered internal injuries and will definitely be looking for a doctor. We'll disguise ourselves as doctors and go to his mansion." The bride said slowly, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

  Lin Dong thought for a moment and said, "Are you sure his injury is very serious?"

  "The lime powder I sprinkled had the poison of Sanzi scattered on it, and the Shouwu from Rentang Hall couldn't neutralize its toxicity at all, so we're going to Rentang Hall right now."

  Lin Dong glanced at her, this bride couldn't see that she had such a meticulous mind, one move linked to another.

  The people in Jianghu are indeed not simple.

  ………

  This woman is being cautious, could it be that she believes me just because I said I'm also here to kill Yan Hong? What exactly does she see in me? A lifesaver? Nonsense. It seems like I need to raise my guard, or else I'll end up getting sold out by this woman. Lin Dong thought to himself as he walked towards Yu Ren Tang.

  However, at this time, the two had already completely changed their appearance. Lin Dong wore a human skin mask for the first time and felt comfortable, with no discomfort.

  Through conversation he only knew that the bride's name was Zhao Die.

  Zhao Die's makeup skills had obviously reached a level of perfection, if Lin Dong hadn't personally witnessed her putting on makeup, he wouldn't have believed that the man standing next to him was actually a woman.

  Zhao Die is now a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed as a gentleman.

  The two of them arrived at the back of Yu Rendang's house. Zhao Die knocked on the door three times, pausing for about three seconds each time.

  Lin's heart was even more vigilant, it's too dangerous, this woman is too dangerous.

  The door was opened by a young servant, who nodded at Zhao Die and Lin Dong after seeing them, then immediately closed the door.

  "Follow me." The young servant led the two into a room in the inner hall.

  A moment later, a dignified-looking man in a hemp garment walked into the room.

  Zhao Die immediately stood up and didn't introduce Lin Dong.

  That majestic-looking man took a glance at Lin Dong, but didn't ask any questions.

  The little servant went out.

  "Has anyone from the Yan family arrived?" Zhao Die didn't conceal her own voice.

  The man said: "No, I think we'll have to wait a little longer."

  Zhao Die said: "Yan Hong is a careful person, but after taking Sanri San for three days, he must ask Langzhong from Rentang to be effective."

  The man said: "Wait a little longer."

  The little servant knocked on the door and walked in.

  "The Yan family has arrived."

  Zhao Die's expression didn't change, but her voice had already changed, low and hoarse: "I'm going out now."

  Lin Dong followed him out. He was now more and more afraid of this woman named Zhao Die, who had set up a linked ring to assassinate Yan Hong, which was unsolvable.

  As a man, Lin Dong couldn't help but give Zhao Die a thumbs up at this time. Revenge really can't be impulsive.

  But he couldn't figure out whether Zhao Die and Yan Lie's feelings were real or just pretending to use Yan Lie to get close to Yan Hong.

  His Adam's apple moved slightly as he wanted to ask Zhao Die.

  Zhao Die suddenly turned her head and glanced at Lin Dong, a face that would make any man's heart skip a beat, with a self-mocking expression: "Are you saying I'm too calculating as a woman?"

  Lin Dong thought so, but Zhao Die wouldn't dare ask him again if he said it to his face. He shrugged and smiled: "No, I think that if I were in your shoes, I would think the same way too - to kill an enemy stronger than oneself, one must have a carefully laid trap, otherwise there's no chance of revenge."

  Zhao Die said a sentence and quickened her pace: "I like Yan Lie, he is him, Yan Hong is Yan Hong."

  A woman who distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. Lin Dong smiled slightly.

  The servants of the Yan family were waiting in the main hall.

  Zhao Die had everything ready and gave Lin Dong a meaningful glance, telling him to take action at his own discretion.

  Lin Dong also returned a glance.

  As soon as I see something is wrong, I'll leave without saying another word.

  He didn't want to be taken advantage of by Zhao Die.

  Yan family servants led the way in front, and soon they arrived at Yan's mansion.

  At this moment, Yan's mansion no longer has a lively and festive atmosphere, but is shrouded in an oppressive atmosphere.

  Jia Ding led the two into Yan Hong's bedroom.

  Yan Hong lay on the large bed, his complexion somewhat pale and grey, with a white cloth covering his eyes. His son Yan Lie was still dressed in his groom's attire, sitting at the head of the bed with an anxious and uneasy expression.

  "Tai Fu, you must save my father." Yan Lie saw Lang Zhong enter and immediately went up to greet him.

  "I will do my best." Zhao Die said.

  "Seriously, I want to see your eyes." Zhao Die slowly unwrapped the gauze from Yan Hong's eyes.

  Yan Hong seems reluctant to speak. Let her be and do these things.

  Zhao Die glanced at him and said to Lin Dong: "Get the acupuncture needles ready, Gongzi Yan, would you please go get a basin of water?"

  Yan Li shouted for the house servant to bring in a bowl of water.