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She was still not willing to leave them behind, and moved all of them to the Office of the Interior Officer.

Just when she was about to take a rest and catch her breath, An Yi's calm voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"what are you doing?"

"Huh?" Chelsea was stunned.

She didn't expect that An Yi had just come back from outside.

But before she could answer, An Yi frowned: "What happened to your hand?"

"Ah... just a little scratch."

Chelsea also noticed the scar she left when she punched the tree just now.

Because it's not natural to cover up with Gaia foundation, so I just pretended to be a scrape.

"Come here, let me help you deal with it."

"Hey—?" Chelsea prolonged her tone in surprise, because she never expected that An Yi would reach out and grasp her white hand.

Although he knew that An Yi didn't mean that.

But the other party's sudden attack still surprised her.

When she calmed down, she saw An Yi take out a bottle of spray and spray it on the back of her hand.

Some tingling, but not heavy.

"Powerful Human Body Healing Agent No. [-]." An Yi explained casually, "It will heal within a few tens of seconds."

"Really?" Chelsea stared at An Yi's cold and handsome face in a daze, and subconsciously replied.

But soon she shook her head vigorously, quickly pulled out her palm, and pointed at the pile of things as if changing the subject: "By the way, those things are gifts from everyone in the slum area..."

"I can tell." An Yi interrupted her before she could finish speaking.

Then, he squinted at Chelsea again, as if thinking of something: "By the way, this is for you."

He took something out of the pocket of his military uniform and threw it to Chelsea.

"This is..." Chelsea stared blankly at the thing An Yi threw.

It was a pair of thick mitts, and the white simple square pattern looked very simple.

"Don't you always complain that there is no coal stove for heating, and your palms are cold, so you can't handle official business?"

An Yi's calm voice sounded.

"I did say that...but..."

Chelsea pinched the gloves, never expecting that An Yi still remembered this incident.

Looking at the gloves in her hand, an unexplainable emotion surged in her heart.

how to say...

A little embarrassed...and a little happy.

In order to cover up this point, she hastily put the white gloves on her palms, shaking her ten slender fingers in front of An Yi, and gave a chuckle: "How is it? Does it look good? Your Excellency, An Yi."

"very nice."

An Yi nodded expressionlessly.

hiss...

Chelsea couldn't help but gasped for such a straightforward speech.

Her pink face couldn't help turning rosy any longer.

Ahhh!What is going on with this guy in front of him?

Why is it always like this...

The little deer in her heart was bumping wildly, as if a villain was screaming in her chest 'Wah-wah-wah', her fair ears were stained with a layer of blush.

Then I heard An Yi's next sentence.

"My vision is really good, and these gloves are really nice."

"..." Chelsea.

The enthusiasm in her heart was extinguished, and the deer in her heart crashed to death against the south wall. Her expression suddenly became calm, and she even gritted her teeth vaguely for An Yi.

This guy...

Why is it always...always like this? !

She was really angry.

Even if the assassin obviously couldn't have such big mood swings...she was still uncontrollably angry.

but--

Chelsea took a deep breath.

Barely calm down.

Anyway.

She felt that it was still necessary to pass on the fact that Esdeth was about to return to the imperial capital to An Yi.

While being a member of the Revolutionary Army, she is also a girl named Chelsea.

Chelsea didn't want to see An Yi being brutally murdered by Esthers.

She puts her hands on her chest.

This restlessness...she didn't know what it was.

Chapter 70. Rise up!Back to the imperial capital!

It is actually not difficult for Chelsea, the assassin of the revolutionary army, to switch the topic to the topic she wants to talk about calmly and perfectly.

Guessing people's hearts is her forte.

So when she was helping to pack the gifts from the commoners in the slums on the ground, she mentioned in a nonchalant tone: "Speaking of which, the commoners in the imperial capital have been restless recently..."

"En." An Yi nodded indifferently, without taking his eyes off the documents in his hand.

This made Chelsea couldn't help but glance at him.

It seems that the hint is not strong enough.

"Hey, I heard that it seems that a certain general of the empire has news that he is going back to the imperial capital?"

Chelsea mentioned it nonchalantly.

"It seems to be the case."

what...?

no...

Chelsea opened her mouth.

Is this hint obvious to me?

And Esdeth returned to the imperial capital, shouldn't you be concerned about this kind of thing yourself?

Are you not afraid of being troubled by her?

but...

Looking at An Yi's face that didn't seem to care at all.

She only felt that her blood pressure was rising, so she hinted more directly: "Speaking of which, there are many generals in the empire... Who is the general who came back this time?"

"Who is it?" An Yi seemed to respond casually.

"..." Chelsea felt that her blood pressure had completely risen.

Looking at An Yi, she had an inexplicable feeling that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuchs were in a hurry.

After all, it has already been hinted to this point.

The wood still hasn't reacted...?

She couldn't bear it anymore.

Instead of such endless hints, it would be better for her to say Esdeath's name directly.

Just as Chelsea took a deep breath, planning to tell An Yi about the matter.

clack clack clack -

A white pigeon with a letter box flew in through the vent window of the Home Affairs Office.

Regarding this, An Yi seemed to have expected it long ago, plucked the carrier pigeon from the window, and took off the letter box.

"A letter?" Chelsea moved her head curiously.

Since An Yi didn't drive him out, it meant that the other party already regarded him as one of his own.

So she didn't see it either, and asked curiously, "Where did this letter come from?"

It can be said that An Yi has no relatives in the imperial capital, except for a few young and accomplished officials who are well connected, basically he has a little contact with the little emperor.

But no matter how you think about it, it can't be a letter sent by the emperor—if there is any order, just ask someone to give An Yi a verbal message.

Then who sent this letter?

It can't be from Estes, can it?

"From Estes."

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Chelsea coughed hastily, and looked at An Yi with eyes full of surprise: "Wait a minute... who are you talking about...?"

She must be hallucinating.

And it's pretty serious.

Because she actually heard the person who sent the letter as Estes.