Zhou Jian felt ashamed. If Qin Huairou was here, he would definitely fight.

And when she stepped back and didn't dare to get close to her, she was really too beautiful, and she was the beauty of a femme fatale.

It is said that it is achieved at the age of eighteen, but it is a girlish feeling, and it is a twenty-eight, with a peach-like charm, and it is a thirty-eight, but it also has the ripe beauty.

"Young Master, are you here to see me specifically?"

"Why, when I see me, I'm so scared? This is not your style. Just now, when you were outside, you were calm and composed in the face of that young man." Thirteen Niang spoke gently, her eyes changing and unable to understand.

Zhou Jian was shocked violently.

wrong!

This woman is testing my identity!

Good guy, almost said to her.

He smiled and stopped retreating, and his heroic eyes were extremely clear: "What's the matter with whom Thirteen Niang is afraid of?"

"I just feel sorry for Thirteen Niang."

"It's so inconvenient for a weak woman to be in the world." He glanced at the man locked by a chain and said, "If a person like this doesn't harass you, you won't be like this, right?"

"If possible, I am willing to provide Thirteen Niang with a comfortable environment."

He looked at Thirteen Niang's eyes like snakes and scorpions, sincere and calm.

In this second, Shisan Niang was stuck for a moment.

Then he narrowed his beautiful eyes and looked at Zhou Jian tightly, but he didn't see any frivolousness, and even his eyes were very clean.

Deep down, she was a little surprised. No man could be so calm after seeing her face and figure.

But she herself is a hedgehog and directly beat Zhou Jian into a "hypocrite"!

Seeing that he was not fooled, he was lazy to pretend and said coldly: "Hmph!"

"A little brat, dare to speak to my aunt like this, are you afraid that I will cut your tongue?" She changed too quickly, and her whole face was filled with coldness and hostility.

Zhou Jian was shocked and was really moody.

"Thirteen Niang, what I told the truth."

"Otherwise, why should I come to see you at the risk of offending Dong Zhuo from Tongzhou?"

Thirteen Niang raised her eyebrows, with a playful touch. She knew very well why these men were looking for her, one was beauty, and the other was for the mechanism: "Then why didn't you tell me who you are?"

Zhou Jian raised his eyebrows and thought to himself whether he would show his identity clearly.

Thirteen Niang changed the subject and said lightly: "If you don't say it, I can guess it."

Zhou Jian was surprised: "Oh?"

"Then do you know who I am?"

Thirteen Niang bent down and sat on the stone bench, with the curve of her buttocks beautifully.

"You are nothing more than a person from the capital. Now the relationship between the imperial court and Dong Zhuo in Tongzhou is getting increasingly tense. It has long been reported that the admiral of Jiuzhou is going to rebel. Dong Zhuo sent someone to find me, so the capital will naturally not be left behind."

"Depending on your young age and outstanding temperament, you are either Lin Qingshu, the top scholar in the imperial examination, or a certain prince, right?"

She seemed to have a look of beautiful eyes.

Zhou Jian was shocked. This woman had a keen sense of smell. Although she didn't guess her true identity, she was almost inseparable.

"Since that's the case, does Thirteen Niang have an idea in her mind?"

Upon hearing this, Thirteen Niang's scarlet lips raised, and she smiled and said, "You may not know yet."

"I have a grudge with the court!"

"And I hate your master to the core, so I must kill you!"

For a moment, Zhou Jian's face froze.

What does it mean to have a grudge against your master?

Isn't that just talking about yourself?
Chapter completed!