Chapter 1: Less in charge of affairs in the Prime Minister’s Office

Author: Dreams send to Qianqiu

Chapter 1: Less in charge of affairs in the Prime Minister’s Office

Jiuzhou land, Daxia dynasty.

Jiangling County, Yuyi City.

Snow and Moon Pavilion.

As the first of the four major places of elegance and romance in Yuyi City, it has always been famous for its charming appearance and beautiful dance postures, attracting many literati and scholars and disciples of the family.

But today, Xueyue Pavilion is quite deserted.

In front of the door, there is a scene of a deserted place.

The vendors and pedestrians who passed by looked at the group of guards guarding at the door, with a vicious and vicious spirit, hanging a token of Jiang, all of them kept silent, lowered their heads, and walked quickly, fearing that a second glance would cause trouble.

The only surname in the entire Daxia dynasty cannot be provoked.

Even the royal family members were silenced when they saw this token.

"How could the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion appear in Yuyi City?"

In the distance, many pedestrians dared to ask in a low voice after walking away.

"I don't know, don't ask more questions. I don't care about the affairs of the Prime Minister's Office. I don't want to live anymore?"

The person next to him changed his expression and hurriedly pulled his companion and asked him to shut up quickly.

...

And at the same time.

Xueyue Pavilion, leaning against the pavilion on the pavilion.

Jiang Lan held her hands on her back and looked at the pool in front of her, her eyes lit up.

He has white clothes, wide sleeves, ancient jade hanging on his waist, handsome face, tall and thin. He doesn't know if his skin is a little sickly pale because of his frequent hard work, as if a strong wind can blow it away.

If anyone else saw it, he would think that this was a young noble man with a beautiful and beautiful appearance, and then sighed in his heart. It’s a pity that he was so young.

"It shouldn't be..."

"It's this time, the heroine won't come yet."

Suddenly, Jiang Lan sighed lightly, rubbed his eyebrows with some headache, then returned to his seat, picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Jiang Lan, hand over my sister."

"If not, don't blame me for being polite."

Suddenly, a cold and snow-like cry sounded, which shocked the birds on the eaves of the treetops and flew everywhere.

Jiang Lan's expression moved slightly, but her face remained calm. The heroine finally came, which made him wait for a while.

The next moment, a terrifying figure stepped across the pool, passed through the eaves of the pavilion, and flew over the eaves of the pavilion.

With a blink of an eye, the sword was unsheathed, and a clear sword light splashed like drizzle.

The cold murderous aura seemed to have caused the air to stagnate a little.

However, when the long sword fell, the sword light dissipated, but stopped half an inch before Jiang Lan's throat, and could no longer make any progress.

The jade hand holding the sword is slender and slender, with crystal cardamom dyed on the nails, which seems to reflect the mountains and lakes, and is so beautiful.

At this moment, he was trembling slightly, showing the anger of the master holding the sword.

She stared at the man in white in front of her.

In the pavilion, he was still lowering his eyes and drinking tea, his expression was faint and unmoved, as if he turned a deaf ear to the sounds and threats in his ears.

The cold sword energy was frozen in his throat, carrying the breath of ice and snow, as if it could penetrate his throat at any time, leaving a scoop of blood.

"Jiang Lan, all your guards are outside now, and no one can save your life..."

"Take my sister over."

The woman in white dress gritted her teeth and shouted again.

Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, with a beautiful and beautiful face, a tall figure, and a beautiful figure.

She was wearing a plain white dress, with her collar on the skirt, her legs were long and straight, making her slender waist look less than enough to hold it, and her whole body was as clean as a lotus in a snow mountain.

At this moment, the cold air was even worse on the pretty face as delicate as a painting. The jade hand holding the sword trembled slightly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Does Miss Qinghan want to kill me?"

In the face of her anger, she was only a slow word.

Jiang Lan raised her head and looked at her, looking extremely surprised.

"You quickly let my sister go..." the woman in white dress gritted her teeth.

"What if I don't let it go?"

Jiang Lan seemed to smile when she heard this, and then calmly stretched out one hand and straightened the long sword in the woman in the white dress so that the tip of the sword could point to her throat.

“Ah…”

A pale appeared on the woman in the white dress, holding the long sword, and her jade hand trembled gently.

Jiang Lan let out a chuckle, stood up, and walked forward half a step, as if mocking her timidity and bluff.

"I don't dare to do it here, what about here?"

As he said that, he reached out, pinched the tip of the sword, and moved it down to his chest.

"Miss Qinghan, do you want to try it? Go half an inch ahead?" His voice was neither anxious nor slow, and he could not hear the turbulence of his emotions.

Looking at this scene, the woman in the white dress had trembling even more.

At this moment, she was not only angry, but also deeply humiliated.

She didn't expect that Jiang Lan was still so calm and calm without any panic in such a situation where there was no guard around her.

It seems that she didn't take her threat seriously at all.

This kind of arrogance and contempt seemed to be just predicting that she would not dare to continue to take action.

This made her, who had always been proud, feel tingling inside, and endless unwillingness and embarrassment emerge.

He is obviously just an ordinary person without cultivation.

Why dare to be so calm and unhurried in front of yourself in the fourth realm, not take yourself seriously, and not be afraid that you will really kill him.

Is his father the prime minister of the current dynasty?

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Jiang Lan seemed to have a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, and then she said slowly, "Since she doesn't dare, then the young lady, don't try such a dangerous move. Your Su family should have thousands of people in this Yuyi City."

"Your father, the head of the Su family, should be expected to be the next lord of Yuyi City. I don't think he wants to see you do such a dangerous thing."

"you……"

The woman in the white dress had clenched her silver teeth, her delicate body trembled, and she was obviously extremely angry.

puff!

The next moment, a little red blood suddenly spread on Jiang Lan's chest, and quickly dyed ink on the white white clothes, shaped like a small plum blossom.

The woman in the white dress opened her beautiful eyes wide and suddenly became dull.

This has nothing to do with her.

It was clearly the man in white in front of him who held the tip of the sword and sent it to his own chest.

"There is an assassin."

Jiang Lan suddenly shouted loudly, holding the tip of the sword with his hand, as if he wanted to stop him from stabbing in again.

"There are assassins!"

"Protect the young master!"

Hearing this sound, anger sounded in the distance.

At the same time, a large group of successful escorts, with iron armor colliding, and rushed over quickly.

Looking at this scene, the woman in the white dress turned pale, and her jade hands couldn't help but soften. With a clang, the sword directly came out and hit the stone floor.

(End of this chapter)
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