Wang Chulan, in particular, could not help but sympathize with this girl when she thought that she had been a criminal official of the Southern Chu Dynasty and had been implicated in her exile.

"Miss Jiang, beauty of poetry is even more beautiful. Sima Jing is glad to meet you."

Sima Jing nodded slightly and said.

Jiang Fan lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Thank you, eldest prince, for your love."

Sima Jing's eyes moved slightly and suddenly said: "I am a down-and-out man, how can I have the dignity to call myself a prince?"

As soon as he said this, he didn't know who he wanted to hear it. Both Wang Chulan and Nangong Xin looked solemn.

It is difficult to accept such words. After all, everyone knows that the eldest prince has lost power, but after all, he is still a prince. How can he criticize him at will? If he does not speak well, he will be punished by death.

But I saw that Miss Jiang was neither humble nor arrogant: "Why should the dragon be afraid of hiding in the abyss? The roc will rise together with the wind, so why should the eldest prince feel sorry for himself?"

There was nothing flattering about her words, and she was clearly supporting Sima Jing, which made him feel moved.

"The dragon is in the abyss, the roc is in the same wind... the girl is very brave to speak." He said with a deep look.

Jiang Fan said: "Losing power is not terrible, what is terrible is losing ambition. A little girl is like an ant, her life is as thin as a paper, but she still has an unyielding heart, let alone a prince?" Biquku

The eldest prince's hand subconsciously clasped the armrest, which showed that his heart was not calm at this time, and could even be said to be turbulent.

After a long time, he calmed down slightly. But his eyes became more and more surprised.

He himself never expected that in a place of exile thousands of miles away from the capital, a little girl he met for the first time would stir up infinite pride in his heart with just two words.

At this moment, he suddenly felt, how could such a woman fall into the world like this? Even being a princess is more than enough!

"Miss Jiang, please sit down."

Jiang Fan didn't show any pretense, Shi Shiran took his seat and took the tea with ease.

The movements were natural and not artificial, which won Sima Jing's favor, and he admired Miss Jiang's elegant and elegant posture.

At this moment, Jiang Fan was also consciously or unconsciously sizing up the eldest prince who was meeting face to face for the first time. He looked much better than when he entered the city, but his eyes became deeper and deeper, and the gloomy and fierce feeling seemed to be hidden a lot.

This Sima Jing is much more terrifying than before.

He couldn't help but sigh, indeed, although setbacks will make the weak unable to recover, they will also

Let the truly strong grow up.

"Master Wang, Master Xin, I would like to ask Miss Jiang for some poetry advice alone. Is it convenient for you two?"

Wang Chulan immediately and sensibly exited the pavilion, while Nangong Xin hesitated for a moment and then retreated unwillingly.

The eldest prince turned a blind eye to his expression and said directly to Miss Jiang: "Since this king lost power, no one has dared to say such things to me in public."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "There is always the first one."

Sima Jing stared at him: "But I never thought it was a female prostitute."

Jiang Fan said: "What the prince wants to say is that he never thought he was a fireworks woman."

The eldest prince was playful: "So what?"

"Yes... Even if the little girl has misjudged the person, the eldest prince, please talk about poetry." Biquku

Sima Jing narrowed his eyes, and then laughed: "Okay, what a woman, a talented woman among women, a hero among women."

"I don't dare to be praised by His Highness."

Jiang Fan was still neither humble nor arrogant. He knew that this was an excellent opportunity to get close to Sima Jing, and he also wanted to see if this person still had value and if he had any abilities that could be relied upon.

But Mr. Jiang would probably never have imagined that the direction of things would be completely deviated from what he had imagined, and it was only because he himself had gone off the rails from the beginning...

"It's just..." He stared at Jiang Fan and said, "Who sent you, this heroic girl?"

Jiang Fan glanced at him indifferently, raised his finger and pointed at the book boy in green: "His sword should be very fast. At such a close distance, he is sure to kill him with one blow. Just call for the assassin."

Sima Jing was stunned, and couldn't help but take a breath for a while: "Hiss—there is a woman like you in the world."

And the next moment, the book boy actually grabbed the hilt of the sword, and a cold light shot out, but it was not towards her, but into the air.

In an instant, the roof of the octagonal pavilion exploded, and a sharp shout came from the sky: "Sima Jing, accept your fate!"

A masked man in a white scarf flipped in mid-air, with his head down and his feet up. He followed the sword and stabbed it down like a meteor.

The book boy's eyes were sharp, and his sword was like a poisonous dragon, soaring into the sky to meet him.

When the assassin suddenly appeared, chaos broke out in the inner garden.

The two of them were struck by lightning in mid-air, and dozens of moves passed in an instant.

Seeing that he couldn't stand the fight for a long time, the masked man in white scarf forced the scholar back with a sword, jumped up, crossed the courtyard wall and flew away.

The book boy was afraid of luring the tiger away from the mountain, so he did not dare to pursue him. He held a half-sword in his hand and stood vigilantly in front of the eldest prince.

The eldest prince's expression was calm, and the tea cup in his hand did not move for a moment. He just stared at Miss Jiang quietly.

But this woman was also as calm as water, and she never blinked even once when her hair was brushed by the sword energy of the two men several times.

"Not afraid?"

The eldest prince said softly.

"It's useless to be afraid."

The eldest prince nodded: "That's good."

He put down the tea cup and leaned forward slightly: "Jiang Ruochen, I, the prince, have remembered it. It is up to you to decide who the people here want to protect. Whoever comes, get off!"

The eldest prince was assassinated, and the Meiyuan Poetry Society came to an abrupt end.

But everyone no longer cared about the Poetry Club. Instead, they were more afraid of being involved in this matter, and they all wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

But how could we leave? Before long, thousands of soldiers had surrounded the place, with their swords unsheathed and their bows strung, with a murderous intent.

The officer's face was cold: "No one is allowed to leave without permission. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed!"

Everyone was silent, and the timid ones were scared to death.

What surprised Jiang Fan was that although the slut Mu Qiuyun was fighting, he still stood in front of her and comforted her with a trembling voice not to be afraid.

The next moment, the general walked up to Jiang Fan and hugged his fist heavily: "Miss Jiang, please."

Jiang Fan said: "Can I leave?"

"Yes, so can the person the girl wants to take away."

Jiang Fan said calmly: "I owe you a favor?"

The general said solemnly: "Your Highness the Prince has something to say, so there is no need to owe it."

There is no need to owe... Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "Let Mr. Mu and Sister Xiangxue leave, and I will stay."

Nangong Xin, Wang Chulan and others are naturally not restricted, and he doesn't need to worry about them.

The general was stunned when he heard this: "This... the prince said it's freezing here. Miss Jiang, please go back and rest as soon as possible..." Biquku

Oh shit... everyone almost cursed me.

Why, it’s freezing cold for you? She’s cold, aren’t we? Or are we not human?

But the question is who dares to say.

For a time, this Miss Jiang became the object of envy, jealousy and hatred by everyone.

Jiang Fan was also stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh. Is the eldest prince trying to show his kindness?
Chapter completed!