The reborn princess kills the whole capital

Jin Ran only guessed a little bit, but he didn't expect her to be so open-minded about it, and was a little stunned for a moment.

"But he did something to hurt you?"

Suddenly something occurred to him and he asked with concern.

Jin Yan was startled. If she really said there was something to hurt her, she could say yes or no.

He wanted to get close to her in this life, but she didn't give him a chance.

If we talk about the last life, the hatred of destroying the family is still vivid.

Holding the cup tightly, Jin Yan frowned and said, "He is with Xiao Yueran. I met him before, but today he pretends to be unfamiliar with her. It's too hypocritical."

He added, "He used to embarrass me before I returned to Prince Jin's Mansion. If the Imperial Master hadn't appeared in time, I don't know what would have happened. Second brother, after living in the capital as a hostage for so many years, he was able to achieve the peace he has now. I think he is not as harmless as he seems."

Her voice was soft, and some things were revealed, and Jinran understood.

"I know, I will avoid it in the future, but don't worry, my second brother also has a brain."

Jin Ran expressed relief.

Thinking of Jin Yan's isolation and helplessness when she first arrived in the capital, she suddenly felt distressed and said hurriedly, "If there is someone you don't like in the future, don't worry about my second brother, just tell him."

"I don't know many things, but as long as Yan Yan doesn't like it, it makes sense."

He took it for granted.

Jin Yan's eyes were red. It felt good to be trusted so much.

The carriage stopped at the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. Jin Yan stood at the door with a smile on her face, "I'll go in first."

Jinran couldn't help but mutter, "I have to go back to my house to stay from time to time. It's not far away anyway, so I'll pick you up."

My sister was snatched away even before she could warm herself up at home. I couldn't bear to accept it.

If I had known better, I should have discovered her earlier.

Jin Yan didn't know that her cheap brother had this idea, so she just responded casually and went inside.

Everything in the Imperial Prefect's Mansion has become quiet, and the servants make no sound even when they walk.

She went to Wen Yan's yard and heard Gan Ge say that he was reading in the study, so she didn't bother her. She just let Gan Ge hang the lotus lantern in her hand under the eaves. In an instant, the entrance to the yard became bright. A lot.

The warm and soft light illuminates the steps as clear as autumn water.

Not long after Jin Yan returned to the room, Wen Yan came out of the study and subconsciously glanced in her direction.

Seeing that the lights were on, he paused and smiled slightly.

He walked in the opposite direction to the door of his yard, then stopped suddenly, raised his eyes and stared at the lanterns swaying gently in the wind, and was stunned.

Gan Ge hurriedly said, "The princess asked her subordinates to hang it up. I heard it was the jackpot won at the lantern festival today."

"Ah."

Although he only responded softly, Gan Ge noticed that his master seemed very happy.

Wen Yanding watched there for a long time, then walked briskly to the yard.

Silent all night.

Jin Yan got up early. She thought she was very early, but who knew that Wen Yan was earlier.

The two had breakfast together and read for a while.

When it was almost done, Wen Yan took her to the bamboo forest nearby.

The bamboo forest is not big, just behind Wen Yan's courtyard. There is an open space inside, which seems to have been set aside specially. There is a small pavilion on the edge of the open space, which seems to have been transformed.

Tea and snacks were placed in the pavilion, and Gan Ge was already waiting there.

When the two arrived, he left quietly.

There was a vague joy in Jinyan's heart, as if it was about to burst through her chest.

A pair of bright eyes stared at Wen Yan, and he couldn't help but say, "But you want to teach me martial arts?"

"Ah."

Wen Yan replied and asked her to bring out Qing Shiyue.

"Can it be condensed into a sword?"

"Well, yes."

Soon, a transparent thin sword with a cold light was held in her hand.

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and Jin Yan handed it to his palm.

The green-white fingertips traced across the palm of his hand. Wen Yan was startled. He unconsciously opened his eyelids and looked over. Seeing that the other person was fine, he suppressed the strangeness in his heart.

"Okay."

He whispered something.

Jin Yan nodded and stood aside.

The man was standing in the middle of the bamboo forest. He was wearing a silver-gray robe. It was not as cold and lonely as the plain white robe he usually wore, but it was a little warmer.

The wind blew up his clothes, his hair, and the fallen bamboo leaves...

But Jin Yan felt like everything had stopped.

She seems to have seen it, she must have seen it.

Suddenly, Wen Yan moved...

He deliberately slowed down his movements, but he was still cool and neat. He was clearly solemn and straightforward, but he seemed to be dancing on the top of people's hearts.

The thin sword in his hand was danced into ever-changing forms, and it also developed a thunderous aura.

Jin Yan was stunned.

She held her breath and concentrated, refusing to miss any move.

but……

She gradually lost her mind.

"Ayan..."

Until the voice from the other side came, Jin Yan suddenly came back to her senses. She tilted her head in confusion and her eyes fell on him, "Master, have we met before?"

Although it sounded ridiculous, she felt that the way Wen Yan danced his sword was almost the same as the person she saw in her dream.

The same nobility and clarity, the same world-famous youthfulness, and even the same neatness.

Although she couldn't see the man's face clearly, she felt that the man should have this face and look like him.

Why?

So natural and so familiar?

At that time, she was still in Qinggan Village, still in trouble, and didn't know how to return to the capital as soon as possible.

At that time, he was a high-ranking national preceptor, far away in the capital.

why?

Jin Yan had countless doubts, so she expressed them openly.

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Really? Where is it?"

Jin Yan frowned, looking at him with a frank face that didn't look like he was lying.

What's more, as a national teacher, he has no reason to lie.

"I dreamed of a swordsmanship that was almost the same as my master's, but I didn't see that person's face in the dream, so I looked familiar to you. Is this a coincidence?"

"Qingshiyue is not an ordinary weapon, and some weird things are normal."

Wen Yan said lightly and handed the things into her hands.

Jin Yan looked down and nodded slightly, suppressing the doubts in her heart for the time being.

"Try it."

He glanced at her encouragingly, and Jinyan nodded and took a few steps forward.

She had practiced secretly, but in the end she was not as skilled as him, and many of her movements were not in place, and she had already lost more than half of her momentum.

When she got to the back, she was almost brave enough to play with the sword.

Jin Yan's face turned red unconsciously, and she secretly went to see Wen Yan. She felt like she was playing a monkey while others were watching a show.

What a shame!

"Ayan, be careful!"

A cold voice came from the side. Jin Yan was shocked and her steps stopped. She could no longer concentrate and fell straight to the ground. .