The mistress died of overwork, and after rebirth, she was bad at raising her cubs

The fight lasted until three quarters past three in the morning. Xie Shaoshang was sitting on the roof, leaning against the wall with a pot of wine in his hand.

The moonlight shone on the silver mask on his face, glowing faintly and revealing a hint of mystery and laziness.

Lu Huaizhu was dressed in a blue shirt, with his hair neatly tied up high with a jade hairpin. He was fanning himself gently with a folding fan, looking quite romantic and unrestrained.

Although the two men have very different styles, they are two beautiful landscapes. If ordinary women saw them, I'm afraid they would win the hearts of many girls.

However, Shuyu behind Shen Qinglan couldn't help but secretly leaned forward a little and whispered to Shuwen:

"What sin has our young lady committed? Look at them spreading their peacock tails?"

Hearing this, Shu Wen nodded seriously, stole a glance at Shen Qinglan, and then whispered in agreement:

"Oh, flirting and showing off your charm are just a way to attract our young lady."

Listening to the two girls' whispers behind him, Shen Qinglan couldn't help but cough lightly with amusement, then turned his head and gave them a warning look.

These two girls really dare to say anything. If these two people heard this, I'm afraid there would be another commotion.

When Shu Yu saw Shen Qinglan's eyes looking at her, she immediately stuck out her tongue and smiled ingratiatingly.

Shuwen held the sword and looked around, as if it had nothing to do with me.

Shen Qinglan reluctantly withdrew his gaze, then looked at Xie Shaoshang, and said with a slow smile:

"Young Pavilion Master, it's time to close the net."

Upon hearing this, Xie Shaoshang immediately stood up, drank the rest of the wine in one gulp with a smile, and threw it off the roof.

With a loud "clang", the people who were fighting and making noise suddenly stopped. Someone quickly carried a large pile of corpses dressed in Shadow Pavilion clothes from the backyard and piled them together.

Seeing this, Xie Shaoshang smiled at Shen Qinglan and said, "Princess Zhan, goodbye."

Just as Xie Shaoshang was about to leave, Shen Qinglan suddenly called him back, "By the way, Young Pavilion Master, I can cure the poison of the Patchouli Wolf."

Xie Shaoshang paused, his eyes tightened under the mask, and he was stunned for a moment. He turned his head to look at Shen Qinglan in surprise, and asked with a sharp and dangerous look in his eyes: "What did you say?"

Shen Qinglan was not afraid at all when he saw this. Instead, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He looked up at Xie Shaoshang and said word by word with a firm voice:

"Young Pavilion Master always wears a mask. At first I thought that he had a striking appearance and didn't want others to see it, so he used a mask to cover it up."

"But, Young Pavilion Master can cover his face, but how can he cover the strange fragrance emanating from his body?"

"And isn't this strange fragrance on Young Pavilion Master's body the result of a large amount of musk mixed with other medicines to suppress the poison of the Patchouli Wolf after he was poisoned by it?"

Xie Shaoshang listened to Shen Qinglan's words and clenched his hands tightly at his sides.

The eyes exposed outside the mask, with a few obscure lights, were staring at Shen Qinglan closely.

Seeing this, Lu Huaizhu, who was standing by, stopped fanning the folding fan in his hand and looked at Xie Shaoshang vigilantly, his heart in his throat, ready to save him at any time!

This cousin of mine really likes to challenge other people's bottom line all the time... Aren't you afraid that Xie Shaoshang will lose control of himself and take her life directly?

Xie Shaoshang stared at Shen Qinglan with sharp eyes, but Shen Qinglan stood still, without even a trace of fear on his face.

In a moment, Xie Shaoshang suddenly laughed, his eyes carrying a hint of murderous intent, and a hint of interest as he looked at Shen Qinglan and said:

"Princess Zhan, you are really brave. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

You must know that the poison of the Patchouli Wolf is a rare poison that only the Xinyi royal family has!

And since Xie Shaoshang was poisoned, it only proves that he must be related to the Xinyi royal family!

Either he is a member of the Xinyi royal family, or he is related to the Xinyi royal family.

However, the other party is now the Young Master of Shadow Pavilion, which is enough to prove that he wants to conceal this matter.

But Shen Qinglan brought it up at this time. If he was not careful, he would be killed by Xie Shaoshang to silence him.

Facing Xie Shaoshang's questioning, Shen Qinglan smiled confidently:

"Young Master, you are joking. We are cooperating so happily. Naturally, this princess does not have to worry about anything."

"Besides, I'm afraid that I'm the only one in this world who can cure your poison, the Patchouli Wolf. How can you bear to kill me?"

Xie Shaoshang looked at Shen Qinglan, and the murderous intent in his eyes gradually faded.

What Shen Qinglan kept mentioning was her identity as Princess Zhan. With this identity, he naturally could not easily attack Shen Qinglan.

Not only because of Huo Zhanting, but also because this is the Dayong Dynasty.

Immediately, Xie Shaoshang was silent for a moment, and finally asked:

"How sure are you?"

"Since I dare to say it, it's naturally ten points."

Xie Shaoshang smiled when he heard Shen Qinglan's words and said seriously:

"condition?"

Seeing that the other party was so sensible, Shen Qinglan immediately raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth a little. She liked talking to smart people, so she immediately said:

"I can't think of it for now, but I think the life of the Young Master should still be very valuable, right? When the time comes, if I need anything, I can ask the Young Master for help, how about that?"

Xie Shaoshang laughed, and casually threw a golden bell hanging from his waist to Shen Qinglan and said:

"make a deal."

Shen Qinglan took the bell, nodded contentedly, bowed to Xie Shaoshang, and said softly:

"In that case... I will wait for good news."

Xie Shaoshang looked at Shen Qinglan deeply, without saying anything more, he turned around and led his men out of Prince Zhan's Mansion.

This Princess Zhan really won't tolerate any loss!

This time, they said they wanted to detoxify him. Besides wanting a promise from him, they were also reminding him not to play tricks and embezzle this windfall.

After all, the cooperation between the two of them could not be brought to the table. If he wanted to go back on his word, Shen Qinglan would have no way to stop him.

Xie Shaoshang felt it was a pity that his little thoughts were accidentally discovered~

However, Xie Shaoshang suddenly realized something.

No wonder Shen Qinglan let Brother Yan and Yan Ji go, and didn't even poison them to get anything out of them. It turns out that he had this back-up plan?

This Princess Zhan...is really becoming more and more interesting?

The Fourth Prince's Mansion.

The Fourth Prince looked at the densely packed corpses in his garden, and veins in his forehead throbbed.

The usually compassionate face was now a little torn, revealing a few traces of murderous intent. He gritted his teeth and asked word by word to the person in front of him:

"You mean, your Shadow Pavilion sent out 500 Class A assassins, and all of them died in the battle? But they didn't take Shen Qinglan's head?"

Xie Shaoshang sighed, nodded, and said with a hint of regret in his voice:

"There are too many masters in the Zhan Palace, and there are also masters who know the Qimen Dunjia. Ying Pavilion has done its best. Please ask the Fourth Prince to pay off the silver first."

"How much?" The Fourth Prince spat out two words from between his teeth.

"It's not much, just two hundred thousand taels. I guess it's just a drop in the bucket for the Fourth Prince, right?"

Xie Shaoshang shook his head, the tail feathers hanging by his ears swayed, flashing a faint light, and his voice also had a hint of understatement.

"Two hundred thousand taels?"