I Became an Anonymous Boss

This seems to be a special martial art.

"I just want to meet the eldest lady of Yanyun Mansion. This letter is really written by an old friend." Lan Xiangxue didn't want to start a conflict, but she was not good at interpersonal communication, her mouth was a little clumsy, so she could only plead again.

"So, if you show us the letter, don't you know? Isn't this letter sent here?" The maid asked very strangely. The more unwilling to hand over the letter, the more weird she felt, the more The more weird it is, the more unacceptable it is.

After a moment of stalemate, the maid was helpless, she said quietly: "If the girl is not willing, then please go back, go back and think about it before coming... My lady is not just anyone who asks to see her."

After finishing speaking, the maid said to the nursing yard beside her, "Da Lei, close the door."

But the silent tall man didn't respond, he just pressed Lan Xiangxue's back.

"I told you to close the door." The maid patted the guard's arm: "This girl is beautiful, are you distracted?"

Dalei, the nursing home, looked back aggrievedly. He was dumb and couldn't speak fluently, but he still said 'ahhh' a few times, then shook his head, expressing that he couldn't close the door.

"What are you talking about..." The maid Taohong was about to explode, and then she noticed Dalei's finger. He was not pointing at Lan Xiangxue, but the sword half covered by Lan Xiangxue's clothes behind her.

As soon as the maid's expression changed, she subconsciously stretched out her hand.

Lan Xiangxue strangled Ke Ke's raised wrist, and she asked vigilantly, "What do you mean?"

Tao Hong felt some pain in her wrist, she circulated her zhenqi silently, and then asked, "Where did you get the sword behind you?"

Lan Xiangxue paused for a moment, and she said, "Do you know Chengyingjian?"

The maid's expression was incomparably dignified and serious: "Young master's sword, how can you not know it... This sword, you have been equipped with for more than two months, everyone in Yanyun Mansion knows it... How did you get it?"

Hearing these words, Lan Xiangxue made a judgment in her heart, she let go of the maid's wrist, and lifted the black cloth covering the sword.

"This sword was given to me by the young master."

"...As expected."

After Tao Hong heard the words, her expression changed slightly at first, then she suddenly showed a strange expression, and finally sighed quietly.

Lan Xiangxue was very surprised. Ordinary people would never believe that such famous swords could be given away at will.

"You guys, do you believe my words?"

"Why don't you believe it?" The maid said with a complex expression: "Young Master always likes to give people weapons, and he also said that giving people roses has a lingering fragrance in his hands. This is not the first time."

Although she said it was commonplace and used to it, Lan Xiangxue keenly noticed that the maid's gaze at the Chengying Sword was not as calm as her tone, but seemed to reveal a little jealousy, but quickly covered it up.

Jealousy, is it jealousy of the sword, or jealousy that the young master doesn't know how to cherish weapons, or jealousy of something else?

Lan Xiangxue didn't press on, she shifted the topic back to the envelope.

"Now, can I see the eldest lady of your mansion?"

"Well...you can come in with me. Wouldn't it be nice to say earlier that the son sent you the letter?"

The maid let her into the gate of Yanyun Mansion, the gate of the mansion that was rumored to be the most difficult to enter in Jinling was so easily opened.

Lan Xiangxue felt a little unreal.

Just because of a sword, just because of a word, just because of a person who was not present, Yanyun Mansion was able to let down its vigilance in an instant.

The girl couldn't help being curious, she considered her words and asked cautiously.

"Is the relationship between your mansion and the young master very close?"

"Intimacy? How is it possible?"

The maid showed an unbelievable look.

Lan Xiangxue frowned, if it wasn't for intimacy or trust, how could she let go of her vigilance so easily?

"Is that a partnership?" she asked.

The maid still shook her head and asked back, "Didn't the young master tell you?"

Lan Xiangxue was silent, she and Bai Taki had known each other for less than two days, and had never heard him mention anything.

"That's right, the young master never agrees with it, and never takes it seriously, so naturally he won't tell anyone." The maid said with a smile: "But even if the young master doesn't say it, there are some things we have to keep in our hearts... If there is no Young Master, this huge Yanyun Mansion has long since disappeared, including me, many people's lives were picked up by Young Master himself."

Lan Xiangxue's heart skipped a beat.

They were all rescued by the son?Could it be that……

"And, it's not just a life..."

"Young master told us how to live, how to live like a human being."

"The debt owed to the son can be repaid after ten lifetimes of being an ox or a horse, and the son is not unreasonable."

The maid Xiao Taohong narrowed her eyes, and her tone gradually became fanatical.

"The Yanyun Mansion exists because the young master is here."

"Even if the young master wants me to die now, I won't blink my eyes."

"Intimacy? Cooperation? How could it be such a shallow relationship... You really need to understand what loyalty is."

Listening to the maid's words, Lan Xiangxue could feel the fanaticism and admiration seeping from the depths of her soul.

It is true that she knows that the young master is definitely not an ordinary person, but she did not expect that there would be such a fanatic in Yanyun Mansion.

She asked softly, "Why, are you telling me this?"

The maid looked sideways: "Because you have inherited the young master's sword...whether you know it or not, you are already one of the few masters."

Chapter 37 Yan Qixia

Tao Hong could no longer suppress the lemon aroma in her words.

She is sour, sour.

She didn't know how many times she wanted to take this extremely beautiful sword from the young master in her dreams.

But in the end, after being greedy for two full months, I gave it to someone else...a pretty girl I didn't know at all!

But this girl is sour!

I'm jealous, I can eat two catties of crabs today!

She didn't hide her expression, but in the end she just sighed faintly.

How can it be?

Walk through the promenade, bypass an elegant pond, and step into a garden.

Tao Hong lightly knocked on the bell, she stood outside the door, and said respectfully: "Miss, there is a guest here, who is sent by the young master to deliver the letter."

"Let her in."

The voice came, calm, soothing, and gentle.

The words have a stability that does not match the age of the voice, and a confident appeal.

Lan Xiangxue stepped into the Bieyuan, a burst of fragrance lingered, it should have been cool at the end of autumn, but the Bieyuan was as warm as spring.

The layout of the other garden is very simple and clear at a glance. A young pine tree stands in the courtyard. The woman is sitting sideways on a chair, holding a stack of letter paper in her hand. Through the sunlight, she can see what seems to be four lines of poetry on it.

She is beautiful, Lan Xiangxue thinks so, this is a woman who looks hard to look away, well dressed, a long skirt and a waist set off the perfect figure, facial features reveal the unique gentleness of Jiangnan women , The half lotus arm exposed from the cuff is also impressive.

... The people around him are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow.

Lan Xiangxue remembered this poem that had only been circulated not long ago.

But soon, the woman raised her eyes, looked away from the paper, and looked at her. At this moment, Lan Xiangxue noticed her eyes, the eyes are the windows of the soul, and these eyes can be called the finishing touch. The pen not only breaks away the previous gentle and weak first impression, but also reflects the thoughts of others like a mirror.

This gaze is not sharp, but it makes people dare not look directly at it.

Lan Xiangxue sorted out her mood a little bit, and retracted her restrained posture. Even if the woman in front of her was a cannibal, she shouldn't be afraid. After all, she was only here to find the young master, not to apply for a job in Yanyun Mansion. She said that she had already prepared rhetoric.

"Come to bother your residence. My name is Lan Xiangxue. I was entrusted by the young master to deliver this letter..."

"Well, I know you." The woman said softly: "Lan Xiangxue, from a poor family, lived in a brothel, was abandoned after getting sick, and was picked up when she was about to die. Fragrant Blood, has not yet been included in the list of people, so far, the assassination missions he has taken have not failed, but due to the suspicion and betrayal of the blood-clothed landlord, a congenital war was triggered, and finally managed to break out of the encirclement, and then his whereabouts are unknown..."

Lan Xiangxue's expression changed slightly, the information was very detailed: "Are you investigating me?"

"It's impossible not to find out about such a big river and lake rumor. Don't worry, I don't mean any malice to you. Maybe I did, but now it's gone." The woman motioned her to sit down: "Please sit down, let's get to know each other... ...My name is Yan Qixia, I am the direct successor of Marquis Yanyun, the person in charge of the Yanyun Mansion, and the founder of the Yanyun Chamber of Commerce."

Lan Xiangxue took three steps forward and sat down. This distance is a must-kill distance for an assassin.

And Yan Qixia had never shown any martial arts, yet she dared to get so close to an assassin like herself.

She asked, "Aren't you afraid that I'm here to assassinate you?"

Yan Qixia asked back: "Are you here to assassinate me?"

Lan Xiangxue shook her head.

Yan Qixia smiled: "Then what else do I have to be afraid of?"

Lan Xiangxue asked again: "What if I am?"

Yan Qixia said casually: "Then you can do it... If you use the Yingying Sword, I won't resist."

Lan Xiangxue frowned: "Why?"

"Because that's what he meant." Yan Qixia glanced at the assassin girl: "Otherwise, why would I give you the Shadow Bearing Sword?"

Xiangxue is a little depressed, are these people really willing to die for the son?

She took out the letter and put it on the desk case. Although the journey was windy and frosty, the letter was still well preserved, with almost no wrinkles.

Yan Qixia moved her fingers to pick up the white letter, took the knife handed by Taohong to cut open the seal, and took out a letter.

The handwriting on it is very concise and clear, with only three lines of text.

come quickly

waiting to return

Look after

Yan Qixia remained silent, put down the paper, thought for a moment, then said softly: "That's right."

Lan Xiangxue also picked up the paper and glanced at it, her expression slightly astonished.

The young master's explanation is very clear, did he hand over himself to the Yanyun Mansion?

As a defected Assassin of the Bloody Clothes Building, he was absolutely safe in Yanyun Mansion, and he didn't need to hide and wander around.

But despite being moved, Lan Xiangxue was still unwilling.