Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Xiao Junlan's eyes were like ink, his fair face was slightly tilted, his eyes were dark, and he stared at him for a moment.

Ye Wanqing, who was being stared at, was beating heartbeat. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was because of anger or because the other party recognized him. His fingertips hurt a little, and he withdrew his hand.

"Do you know what you're doing...disgusting."

Ye Wanqing wiped the back of her hand with a handkerchief, there were a few patches of light red on his wrist, she didn't need to think about what this man was doing to him just now.

He didn't expect Xiao Junlan to be so courageous.

The disgust in the young man's eyes was too obvious, there was no extra emotion, Xiaojun's eyes moved slightly, trying to find any other emotion from it, but there was nothing.

There is only hatred and disgust emanating from the depths of his bones.

Ye Wanqing watched Xiaojunlan's face pale a little. Since he woke up, his heart seemed to be held tightly by someone, and he couldn't catch his breath. Now it seems that there is a gleam of joy spreading from the bottom of his heart, allowing him to take a breath. .

"Come and see off, the third son will not have to step into Xihe Palace in the future."

He frowned slightly, and stopped looking at Xiaojunlan any more, his whole body was gloomy and irritable.

If this matter becomes a big deal, firstly, he has no real injuries, secondly, Xiaojunlan has always been good at deceiving people, and in the end, I am afraid that he will end up with nothing good, and thirdly, he is worried that he will not be able to control his emotions and show his feet in front of Xiaojunlan.

"Xiao Wan..." Xiao Junlan called him softly, as if she had a thousand words to express, but she remained silent and could only call his name.

Ye Wanqing glanced over coldly, not waiting to be seen and driving away written all over her face.

"Young Master Xiao, if you say one more word, I will let you directly explain to my mother and uncle."

Xiao Junlan looked at him intently, and after a while, her eyelashes drooped, she stood there for a while, and followed the guards out.

When the guards led Xiao Junlan to step out, Xiao Junlan was still looking in his direction, her gaze stayed on him until she could no longer see him.

Ye Wanqing waited until the person had left before relaxing a little, why Xiao Junlan could recognize him, maybe she was deceiving him.

Why do you want to lie to him?Could it be that Feng Qingjiu's illness has not healed, or is he still worried about him and wants to get rid of him?

Ye Wanqing couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think too much about it. Not long after she left, Jiang Yueji came over and brought him news.

His body, his sword, and all his belongings were in Xiaojunlan's place back then.

Ye Wanqing didn't want anything except his own sword, but the sword was with Xiao Junlan, so it was obviously not easy to get it.

"I saw that Mr. Xiao looked very ugly when he went out, did Xuan'er have a conflict with him?"

Jiang Yueji saw the red mark on his wrist with her sharp eyes, "How did this happen... Someone passed on the imperial doctor..."

"Mother, I'm fine, I touched it accidentally." This body has been pampered since childhood, and any bumps and bumps will leave marks, so such a statement is not suspicious.

"I don't like him, and I didn't give him a good look. I asked him to read two poems and then went out."

"If you don't like him, let him in, and mother doesn't like him either... I heard that he and his brother are unclear all day long. If any girl likes him, she will suffer if she marries him... Do you think so. "

Ye Wanqing met Jiang Yueji's gaze. Jiang Yueji had a pair of slender phoenix eyes, which seemed to be able to see into people's hearts when looking at people. He said "Yes", and said softly, "Mother said so."

"You're still young now, you can play whatever you want when you're in good health, and then my mother will find you. The most indispensable thing in the world is a beautiful man."

Ye Wanqing was coaxed to put medicine on her wrist, and drank the medicine soup. After drinking it, she felt drowsy, and Jiang Yueji coaxed him to fall asleep.Jiang Yueji had stayed in the south of the Yangtze River for a while before, and could sing music. He slowly fell asleep listening to the music.

That night he had a dream, dreaming that he had returned to the room where he was locked up when he was a child. It was dark and cold inside. He couldn't breathe in it, and he was trapped in a corner, with a long black sword in front of him.

"I like Xiao Wan... Naturally, I won't treat Xiao Wan badly, and I won't make Xiao Wan feel wronged."

Ye Wanqing could also feel the feeling of being pierced by a long sword in his abdomen in his dream, the blood in his body was continuously draining, and the Crimson Moon Jade Pendant in his hand was hard to hold, and it fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

When he saw Xiao Junlan's face clearly, he screamed silently again. The dark environment was like a cage that bound him. He could clearly see the expression on the man's face, he was stunned and regretful.

Ye Wanqing didn't want to look closely at Xiao Junlan in the dream, once he returned to this day, his whole body was clamoring to resist, his meridians were burned and festered, but Xiao Junlan took his spiritual roots to save Bong Qingjiu's life.

"Come here...Xuan'er, don't be afraid, mother is here."

The surrounding guards quickly appeared and went out to call for someone. The young man on the bed was obviously abnormal, his face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he was going through some unbearable pain.

The doctor came over quickly, examined Ye Wanqing's pulse, and then was taken aback, "Your Majesty must have been shocked. Dare to ask Madam... what have you experienced recently?"

The pulse stopped for a moment just now, which must be called dangerous.

"Never, if you say you have experienced something, you fell down a few days ago, what happened to my son?"

"There is no serious problem now. If the empress has time, talk to the son more. The son is suffering from a heart disease."

Ye Wanqing slept for a whole day. When he woke up, Jiang Yueji was beside his bed. There was a circle of crow blue under her eyelashes. It seemed that she hadn't closed her eyes all night, and her eyes were full of worry.

"Xuan'er, the imperial doctor said that you are suffering from a heart disease. Has someone wronged you? Tell your mother, if you have something on your mind, my mother will help you..."

Ye Wanqing was moved, he shook his head and asked Jiang Yueji to go back to rest first.The news of his recovery from a serious illness was moderate, and people came to see him one after another.

Xihe Palace used to not allow people to set foot on the ground at will, because she was worried about him, Jiang Yueji asked his opinion, and she was very happy to see that he was willing to meet people.

The city lord, that is, his uncle, and several imperial sisters and brothers came. The young master Jiang Yuexi was sent to the fairy gate because of a mistake the year before last. He has not returned yet, and the position of the young master of Kyushu is vacant.

Also came Xiaojunlan.Ye Wanqing met many people, but Xiao Junlan was not seen. He heard that Xiao Junlan had been standing outside for three hours, and he had already fallen asleep at that time.

Ye Wanqing recently mentioned to Jiang Yueji that he wants to become a monk and enter the fairy gate in the future.In the last life, because he was credulous to others, and other than that, he was not strong enough, so that people could easily ruin his life.

Only when he becomes powerful can he protect himself and the people around him.

Jiang Yueji obeyed him in everything, but she didn't let him go to Xianmen now, but sent him to Xiao Junyue's envoy camp.

The Evil Killing Envoys have powers everywhere in Kyushu, and the main power is still distributed in Jingzhou, responsible for eliminating evil spirits and protecting the royal family.

This matter was explained by the city lord, and with the recent severe loss of vitality of the ghost clan, Xiao Junyue stayed in Jingzhou temporarily, so he had no choice but to agree.

Ye Wanqing practiced walking in the yard every day, and when she was almost done with the practice, he didn't have to walk a few steps to get out of breath, so he went to the camp of Zhan Xunshi.

Before leaving, he noticed that the guard around him seemed to have changed, and the guard who hugged him that day was not there. He asked casually, and learned that the guard had an accident while performing a mission two days ago, and is now recuperating.

Ye Wanqing said a few words of concern, he took people to the barracks of Zhan Xun Shi, he came to the barracks, he wanted to test his aptitude, I don't know if he has the talent for cultivation.

If given the chance, he would like to pick up the sword again.

"Wait a moment, master, the master is busy now, we have already sent someone to report."

Ji Wuxuan seldom showed his face. Everyone had only heard about this frail son, but had never seen him before. They all glanced in this direction.

The guard who reported the letter came back after a while and asked someone to take him in.

Ye Wanqing ignored those scrutinizing gazes, and when he arrived at Xiao Junyue's tent, Xiao Junyue frowned and rubbed his temples with his fingertips, obviously feeling a headache.

"Brother Junyue, did I bother you?" Ye Wanqing's voice was careless. If Xiao Junyue entertained him well, he might pretend to be a little bit.

Even though Xiao Junyue was so obviously perfunctory, he didn't bother to pretend.

"I won't trouble you. I came here today just to test my aptitude."

"Aptitude test?" Xiao Junyue raised his eyes to look at him when he heard the words, and looked him up and down, the questioning in his eyes was too obvious, "Do you want to enter the immortal sect to practice?"

"Xianmen doesn't accept trash." Xiao Junyue's face was expressionless.

"I'm not an envoy, so you don't need to worry about it." Ye Wanqing smiled, this was the first time he was called a waste, because he looked weak and bullying on the outside.

No... In the last life, Xiao Junlan must have thought the same way. He was really stupid to be manipulated in the palm of his hand.

Xiao Junyue didn't want to say anything more to him, so he waved his hand and ordered someone to get on the psychic stone, and when he saw the psychic stone, Ye Wanqing couldn't move his eyes away.

He was a little nervous at this moment, and slowly put his fingertips up, and the psychic stone showed a faint light.

Ye Wanqing noticed that Xiao Junyue took a look at it. His aptitude was mediocre, but at least he had a chance to enter the immortal sect. He was relieved and was quite satisfied with the result.

"Brother Junyue, I will come to the barracks every day in the future, you don't have to worry about me, I won't bother you."

He is not a person who likes to watch people's faces, anyway, he came to the barracks for practice, and he will leave when his physical fitness can keep up with him.

Xiao Junyue: "As you wish."

That being said, he couldn't even lift a sword now, and when he made a hole in the tent for the third time, he was thrown out by Xiao Junyue.

"I don't have time to teach you. My third brother is very busy recently. I have been wronged for a few days, and I will learn kung fu from my third brother in the future."

Xiao Junyue: "My third younger brother is the Sword God of Kyushu, so he should be able to teach the prince. He is also proficient in classics and medical books. If the prince falls ill, he can come to him."

Such words were equivalent to mocking him tactfully. Ye Wanqing was a little angry, her face was not very good-looking, and the corners of her lips were tightened when she met the eyes of the people beside her, exuding a gloomy aura all over her body.

"Your Majesty, our general... he can't talk with his head. Your lord has a lot, so don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Xiao Junyue is still the general of Jingzhou, although it is just a name.

He ignored the guards, and tried to hold the sword again. In the past, he didn't have so much trouble holding the sword, because he can't use spiritual power now, and this body has hardly touched heavy objects since he was young.

An epee weighed at least a dozen catties, and he could hold on for a while at most. His wrist was already sore, and he almost couldn't hold it on anymore.When he was about to let go of the sword, Lan Xiang came over, and the people behind him helped him hold the sword from behind.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, your body hasn't adapted yet, so you can choose a lighter sword first."

With a gentle voice, Xiao Junlan lowered his eyes and put the epee back, and said to him, "I have a sword with me, it is very suitable for the prince, the prince should take a look."

He knew that Xiao Junlan was talking about his original sword, but the other party offered it to him, and he subconsciously speculated about the other party with the greatest malice.

Now Xiaojunlan was very close to him, he could even see the suppressed emotions in Xiaojunlan's eyes, he pushed Xiaojunlan directly without thinking.

The clear, youthful voice was filled with disgust.

"Leave far away."

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