Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing was completely in Xiaojunlan's arms. The man's fingertips touched his tailbone and rubbed it inch by inch through the tulle. He was a little unbelievable when he heard the words. Two points stubborn.

He had a pair of very good-looking eyes with long arcs at the end of the eyes. At this time, he was slightly open because of being too angry. He never thought that Xiao Junlan could be so shameless.

His fingertips trembled slightly because of anger, the hall was very quiet, Yan Shi didn't raise his head, and the guards didn't even dare to turn around.

"You asked me to come... just to show me this?"

Ye Wanqing wanted to laugh a little, but he did, the bottom of his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, facing Xiao Junlan's dark eyes, the corners of his lips slowly raised an arc of sarcasm.

"Is he important? Without him, you still have your elder brother... and your second brother, and others, can you do the same to your elder brother?"

He was still wearing Xiaojunlan's outer robe, Xiaojunlan pressed his fingertips tightly, and remained silent for a while, as if he was suppressing something, before opening his mouth after a while.

"No one can do it, Xiao Wan, don't get angry with me."

Xiao Junlan: "I called him here to make him apologize. I will never let anyone who bullies you go."

"Mr. Yan, do you think so?"

Yan Shi, who was at the bottom, raised his head again after hearing the words, and glanced at the two people above. His eyes never stopped on Ye Wanqing, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Yes."

"I was the one who offended Ji Shizi before, and I hope Ji Shizi is magnanimous and doesn't care about me."

"I promise, I will never play the prince's idea again in the future."

Ye Wanqing wanted to deal with Yan Shi, but not in this way, he was wondering when Qi Jin would find this place, or he might as well die here with Xiao Junlan.

As soon as this kind of thought popped up, he immediately forced himself to calm down, and now he couldn't move Xiao Junlan at all.And the chance of a new life that he finally got, Xiao Junlan deserves to die, why should he implicate himself.

Xiao Junlan's emotions only leaked out for a moment, and soon returned to normal, treating Yan Shi very politely.

"Send Young Master Yan down."

The guard answered "Yes" and helped Yan Shi get up. When Yan Shi got up, his figure was a little unstable. The whip marks on his back looked shocking. He limped when he walked, and part of the blood on his knees seeped into his robe.

When Yan Shi left, he took a deep look at Ye Wanqing.

"Xiao Wan, are you angry?"

Ye Wanqing didn't speak, he tried his best to restrain his emotions now, for fear that if he couldn't help it accidentally, the silver needle in his hand would directly pierce it.

"It's my fault, I scared you," Xiao Junlan held his wrist, touched the position of his hidden silver needle with his fingertips, rolled it gently, and kissed the corner of his eyes with the corner of his lips.

Ye Wanqing immediately turned her face away and pointed the silver needle at Xiao Junlan's neck.The cold arc refracted by the silver needle, before piercing the skin, Xiao Junlan gently held his wrist with her fingertips, and easily picked out the silver needle in his hand.

"Xiao Wan, this silver needle is of no use in the face of cultivation suppression."

"You are not as talented as before, don't learn to be willful."

"Fortunately, it was sent to me today. If it was sent to someone else, do you think you have a chance to escape?"

Ye Wanqing heard that "it's not as talented as before", he bit his teeth and almost tasted the blood on his tongue, and the overwhelming anger swept over him, he wanted to question Xiao Junlan.

He became what he is now, because of whom?

Why did he still have the face to say such things after killing him?

No matter who he sent it to, he didn't care about his business, why did he sound like he made a mistake.

The smell of blood spread unknowingly from between his lips and teeth, his fingertips clenched his palm so hard that it turned white, his eyes felt dizzy for a moment, and soon his jaw was pressed down.

The warm touch came from the skin, and Ye Wanqing was forced to open her mouth. Xiao Junlan looked down at him, and said in a low voice, "Bite your tongue when you get angry. Even a three-year-old child knows this is a bad habit."

"Don't worry about it, get out."

Ye Wanqing's voice became a little hoarse, he choked and coughed a few times, but he couldn't cough out the depression in his chest, but the corners of his eyes were a little red from coughing, and the tails of his eyes were moist.

Lips touched the edge of the teacup, Xiao Junlan poured him a cup of warm water, Ye Wanqing took it, and poured it on Xiao Junlan's face without thinking.

It is a pity that the tea is warm, not hot tea.

Xiaojun's eyelashes were wet, making them even darker. His thick ink-like eyeballs seemed to have been washed, and they drooped slightly. He looked at him for a long time, but without saying anything, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and helped him. Wipe your tea-stained fingers.

"Since the city lord established Kyushu, he won the hearts of the people at first, but now the royal family and the aristocratic family have many conflicts, and many city lords of the main city and your uncle have long since left."

"Even if you are the eldest son of Jingzhou, now that your cultivation base is lacking, you are still at a disadvantage most of the time, and you may even become someone else's handle against your mother and uncle at any time."

"You have to learn to protect yourself. If your cultivation is not enough, you can make up for it from other places."

Xiaojunlan's voice was warm and patient, and she said word by word, "The city lord gave you to me because I said at the banquet that you are like my dead wife, and he has to ask me for disasters in his city now. So I took the risk and sent you here."

"If I didn't mention that sentence, maybe the city lord can still treat you as a nephew, because I mentioned one sentence, and he can turn his face in a blink of an eye."

"Does Xiaowan think that I shouldn't mention that sentence?" Xiao Junlan wiped his fingers inch by inch, and said in a low voice, "Without me, there would be others. Xiaowan has always been here to recruit people, and I don't know how to restrain myself. In the future There are many such people, and I cannot guarantee that I will be by your side every time.”

"You have to learn to protect yourself and don't give anyone a chance."

Ye Wanqing closed his eyes, the silver needle in his hand was gone, and now he was unarmed, and his mouth hurt when he moved his lips and teeth, so he simply stopped talking.

He was carried out, and he didn't know where he was going, when a guard came in to report, "Someone is coming, do you want to see the master?"

Ye Wanqing was being hugged and put on clothes, Xiao Junlan took off the red gauze on him, Jin Ling untied it, and found him a suit of clothes to wear, I don't know if it was on purpose, but found him a drab-brown dress, which ordinary people wear In order to look rustic, the fabric is high-quality fabric, which seems to be specially made for him, and the size of the clothes is also suitable.

"Your guard is here to pick you up, and the speed is quite fast."

Xiao Junlan closed his clothes and tied many bows in a neat row. He looked at the pale, youthful face in his arms, and his eyes softened a little.

She learned how to behave well and treated him as an enemy, now that she is weak, she ignored him for the time being.

Xiao Junlan touched the end of the eyes of the boy in his arms with the corner of his lips, Xiao Wan is only eighteen now, he is already doing very well, but it can be better.

"Xiao Wan, I still have tasks in the city. I will take care of them with the city lord, and the child of the Yan family should be honest for a while. Now that he has entered the immortal sect, he should practice hard. If..."

Without saying anything else, Ye Wanqing opened her eyes with cold disgust and a bit of sarcasm.

"We have nothing to do with each other. You don't have to tell me these things. I won't be grateful to you if you let me go today."

What else can he say?Xiaojun Lan is too good at calculating people's hearts, maybe it was all planned out, and it has already started from the city lord's banquet.

He used the greatest malice to speculate on Xiao Junlan, and he kept it on his mind all the time. He didn't feel relieved until he saw Qi Jin.

Xiao Junlan's voice paused for a moment, and he didn't say anything else. When he saw someone, he put him down, "Xiao Wan should be able to walk now, and I can't always let me hold her."

Qi Jin in the distance listened: "..."

Ye Wanqing was put down, but he chose to keep his mouth shut and didn't say a word to Xiao Junlan, the wound was still hurting, so if he said more, he was afraid that he would be pissed off here before he went back.

Until he got on the carriage going back, Qi Jin explained to him in all detail, "I was stopped at the city lord's mansion. The city lord prepared a formation, and I was delayed in the formation for a while."

The lord of the main city has no shortage of experts around him, Ye Wanqing has to admit that although Xiao Junlan is a hypocrite and hateful and damnable, those words are somewhat true.

He thought he was the eldest son, and was deceived by everyone's appearance of being friendly to him, so he neglected to guard against it.He forgot that the higher the position, the more dangerous it is.

The carriage wobbled back, and when Ye Wanqing got off the carriage, she happened to bump into Yan Shi who was also returning.

Yan Shi went out for such a trip, his face was much paler, his leg was injured, and he was supported in a wheelchair. When he saw Ye Wanqing, he glanced expressionlessly, and quickly looked away.

There was Hongyue watching downstairs, and asked about the situation of the two of them respectively.The two of them tacitly agreed that neither of them told the truth, and went back to their own rooms.

Ye Wanqing pushed open the door, and the person she hadn't seen for a few days came back.

The window in the room was open, Xue Lan came back at some unknown time, and was sitting by the table with a medical book spread out on the table.

Hearing the movement, Xue Lan raised his eyes, paused slightly on him, and asked him, "Go out and buy a suit of clothes?"

This color is really rare, whoever wears it will be ugly, but Ye Wanqing is not ugly in it, it looks like a rich man stealing the clothes of a country kid, it looks a bit out of harmony.

Ye Wanqing ignored Xue Lan, he was annoyed now, sat down opposite Xue Lan, looked at his lips and teeth in the mirror, there was a light red mark on the coating of his tongue, and several cuts.

"Did your mouth hurt?" Xue Lan could see clearly from the opposite side, put down the medical book and got up, and went to get him some medicine for the wound.

Ye Wanqing watched the young man go to a side cabinet, rummaged through it, and found a white porcelain vase.

He found that Xue Lan liked to wear black clothes. His clothes were always neat and his sleeves were neatly buttoned. His face was handsome, but the scar on his face affected it a little.

The most prominent ones are the voice and eyes. The voice is a gentle and juvenile voice, soft and pleasant, and the eyes are deep and moving, like a deep seabed.

Ye Wanqing always couldn't help putting Xue Lan and Xiao Junlan together. They were not alike, but they were very similar in some places. He frowned slightly, thinking that this phenomenon was not a good thing.

Why do you feel like Xiao Junlan when you see someone?Could it be that he still misses Xiaojunlan?If so, he will despise himself.

Ye Wanqing felt disgusted just thinking about it, and when he realized it, he subconsciously wanted to change it.

He can't be preconceived based on the first impression. He shouldn't hate to target Xue Lan because there is a word Lan in Xue Lan's name.

Xue Lan came up to him with the medicine bottle, leaned slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Junior brother, open your mouth and let me see your injury."

Ye Wanqing hesitated a little, frowned and opened her mouth.

His jaw was held down, Xue Lan looked focused, and he couldn't see any problem.

Ye Wanqing was unexpectedly slow in some aspects, for example, he didn't notice at this moment that Xue Lan pinched his jaw in exactly the same posture as someone else, even in the same position.