[Comprehensive] Goddess of Bryan

Watanabe Sawako didn't know how to describe that feeling, that is, when she loved Yin Dao the most, when she first met Watanabe Xiang, she didn't have the feeling of being suddenly hit in the heart like now.

At the moment when he met those pair of thin purple pupils, everything in the world was far away from Sawako, and everything faded away, only that person's silver hair and purple eyes were eternal.

It is a treasure that is always as fresh as new.

As if blessed to the soul, the princess of Watanabe's family knows who the silver-haired young man is without any introduction.

Who else could he be, it can only be——

"Lord Bai Ren."

Uchiha Bairen, the man who defeated Watanabe Sho.

The maid who called Uchiha Bairen hurried to the young man, whispered a few words to him, the smile on the silver-haired young man's face deepened, and then he stood up and bowed slightly to Watanabe Ondou, then turned and left with the maid .

Watanabe Sawako realized for the first time that she would be jealous of a maid.And the reason for the jealousy is just because the maid can get close to the silver-haired young man, making him smile more happily... It's just such a trivial thing.

The fingers holding the cypress fan tightened, and the teeth behind the fan clenched her lower lip. Watanabe Kazuko stared at the leaving back of the adult without blinking, until he completely disappeared outside the door, and had no choice but to look away.

As soon as his eyes turned back, he met the black pupil of the first person who saw Yindao.

Watanabe Sawako was taken aback, her heart that had been pounding all the time suddenly missed a beat.

Fortunately, the person saw Yin Dao didn't say anything, just looked at Zuo Hezi for a moment, and then took the initiative to look away.

Over there, Bai Lan followed the maids to the side hall, and Ono Kotaro, whom he hadn't seen just now, was sitting there with a gloomy expression, while the maids next to him sat quietly in the side rooms on both sides, not daring to breathe.

Bai Lan didn't seem to feel the dignified atmosphere in the room, she stepped in without hesitation, and said with a smile, "Why is Master Xiao Ye here? His Highness Yindao asked where he went before."

Kotaro Ono replied in a low voice: "Yesterday I accidentally caught a cold and felt unwell. I was afraid that this sickness would frighten Princess Watanabe, so I didn't go to meet Her Royal Highness." The sharp sword pierced straight into Bai Lan's face: "Master Bai Ren, did you forget the promise you made with this old man?!"

Bai Lan smiled and stood still, about two or three steps away from Ono: "Of course not."

"No...no, why did His Highness attend as usual today? According to our arrangement, shouldn't Your Highness be sick and unable to receive Princess Watanabe at this time?"

"Because I thought of a better way." Bai Lan raised her foot, crossed the few remaining steps, and sat down cross-legged in front of Ono Tiger Taro, "After thinking about it, I'm still worried that someone will misunderstand my relationship with you." Master Ono's good intentions, he thought that we were going to seek power and usurp the throne, especially when Princess Watanabe came."

"...What do you mean?" Ono Kotaro stared at Bai Lan with cold eyes, as if he would never stop until he got a satisfactory answer.

Under his sharp gaze, the silver-haired young man still smiled as usual, with a relaxed expression: "Before His Highness Watanabe Sawako came down, he wrote a letter to His Highness Yin Dao. No matter what the reason is, His Highness will always reply. In this way, Zuo Hezi naturally knows how His Highness is in health recently, even if His Highness suddenly becomes ill, it will inevitably arouse the suspicion of His Highness the Princess, I also saw that Princess Zuo Hezi just now, and I can see that she is not stupid."

Kotaro Ono said nothing, apparently acquiescing to Bai Lan's opinion.

Therefore, Bai Lan continued: "Since this is the case, it is better to let Princess Dube see His Highness Yindao first, and then let His Highness get sick at night. Wouldn't it be safer? It can also be said that His Highness saw the princess coming. , I was excited, and accidentally caught a cold under the ups and downs of emotions..."

Bai Ren didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but it didn't take much to finish, Ono Kotaro understood what he meant, his frown gradually loosened following the young man's unhurried explanation, and at the end, Ono Kotaro looked at Bai Ren Has been warmed up again.Not only that, but he also sighed and said in admiration: "Your Excellency is really thoughtful. In this way, Princess Watanabe also saw His Highness Yindao, and there must be no excuses to find fault with."

Bai Lan raised her eyebrows and smiled, seeming to reach a consensus with Kotaro Kono, but actually she muttered in her heart... Isn't Kotaro Kono as smart as she thought?If Watanabe Sawako really wanted to criticize, he could find any reason.Forget it, Ono believes it.

Thinking of this, she pretended to be worried and asked a few words about Ono Kotaro's physical condition, and after receiving the other party's repeated assurance that there would be no problem, she left.

Back in the main hall, the banquet for Watanabe Sawako had officially started. The dancers in the hall were up and down, and the vocal music was continuous. Most people's attention was on the dance music performance. Only Yin Dao and Watanabe Sawako noticed Bai Lan's entry.

Bai Lan exchanged a look with Renjian Yindao, making sure that everything was going according to their pre-planned development, then she looked away and sat in her seat safely.It was rare for her not to cause trouble, but someone came to her door.

The person who came was none other than Watanabe Sawako.

At this time, Her Royal Highness has put down the cypress fan, revealing a delicate and beautiful face. She looks young, and her eyebrows and eyes are even a little immature, but her eyes are clearly that of an adult who has read thousands of sails. Man, such a contradiction makes Watanabe Sawako look more charming and charming.

Bai Lan had already caught a glimpse of several retainers and warriors, constantly peeking at the princess.

It's a pity that Watanabe Sawako didn't even look at the others, but instead walked towards Bailan with a wine glass.

She was sitting in the first position below Yin Dao's right hand, and Bai Lan was in the second place on the same side. The distance was so close that Yin Dao didn't have time to stop her. Watanabe Sawako was already standing beside the silver-haired young man.

The beautiful princess in a gorgeous twelve-single knelt beside Bai Lan, holding a wine glass, with a look of admiration on her face: "Excuse me, is this Lord Uchiha Bairen?"

The whispers around him hadn't been heard since Sawako got up just now, and Hitomi Yindou's eyes also shifted from the dancer to this side.

Bai Lan didn't expect that the other party was still interested in him, no, it should be said that he didn't expect the other party to really dare to approach him so openly.She leaned her cheek and looked sideways at the somewhat nervous Highness Princess, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and stared at her with a half-smile: "Yes, I have heard the name for a long time, Your Highness Watanabe Sawako."

Watanabe Sawako's eyes were shining, her cheeks were flushed, and she held a small wine glass with her crystal clear fingers, and held it up in front of her: "I toast to your lord."

After finishing speaking, before Bai Lan refused, she drank it all in one go.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bai Lan, as a "man", would certainly not be stage-frightened, so she simply took a thin-necked wine jug, and directly used the jug as a cup to pay tribute to Princess Watanabe.

After finishing the drink, Jun Fengxing couldn't help saying hello, probably feeling that drinking in small sips was too unpleasant.

Watanabe Sawako's eyes became more tender, and her face turned redder.She glanced at Bai Lan shyly and timidly, bowed to her again and saluted, and finally got up reluctantly to leave.

In the eyes of others, this is just a gesture of favor from the defeated princess to Hitomijo. The reason why Uchiha Bairen was chosen as the object of favor is because he was the main general in the last war. If it was replaced by someone else , Princess Watanabe will still have such a show.

Because this kind of situation is too common at the banquet after the two sides fought, everyone didn't pay attention to it. After watching it silently, they still should eat and drink.

It was also because of this that no one noticed that the eyes of the person above him suddenly darkened when he saw Yin Dao, his palms hidden in his wide sleeves were already clenched into fists, and his nails were deeply sunk into his palms, almost bleeding.His gaze was like a poisoned knife, slowly falling from Bai Lan's body to the top of Watanabe Sawako's head, and before the latter noticed, he returned to his indifference, and even smiled and raised his glass to the woman.

What a disgusting woman.

Renjian Yindao looked down at the wine in the glass and thought quietly.

Such a disgusting woman was once his fiancée...

The more I think about it, the more irritable I get.

The handsome young master had a dignified demeanor, his face was pale, he raised his hand to cover his lips with his sleeve and coughed, which made the retainers who were close to him feel nervous, for fear that His Highness would fall ill at this time.

Fortunately, after seeing Yin Dao coughing, he put down his hands as if nothing had happened, and straightened his back again, making the retainers secretly heave a sigh of relief.

Bai Lan stared at Yindao's ruddy lips thoughtfully, glanced down, skipped the sleeves hidden behind the low table, and raised her eyes to find that His Highness, who was getting smarter and smarter, had bowed his head to drink, Wash off the abnormality on the lips with wine.

This little episode at the banquet was ignored until night, when Renjian Yindao took a bath, sat in the bedroom in loose unlined clothes and coughed heart-rendingly, and only then did he alert the maids.

While directing a maid to invite the medical officer, Misaki took a feather and draped it on the city lord's bony shoulders, full of worry: "Your Highness, why don't you lie down and rest first?"

Seeing that Yin Dao had coughed until his face turned red and he couldn't breathe, he shook his head and refused.

This made Misaki even more worried, and she couldn't force her master to lie down, so she could only sit beside her and pat Yin Dao's back, her face full of anxiety.

The paper door that had just been closed was pulled open again, thinking that it was the arrival of a medical officer, Misaki raised her head suddenly, and before the surprise smile showed, it was fixed on her face and abruptly turned into surprise: "Master Ono? Why are you here?" gone?"

Kotaro Ono came here alone, followed by a group of maid warriors. These people brought a cold air, which instantly lowered the temperature of the warm room.

The paper door was still wide open so that Misaki couldn't care about anything else, and she didn't dare to criticize the elder of the Ono family, so she could only stare at a maid behind the elder: "Meizhi! Didn't you ask for a medical officer? Also, hurry up!" Close the door!"

The colleagues who were acquainted with each other in the past bowed their heads and stood respectfully behind the elder without saying a word.

The unusual atmosphere made Misaki gasp, and her palms began to sweat.She plucked up her courage and looked at Kotaro Ono: "My lord, His Highness is ill, and urgently needs a medical officer to come and treat His Highness."

Before he finished speaking, Ono Tiger Taro showed a concerned look, and walked into the room hurriedly: "Is Yin Dao okay?"

Misaki breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Highness has been coughing for half an hour, and just now..." Coughing up blood.

"Misaki."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a knife.This man saw that the owner of the castle was as thin and pale as a piece of thin paper, and would be split in two by the wind. Just like that, he still disregarded Misaki's obstruction, stood up staggeringly, and stared straight at Kotaro Ono asked in a low voice, "Why did Uncle Ono bring so many people to Yindao's dormitory?"

It was only then that Misaki remembered the anomaly that she had intentionally or unintentionally ignored just now, and the cold sweat broke out on her palms again, and this time there was no sign of stopping.

The entire room and the corridor outside suddenly fell into a dead silence. The candles lighting on both sides flickered slightly. Nearly ten people crowded together, but the sound of breathing was barely audible.

The uneasiness gradually fermenting in the air made Misaki fidget, she looked up at His Majesty Yindao who was pursing her lips, and then turned her head to look at Ono-sama with expressionless face.

A ridiculous conjecture gradually emerged in her mind.

Because it was too absurd, even Misaki refused to believe it.

In the end, Renjian Yindao broke the silence.

He raised his hand, covered his lips with his sleeve and coughed a few times: "What's the matter with Uncle Xiao Ye, let's just say it straight."

When he put down his hand, everyone present saw a shocking red on the sleeve of the snow-white singlet.

Kotaro Ono's frozen eyes moved, and a look of sadness welled up on his face: "His Highness seems to be getting worse and worse."

"..." Yin Dao was silent.

Ono Kotaro raised his hand and stroked the handle of the knife hanging on his waist, and continued: "Your Highness's body has been like this since he was a child. Seeing that his body is getting bigger and bigger, but there is no sign of improvement... It really makes my heart ache. I'm so worried."

Yin Dao continued to remain silent, but Misaki couldn't bear it any longer, she still knelt on the ground, but straightened her upper body, and raised her voice: "What on earth is Master Ono trying to say?! If you are really worried about His Highness's body, please send Somebody go get the doctor!"

It stands to reason that her tone of voice is already a great offense to a family elder, and Misaki is also ready to be reprimanded by Master Ono, but she really can't care about it. She took good care of Yindao, but she could find that His Highness Yindao was at the end of his strength, and it was exhausted to be able to stand like this now.

Thinking of the handkerchief that was completely dyed red just now, Misaki almost cried out of anxiety, fearing that His Highness Yin Dao would close his eyes and pass out in the next second.

However, to Misaki's despair, Kotaro Ono, who was offended in this way, still didn't even look at her, and continued to stare at His Majesty Yin Dao with a good face, and took two steps forward: "Such a poor body cannot lead People see the city, Ono Kotaro begged His Highness again, please take the initiative to step aside."

His tone was very calm, as if it was natural for a city lord to take the initiative to abdicate. Only those glowing eyes revealed his true thoughts.

Misaki clenched her sleeves tightly, and almost fainted from the fright. Compared to her reaction, Ren Jian Yindao seemed very calm.

Almost too calm.

The pale and handsome young city lord nodded, his gaze swept across the maids and samurai behind him, and said calmly: "If I don't agree, will Uncle Ono use force to force him?"

"...This old man is helpless." He said there was nothing he could do, but in fact, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the corners of his mouth looked higher and higher, as if a wild beast that had caught its prey finally tore open all the flesh. Disguising, revealing the snow-white ferocious fangs.Kotaro Ono took another step forward. At this time, he was only an arm's length away from Renjian Yindao: "For the sake of Renjiancheng, Your Highness should take the initiative! After all... the old man watched him grow up, and the old man... will Let Your Highness go happily..."

The sharp murderous intent in those words made Misaki tremble, and made her recover from the shock.The first reaction is to look around, looking for other people.

Seeing her thoughts, Ono Tiger Taro laughed sinisterly: "In order to ensure that His Highness 'passes away' safely, the old man has used all his staff to ensure that there is no one else around His Highness. Originally, even you should not be here, but just a little Small mistakes can be forgiven, and the death of a maid is not a big deal. Maybe... after His Highness dies, the loyal maid will take the initiative to commit suicide and be buried."

He has completely given up his disguise, and he is bound to win the position of city lord!

Misaki felt that her entire throat was being strangled, not only was it hard to breathe, but she almost couldn't even speak: "You... If you do this, won't you be afraid that others will suspect you of killing the lord?!"

As if being enlightened by these words, Misaki quickly grasped at the last straw: "Your Highness passed away suddenly, and you, as the elder of the family, have become the lord of the city, so you are not afraid that others will see through your plot?!"

Facing her stern threats, Ono Tiger Taro was not afraid: "Since I have done this, I have naturally thought of a countermeasure. Your Highness probably doesn't know it. In fact, besides this old man, General Bairen, whom you trust, has also taken His Highness's place." idea."

Misaki was stunned, and Yin Dao stood there expressionlessly with his eyes downcast.

He didn't get an answer, and Kotaro Ono didn't care. In his opinion, he was sure of winning, as long as he killed someone and saw Yin Dao, he would deal with Uchiha Shirahito who would come later, and put Yin Dao's blame on him. For the latter, this person will definitely be the city lord!

What a clear result, Ono Kotaro squinted, as if he saw the rich food and gourmet food, power and wealth all turned into beauties with their own merits waving at him.

Satisfied, he confessed his plan in one breath, ready to appreciate Ren Jian Yindao's expression of despair and regret at the end.

From the moment he discussed with Uchiha Hakuren that Yin Dao would be "sick" and could not continue to entertain Watanabe Sawako, to Uchiha Hakuren's position, and then Ono Torataro's arrangement was old, and he was waiting for Shirato to appear later tonight, and the Yin Dao death on his head, and then...

"The previous city lord passed away, and the recently unparalleled general is the murderer. Except for the old man, who else can afford the city lord!" Speaking of this, Kotaro Ono couldn't help but burst out laughing.

That laughter made Misaki tremble all over with anger, she got up and wanted to fight this brazen person desperately!

In the end, she was stopped halfway.

The one who stopped her was none other than His Highness Yindao who was about to be "killed by Uchiha Bairen"!

Renjian Yindao stared at the laughing Kotaro Ono, his face was as calm as water, calm, and even the morbid blush from coughing just now subsided.

This abnormal reaction that didn't match what he had imagined made Kotaro Ono couldn't help but stop laughing.

He heard this seemingly powerless young man asking himself quietly: "Have you finished?"

Kotaro Ono was stunned.

"Finish, I want to ask Uncle Ono something."

Kotaro Ono's rounded eyes returned to normal, and he narrowed his eyes: "Let's talk."

"The previous night attack by bandits...was Uncle Ono planning it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Kotaro Ono raised his volume, and then lowered it suddenly, "Although I really want to reprimand you like this, but since you are an old man watching you grow up, Uncle Ono doesn't want you to die Unclear—yes, that’s right, it was the old man who planned it.”

"Where are those monsters?"

"It's also hinted by the old man, otherwise you would think how those mere bandits would break into the inner city of Renjian City."

"...It turns out that Uncle Ono has really planned it for a long time."

Still sighing indifferently, such a gentle reaction made Ono Torataro uncontrollably irritable, just like every time he saw Renjian Yindao slowly face the inquiries of other retainers, he would be as irritable from the bottom of his heart as he is now Unhappy, the hatred of the Yin knife is naturally transformed into the desire to replace it after several disappointments.

The last patience disappeared in Renjian Yindao's dark pupils, Kotaro Ono frowned, and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I answered your question, just die honestly."

"Forgive me." Ren Jian Yin Dao's expressionless handsome face finally changed a bit, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, forming a cold arc.

"you!"

Kotaro Ono suddenly realized that this kid might as well have put on that dead face, and it made people even more angry when he laughed!He turned his head abruptly, pointed at the Yin knife and yelled at the confidant warriors behind him: "What are you still doing in a daze?! Hurry up and do it!"

With a choking sound, the long knife was unsheathed.

None of Ono's subordinates moved, and the eight guns were still in their scabbards.The warriors all stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the elder of the family.

Ono Kotaro belatedly followed their line of sight and looked down. In his vision, a bright knife tip grew out of his abdomen, and a large amount of blood soaked the black feathers.

Behind him, Renjian Yindao's voice was still the same unhurried and lukewarm tone: "Uncle Xiao Ye, thank you for your clarification."

In the sharp pain, the bright blade on the stomach suddenly deflected, cutting across the entire abdomen of Kono Kotaro——

"Yin Dao will send you on your way."

The author has something to say:

The next book is vacillating between being a pretty boy and not pretending to be dead. Ah, I really want to write about a male protagonist who is more handsome than an evil spirit, but the female archer who pretends to be a joke on the outside is also very cute... The author was entangled to death, and died.

In addition, in recent chapters, the more you write about Bai Lanlan, the more handsome you are, the more handsome you are, the more handsome you are...

Mr. Madara: I feel that my position as the male protagonist is on the verge of collapse. It's not because others want to grab it, but the female protagonist intends to occupy it by herself.Complicated mood.JPG