The cold wind blew the curtains and danced in the moonlight, and the figure in the darkness became more and more unreal, as if everything was a dream, and the black shadow was nothing but the demon in his heart, provoking the deepest uneasiness in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Nonsense!" Song Guoan's palm slapped on the table all of a sudden, glaring angrily, his beard was shaking with anger, and the uneasiness in his heart was even stronger.

"General Song, you will give up the ...... of Zhao Hehe......" The ethereal female voice gradually drifted away and disappeared.

Song Guoan felt that the person was leaving, and hurriedly ran over with an oil lamp, but the place was already empty.

Song Guoan was stunned in that place for a long time, slumped on the chair, his body was weak and weak.

Could it be that his sons died on the battlefield, wasn't it really accidental, and there was a bit of confusion in his eyes?

and his favorite youngest son......

He shouldn't have gone to the battlefield in the first place, a big family that was originally thriving, but now it has fallen to such a cold state, is it really someone who is obstructing it?

Is it the emperor? He didn't dare to think about it, their family has been loyal and good for generations, the emperor? How could he......

If that's what it looks like, then it's chilling.

After all, their Song family has always been guarding the country here with their own blood!

Yan Ran and Qin Anbei arrived at the new residence, Qin Anbei must live in the main house, after all, it is her house, Yan Ran followed Xia Han to his residence.

"Xia Han, are you really a woman?" Yan Ran followed Xia Han to the accommodation arranged for him.

Xia Han turned around, didn't speak, his eyes were cold like a knife, and he glared at him fiercely.

"Although Qin Anbei's guy doesn't look like a woman, at least his figure is quite convex and concave, how can you have a flat chest, it's really a shame for you women." He snorted.

In a flash of cold light, a spear was held in Xia Han's hand, and the sharp tip of the spear was only a few centimeters away from Yan Ran's throat.

"Do you want to die?" There was no half-joking hint in her expression.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he sneered and said, "Sister, don't be serious." ”

"Before you speak, it's best to think about it, although the princess warned me not to kill you, but I can endure it before you cut it or something, and I can't guarantee that my gun can endure it." He saw the murderous intent in her eyes.

"Yes, got it." He held out a finger and slowly pushed the gun down his throat.

"Whew." Yan Ran exhaled, this aunt is really violent.

"Dangdangdang." There was a knock at the door.

It's late at night.

"Qin Anbei, do you have something to do with me?"

"Well, tomorrow I will go to the Hajj to see King Zhao, you can go with me."

"What do you want me to do?" He lay back on the bed bored, uninterested. "I don't like all that kind of conspiracy."

"Learn the art of power."

"I'm enough on my own, so I don't learn that nasty thing."

"If you want to get Lianhua, it's not enough to rely on your own strength, you must know that such a knife, even if you get it, you can't hold it without enough power."

"You seem to know a lot about this knife?" There was a hint of danger in his eyes, like the gaze of a cat before it gets angry.

It seems that as soon as this knife is mentioned, he will immediately change to another person, the flashy aura on his body is gone, and the whole person has become extremely serious.

"Although you don't like it, you still have to learn such a thing as power." She said seriously.

The power technique, using its mangs lightly, is injured when it moves, and it is a murder weapon; If it is deep and clumsy, it depends on the opportunity, which is a sharp weapon.

"Aren't we working together, aren't you very good at this kind of thing? Otherwise, what do I want you to do, you might as well take it and try to see if you can change the knife, although I don't have much trust in those guys in Qi Country. ”

"I'm a power master, but you can't rely on me, and in my current state, I don't know how long I can last."

"What do you mean?" He frowned.

"I have three years left left, at least one year, the world is big, there are not only two of us who are talented, there are even more ambitious people, my plan will not be a problem, but I am afraid that my time is not enough."

"Once I'm dead, you have to know how to use the power I've built up to continue."

"No...... It's so sad, isn't it...... Like a last word. ”

"Sad?" Qin Anbei tilted his neck and asked, very surprised.

It was as if she was talking about other people's lives and deaths just now, and it had nothing to do with her.

"Hmm." Yan Ran nodded heavily.

The next day, Yan Ran still went to the court with Qin Anbei, although he did hate Quanshu, but his desire to get that knife was too strong.

After all, this knife used to belong to that person.

He and she both changed into formal court clothes, and Yan Ran followed her as Qin Anbei's bodyguard.

"Qin State, Princess Qin Anbei is here!" The eunuch swept away the dust, and the voice of the spy soared into the sky.

Outside, Qin Anbei has never appeared as a "Leng Wu", everyone knows that Qin has an unborn genius "Leng Wu", and his methods are ruthless, but it is difficult to think that the person who is "Leng Wu" is the princess of Qin State.

As a "cold martial artist", everyone felt that he should generally stay in the palace, tightly hidden and protected by the emperor, after all, this is a more hated profession than ordinary strategists, after all, he is directly ordered by the emperor, and the weight of his words is extremely heavy, and the probability of being killed is too high if he does not stay in the heavily guarded imperial city.

The identity of "Leng Wu" has always been strictly protected, Qin Anbei's name, identity, and characteristics cannot be leaked as the identity of "Leng Wu", and her identity in front of everyone is only the identity of the princess of Qin State.

The people who hired Yan Ran to assassinate Qin Anbei didn't know that Qin Anbei was the "cold martial arts" of Qin State.

Qin Anbei was wearing a heavy dress, mopping the snow lotus white ink flower skirt, his hair was chic and chic, and the coral moire was inserted in the light and slow cloud temples with coral moire exquisite agate.

After all, she was visiting as an envoy, and she was dressed much more solemnly and dignified than usual, and it was not easy to dress too plain to look shabby, although most of the clothes were white, but they were still much brighter than before, and she did not sweep away her Daqin's momentum.

With a little more noble taste, she now has a bit of a princess look, Yan Ran thought to herself.

Qin Anbei's steps are very steady, step by step, she looks very well educated, she slowly walked to the middle of the main hall, bowed slightly, and said: "Qin Anbei, Qin State, see King Zhao." ”

"Princess Qin is flat."

Qin Anbei raised his head and saw that in addition to them, there was also a person in the main hall of Zhao who did not belong to Zhao State.

Sure enough, it was him.