On Chu Qin's side, Qiao Xuan was dressed in white, like a fairy boy. But at this moment, everyone saw that the face of the ordinary cold and noble prince was like black water, and the iron fan in his hand was cold.

If it weren't for the fact that this moment was a military ceremony, his fan would have been pointed at someone's throat.

Yes, from the moment Jun Yan took off his mask, not only Qiao Le was shocked, but he Qiao Xuan was also shocked. Compared to Qiao Le's complicated heart, when his brother Qiao Xuan felt that he was so angry that he couldn't breathe.

Because someone dared to seduce his sister in front of him twice, and this person was still his sworn enemy who killed a thousand knives - Jun Yan!

Holding the iron fan tightly, Qiao Xuan couldn't help but think that he was so concerned about Le'er that day, why did he forget to explore the identity of the other party. How can this man who can escape from his hand be mortal?

"So what?"

The phoenix's eyes were deflected, and Jun Yan, who was directly pointed at with murderous intent, finally turned his head sideways and looked at Qiao Xuan coldly.

"I didn't want to argue with you that day, but you didn't give up. Qiao Xuan, if you still want to do it today, I will accompany you to the end. ”

The slender fingers pressed the sword, and the corners of the young man's mouth were slightly raised, but he was full of slaughter.

At the same time, the five hundred iron horsemen behind him moved forward in unison, and the sonorous sound shook the heavens and the earth. For a while, the original excitement fell to the bottom in an instant.

Jun Yan had already said that he was not afraid of Qiao Xuan, nor was he afraid of the Qiao family.

Maybe he was curious about the courage and weirdness of the unlucky girl, but it didn't mean that he also had to be polite to Qiao Xuan. Although the young lady of the Mu family behaved abruptly, there was a sentence that was very right, he Jun Yan knew better than anyone else the plans of the royal family and the Qiao family.

Just because he doesn't stop it doesn't mean he's happy to accept it.

Upstairs, Qiao Le was lying on the railing, and there was a sorrow between his eyebrows.

Looking at her brother with a gloomy face, and Jun Yan who was indispensable, she was at a loss. She didn't want her brother to go against Jun Yan, because she knew that it was not the best choice to keep their family.

But her identity is embarrassing, and she has no reason to stop it, let alone speak out to disturb the army.

Fortunately, in addition to her in this game, there is also a very sober person.

And this person is the fifth princess Chu Qin, her cousin, who presided over this ceremony.

"The little prince misunderstood, and the palace felt that the prince did not mean this. On the contrary, he, like the main palace and the ministers, was very welcoming and looking forward to the return of the northern army. After all, you are my heroes. ”

Under the sun, the princess wore a purple dress in a gorgeous dress, noble and elegant. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she smiled just right, polite and detached.

And Qiao Xuan and Jun Yan, who heard the words, couldn't help but glance at her.

The momentum of the sabre-rattling just now disappeared in an instant. That's right, Chu Qin told them in just one sentence what the overall situation is important.

No matter how deep the personal grudge is, you can't let a group of people watch your own liveliness, right?

"What the fifth princess said, yes."

Jun Yan retracted his gaze, raised his right hand, and the iron horse behind him immediately stopped, in unison. He also hoped that this damn sacrifice ceremony would end sooner.

Because he felt that it was a waste of his time.

And what coincided with his thoughts was Qiao Xuan, who was so angry that he was to death. It's just that unlike Jun Yan, he wants to pick up a fan and cut people after the end of the army.

Then he dragged his sister back to enlighten her and told her not to be lost by evil ghosts.

But how would he have known, looking at Qiao Le, who was all right again, had now thought about another topic that was eternal and unchanging, and which seemed to her to be the truth.

Cut leeks!

Which leek to cut?

That big leek called Jun Yan!