Yun An'an just speculated that if Qin Rou and Qin Hao, who came to find him today, were really sent by the Qin family.

And why poison her?

The letter writer's tone is domineering and arrogant, and he should not cut down the ninth-rate things, but vice versa......

"Do you suspect that Qin Rou and the others have other purposes?"

"It's all speculation right now."

No matter what, the people of the Qin family have already been found, so it is better to take precautions.

"How is Yuan Sinian today?"

Diverting the topic, Yun Anan glanced at Xian'er who was practicing calligraphy.

The sunlight shines through the window on Yuan Sinian's body, and he is full of fairy spirit between his hands and feet, like an angel who has strayed into the world.

"Yun girl, you look at other men so blatantly, Beichenyi knows that you can't blow up!"

"I call this appreciation, appreciation of beautiful things, how can it become obscene in the mouth of the old prince."

"Hehe~"

The old prince laughed dryly.

He didn't know if he was obscene or not, he knew that Beichenyi's kid was a jealous man.

"The old man heard that His Majesty has issued an order, whether the existence of the first-class Ding class depends on this celebration of the country?"

"Looking at the expression of the old prince, it seems that he is very optimistic about the first-class Ding class."

After drinking a cup of tea, Yun An'an walked to Yuan Sinian's side and looked at the landscape paintings painted on rice paper.

In the majestic atmosphere, there is a mysterious artistic conception.

"Here, give me the pen."

Yun An'an motioned for Yuan Sinian to hand over the brush and wrote Li Taibai's poems on rice paper.

"The gate of heaven interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the blue water flowed eastward to this point.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and the lonely sail comes by the sun. ”

The old prince stepped forward and read the poems written by Yun An'an.

"Good poetry, good poetry!! I didn't expect you to have such a literary talent, that's it...... It's ugly. ”

Yun An'an's words are admittedly ugly.

If you can practice more words, it will not lower the grade of the whole poem.

"I don't eat by words, and this poem is the work of a great poet, I just copy it."

"An An."

Yuan Si held Yun An'an's hand and gently touched the palm between his fingers.

"Can I save this poem?"

"Yes, if you like it, I'll write you a few more."

For Yuan Sinian's appreciation, Yun Anan said that he was quite happy.

"See, Yuan Meiren doesn't want to be as visionary as you, the old prince."

"Humph!"

Snorted coldly, the old prince still didn't know Yuan Sinian's careful thoughts.

It's a pity!

Yun An'an is already a person from Beichenyi, even if the Yuan family kid wants to do something, it's too late.

……

It was already an hour before I left the drugstore.

Qingfeng drove the carriage towards King Yi's mansion, and on the bustling and lively streets, the crowds of people coming and going were very noisy and congested.

"Princess, there is something unusual."

Aomine was keenly aware of the murderous aura hidden in the crowd.

"Don't rush to do it, drive the car into the alley."

"Yes."

Aomine drove the carriage away from the noisy place and came to the deep alley in a twist and turn.

The black-clad killers who followed the carriage also appeared, carrying long knives in their hands, and the blades glowed with an eerie glow in the sunlight.

There were no less than thirty killers, and in the face of such a large number of black-clothed people, in the carriage, Yun An'an's phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"You should know my identity, aren't you afraid of my lord's action."

"I naturally know that you are Princess Yi, but someone asked for your life at a high price, and for the sake of money, we have no choice but to live with Princess Yi."

The black-clothed killer stepped forward and wanted to seize Yun An'an's head, but before he could get up, he was stabbed through the heart by the black-clothed killer behind him.

"Dare to steal people's heads with our blood building, I'm impatient."

Oh~

It turned out to be not a group of people, interesting.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

In the carriage, Yun An'an's voice rose again.

"I have a human head around my neck, and now I am blocked by you, what should I do?"

"Princess Yi's head is naturally our blood building!"

Flutter Flutter Flutter –

The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out.

The black-clothed killer of the Blood Building took the lead and killed his peers beside him.

The other black-clothed killers did not show weakness and fought with the killers of the Blood Building.

In less than a few breathers, less than five black-clothed killers of more than 30 people could stand, and they all had music on their bodies.

"Hey!"

Sighing, Yun An'an didn't bother to look at the black-clothed killer in stock again.

"Aomine, I'll leave it to you."

Does a villain with this kind of intelligence still need her to do it?

Turning over, Yun Anan held his head in one hand and the book in the other, reading with relish.

"Yes, Princess."

Aomine took the order and easily solved the remaining five people.

And from the mouth of the black-clothed killer, the person who hired them to kill was a dangerous man with a face that often had a scar.

They really don't know what the man's name is, only that the black market has issued a reward notice.

Whether you go to Yun An'an or kill Yun An'an, you will get the corresponding reward.

"Scar man? The people of the Qin family. ”

Among the people she has seen, only Qin Hao of the Qin family has a scar on his face.

Knowing that he can't get "Overlord", he plans to secretly do it.

"It's not too early, let's go back to the palace."

The carriage departed.

In the alley, the corpses of the black-clothed killers were scattered all over the place, and after a while, several mysterious people appeared to dispose of the dead bodies.

Except for the strong smell of blood, the alley is still the same as it is, and nothing has changed.

The old man in black with his hands attached behind him looked at the direction in which the carriage was leaving, with a solemn expression.

"Big butler, how to deal with it?"

They are from the black market, and the Qin family has issued a mission on the black market, and now the black-clothed killer mission has failed.

Even if their black market is just an intermediary, according to the nature of the regent, he will definitely not give up.

I'm afraid that this time the black market will face a catastrophe.

"The old man will solve this matter."

"The Qin family's bounty ......"

The young man asked the old man if he wanted to withdraw the reward for Yun An'an.

"No, go down, and reveal the identity of the Qin family who issued the bounty task."

Protecting customer privacy is a principle of their black market.

But in the face of life and death, principles are a fart.

Whether it is the regent or the Qin family, it is not a strength that the black market can provoke.

"Prepare a calming pill for the old man."

"Yes."

The night permeates the heavens and the earth.

The breeze came slowly, mixed with a little spring breeze warmth.

Beichen Yi and Yun An'an were having dinner, and the guards told Yu Ruoshan, the big housekeeper of the black market, to come and visit, and they were waiting outside the door at this time.

"Please come in."

is a smart person, and he came to the blame before Beichenyi didn't clean up the black market.

"Eat slowly, blow for your husband."

In the small hot pot cooked at night, Beichenyi gently blew the fish meatballs, and did not feed the fish meatballs to Yun An'an's mouth until it was a little cold.

"An'er, don't move."

Under the moonlight, Beichen Yi's slender fingertips brushed the corners of Yun An'an's lips, wiped the sauce from the corners of her mouth, and put her fingers back on the tip of her tongue to lick.