Chapter 20 (II) What Do I Want in This Life (1)

Shangguan Jin nodded, and asked Pei Zijin to stay in the house for a while, while she stepped out of the door first, Shangguan Yu, do you think that the martial arts I learn can't touch a man who can't practice martial arts? Then do you know that it is only for men to practice this martial arts, the true qi is too strong, and the combination of men and men will only kill men who have no internal resistance to resist.

And I'm a woman, and the only thing I can do to learn this martial art is to make myself appear masculine and have a moving pulse, so that you won't notice that I'm dressed as a man.

If you knew that after I spoiled Xingzijin, he was still alive and well, would you panic? Will you doubt my martial arts or will you doubt the meticulous work you have sent to the palace? Shangguan Yu, what I want is for you to think that your perception of me is wrong, and what I want is for you to mess up first!

Walking out of the door, Shangguan Jin stretched a big lazy waist, Pei Zijin's matter can be regarded as a period of time, right? Time is beautiful, how can she be willing to waste time now? Qingqiu's matter made Hua Yin Yan investigate, and there were still many things she had to solve......

Shangguan Jin hooked the corners of her lips, and at the same time, the favor she gave to Pei Zijin would make him grateful, she believed that all things were born and restrained, and the Tao was self-generated, since there was such a poison as another three soul-snatching, there must be a corresponding antidote, according to Pei Zijin's medical skills, if there is a development in the future, maybe he can research the antidote to the three soul-snatching.

It can't be said that she Shangguan Jin is too optimistic, but three years later, the situation has changed abruptly, who can know what will happen in three years?

And Pei Zijin in the house hesitated for a while and carefully picked up the hair that Shangguan Jin threw on the ground, put it into a bag that he carried at any time, and then walked out of the door and returned to his secluded courtyard, on the way met many guards and maids, they all looked at Pei Zijin in surprise, Pei Zijin couldn't help but wonder in his heart, but he didn't know that all this was just a bureau set up by Shangguan Jin.

Only one day later, the news of Pei Zijin's favor spread throughout the palace, saying that the prince finally got a beautiful man, and finally got his wish or something, Shangguan Jin smiled with satisfaction when he heard Mu Xi talk about this, the role of public opinion was already strong, plus she was behind the scenes, within a few days, this Western Tea would discuss her regent's affair before and after dinner.

Sure enough, before the three days arrived, Yuxi Kingdom spread the news that the regent Shangguan Jin first bought the male singer of Ni Xianglou, and then the fourth prince Pei Zijin and his favor in the palace.

After hearing this, Shangguan Jin strolled through the gardens of the palace, and everything was developing according to her plan, wasn't it?

When I looked up, I saw that on the water pavilion in front of me, Qi Fan was playing chess alone, and Mo Cuo was standing next to him with a sword, so leisurely...... But what kind of turbulent waves are hidden under this calm?

Will we be enemies? With you so clever, what are my chances of winning? So I will choose to avoid you, avoid your edge, avoid the day when you hold the sword.

Shangguan Jin turned around and wanted to leave, she knew that in addition to Shangguan Yu, who was familiar with all the things in the palace, it was Qi Fan, who was a little terrifyingly popular, Pei Zijin came out of her Jin Garden with red and swollen lips, they would definitely have a misunderstanding, so Qi Fan, are you here to ask the master?

Qi Fan is good at buying people's hearts, up and down the palace, he is the king, didn't even he almost fall into his dark but gentle eyes? If I hadn't recovered my memory in time, I would have only become a pawn on your chessboard. How much truth are you to me, and how much is false?