According to the description on the note, Lan Xin found the man in a tavern, a man in his thirties, carrying a sword with him, even drinking, and never leaving the sword in his right hand, obviously a very vigilant person.

Lan Xin found a place next to him and sat down, but how could a person dressed like Lan Xin not be noticeable, and soon, the man also noticed Lan Xin, and the wine glass in his hand paused slightly.

Noticing the man's movements, Lan Xin was a little at a loss, and Lan Xin was sure that whenever he took a step closer to him, the arrow in his hand would definitely stab him mercilessly.

When Lan Xin didn't know what to do, Xiao Er sent a pot of tea, Lan Xin poured a cup and was about to drink it, when he suddenly stopped, looking at the tea swaying in the teacup, a bright light flashed in his eyes.

Everyone eats their own food, and suddenly Lan Xin slapped the table and yelled: "Little Er! What's the matter with your tea! ”

A shout immediately attracted everyone's attention, and Xiao Er hurriedly trotted over: "Miss, this ......"

Lan Xin pushed the tea to Xiao Er: "See for yourself!" Why do you still have hair in your tea! ”

Xiao Er picked up the tea, looked at it carefully, and sure enough, there was a hair floating in the tea, so he picked up the teapot and immediately made amends: "Miss, don't be angry, it's a small negligence, you wait a minute, I'll give you a new pot of tea." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Er was about to leave with the teapot, but Lan Xin suddenly snatched the teapot and teacup over, and said loudly: "Take the tea in question away, are you going to go to the back kitchen for a walk, and then bring it back to me?" ”

"No, it's not! No! Miss, this tea is to be poured out later. Xiao Er hurriedly explained.

Lan Xin didn't give up, Xiao Er didn't know what to do, Lan Xin directly poured all the water in the teapot to the ground, Xiao Er looked dumbfounded.

"If there is a problem with food and drink, it is natural to destroy it in front of the guests, otherwise, who can guarantee that you will not reprocess it and serve it to the guests?" Lan Xin put the teapot heavily on the table, and Lan Xin's words also won the praise of the other guests.

Lan Xin was very satisfied with this atmosphere, glanced at the teacup in his hand, and then said: "It's like this cup of tea, it can only be poured." ”

After speaking, Lan Xin pinched the teacup and threw the tea behind him casually, and the tea immediately flew out, flying towards the man holding the sword, the man frowned, immediately got up, and quickly pulled out his sword to block the tea, the tea was blocked by the sword, but there was still some tea spilled on his body, and the man couldn't help but frown.

"Are you looking for death!" The man snorted coldly.

Lan Xin hurriedly turned around, saw that the man was drenched with a lot of tea, and was a little panicked, and immediately walked over: "Childe, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm really sorry, or I'll pay you for your clothes." ”

As soon as Lan Xin approached, the man's sword blade instantly pointed at Lan Xin's throat: "Stop!" ”

Lan Xin smiled, pinched the man's sword with his thumb and forefinger, and wanted to push it away, but he couldn't push it, Lan Xin said: "Childe, I didn't mean to, I soiled your clothes, I'll just pay you, why do you dance with knives and guns like this, isn't it a loss of grace?" ”

The man didn't seem to want to listen to Lan Xin's explanation, and suddenly the sword edge turned, Lan Xin was unprepared, his fingers were cut by his sword blade, Lan Xin's eyes darkened, he quickly took a step back, and then waved his sleeves at the man.

The man suddenly felt a fragrant smell, his face changed abruptly, and he suddenly felt bad, and immediately waved the sword in his hand to follow Lan Xin's steps, where is the speed of the man in Lan Xin, the sword blade rushed towards Lan Xin with a cold air, Lan Xin only felt a stabbing pain in his neck, and thought that he would die this time, but suddenly the man's arm holding the sword shook violently, and the sword blade brushed past Lan Xin's neck.

Lan Xin quickly turned sideways and flashed to the side, but in the next second, the man staggered to the ground.

As soon as everyone saw that something was going on, where did they dare to stay longer, and they all fled for their lives in an instant, Xiao Er was already so frightened that his legs were weak, and he was sweating profusely, as if he was frozen, and he couldn't lift his legs and feet.

Lan Xin felt that his heart was about to jump out, bang, like a drum, calmed down, Lan Xin walked to the man who fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to test the man's snort, and his hand stiffened suddenly.

It's out of gas!

Lan Xin was really panicked now, she really ...... Really killed!

So many people have seen it, what to do!

Lan Xin's heart was suddenly confused, and she was stunned and didn't know what to do.

A pair of ink-colored shoes walked into Lan Xin's sight, and Lan Xin looked up along the shoes, familiar clothes, familiar faces.

It's Moyan!

At this moment, Lan Xin suddenly felt that only the man in front of him could help him, and only he would tell him what to do, looking at Mo Yan's gaze, there was even a hint of a distress signal.

"Take her back." Mo Yan looked at Lan Xin condescendingly, as if looking at a small ant, and there was no trace of emotion in his words.

Soon, Lan Xin left, and the man on the ground was also disposed of by Moyan's people, but Ye Han's face was a little puzzled.

"Why did you help her just now?" Ye Han asked. If it weren't for the bead thrown out by Mo Yan just now, which missed the man's sword, Lan Xin would have been a corpse like the man at this moment.

"My own use." Moyan didn't explain.

Ye Han looked at it and was secretly worried in his heart, always feeling that when Mo Yan touched Lan Xin, something bad would happen.

Back at the palace, Lan Xin had already come out of what had just happened and went to Moyan to return to his life.

"I've done the task you've given me." Blue Heart Road.

"Do you know who you killed?" Mo Yan asked.

"I don't know."

"The assassin of the Lan family."

Lan Xin's heart sank, Lan family! Mo Yan is also testing himself!

"You can go get your penalty." Mo Yan glanced at Lan Xin's expression and said.

Lan Xin was very puzzled: "I don't understand, why I have to go to receive the punishment after I have completed the task." ”

"First, you killed someone to expose your identity, second, you chose the most undesirable place to do it, and third, you killed someone and didn't immediately dispose of the body."

Mo Yan stared at Lan Xin's eyes and said word by word: "Now! You get the idea! ”

Lan Xin was speechless, unable to find any words to refute, and gritted her teeth tightly, eager to bite her white teeth.

"The prince is right! It's time to get the punishment! ”

"That's not going yet!" Mo Yan really scolded a subordinate.

Lan Xin only felt so painful in his heart, especially wronged, as a modern person, he killed someone for the first time, who knew the fear in his heart at that time, shouldn't he be comforted? But after thinking about it, how could a ruthless person like Mo Yan know how to comfort people, and besides, he didn't need the comfort of an enemy at all! Thinking of this, Lan Xin's eyes flickered and said:

"Yes!"

Lan Xin turned around and walked out of the room, leaving Mo Yan with a stubborn back.

Lan Xin didn't know that the moment he turned around, the coldness in Mo Yan's eyes suddenly dissipated, staring at her back until Lan Xin disappeared from sight, and he didn't take his gaze back.

The second time he entered the law enforcement hall, Lan Xin felt that Mo Yan was even more hateful, and it was another whip, Lan Xin's distressed sweat suddenly came out, holding on to the pillar, feeling that his body and mind were not his own.

No regrets looked at Lan Xin coldly: "You are really capable, the things that the prince explained to you, you can't do any of them, I really don't understand, what's the use of the prince keeping you!" ”

Lan Xin tried hard to squeeze out a smile: "I exist, naturally there is a reason for my existence, and it is not your turn to worry about it!" ”

"Humph! Amusing! No regrets snorted, hung the whip against the wall, and said before leaving, "You better pray that you don't make any more mistakes, I don't want to reinvent this whip here next time." ”

Lan Xin's face turned white by the words without regret: "Don't worry about this, maybe next time, the person who wheeled the whip will be replaced by me!" ”

"Then I'm really looking forward to it." No regrets looked disdainful, and then strode away.

Lan Xin is not so easy to walk without regrets, a person muttered for a long time, only to feel the strength to go out, Lan Xin was about to leave, suddenly a voice appeared in his ears, the voice was very close, as if someone was standing in front of him, Lan Xin listened carefully.

"You're the only one who has been sent to this place and can walk out."

Lan Xin immediately turned around and set her eyes on the person sitting under the window.

"Are you talking?" Lan Xin asked cautiously.

The man didn't respond, Lan Xin frowned, rubbed his temples, and thought to himself: Could it be just an illusion? Did I hear it wrong? Looking at the man again, sitting like a sculpture, and not even feeling his breath, Lan Xin suddenly felt that this place was a little gloomy, and finally glanced at the person again, and quickly left here.

The next day, the subordinates in the palace seemed to be very busy, but Mo Yan didn't bother Lan Xin, and Lan Xin didn't bother to care about what happened in the palace, just hiding alone.

But there is one person who can't be idle, that is Yifan, who quietly slipped out without informing Lan Xin.

Near noon, a group of people came to the palace, led by a man in his forties, followed by a female doll of five or six years old, followed by some entourage.

Mo Yan personally came out to greet him.

"The old minister has seen the prince." When the man saw Mo Yan, he immediately saluted.

Mo Yan stretched out his hand to help the man: "This is the palace, the prime minister doesn't have to be polite." ”

"That being said, the number of courtesies cannot be abolished." This man is Fan Yi, the prime minister of the dynasty, who assisted the emperor and is also a very prestigious person in the court.

"What the prime minister said is, please." Although Mo Yan didn't have a smile on his face, he could see that he respected this prime minister very much.