Yan Qi propped one hand on his knees, and the other hand held a sword, the tip of which hung diagonally on the ground.

The pitch-black ground was reflected with a white silver light.

The silence of a room.

Shan Zhiyuan felt the sense of oppression coming from behind the bead curtain.

Swallowed nervously, and explained: "Don't get me wrong, I really don't, it's Jiang Si... Two days ago, she sent me a message saying that she had something urgent to tell me. I read the friendship between the two mansions and then went to see her, who knew that she didn't know the inspection point so much, as soon as they met, she couldn't wait to pick up my clothes, I... ”

Yan Qi's wrist holding the sword picked up, and as soon as it fell, the tip of the sword slammed into the ground.

There was a "bang" in the cold room!

Shan Zhiyuan shrank in fright, and his unfinished words choked in his throat.

Yan Qi raised his eyebrows and raised his head: "I'll give you another chance, talk to people!" ”

From Yan Qi's calm face, Shan Zhiyuan saw the anger, and his heart was worried.

But how can such a thing be admitted?

Gritted his teeth and argued: "Young Master Qi, I and I are telling the truth, you must not be deceived by her." ”

Yan Qi glanced at Baixiang.

Baixiang knew his head, and stepped forward to drag Shan Zhiyuan's back collar out.

Shan Zhiyuan was so frightened that his hairs stood up, his fingernails clasped the gaps in the marble, and he screamed miserably: "Qi Gongzi spares his life, I say, I say it!" ”

Passion let go of her hand.

Shan Zhiyuan got up, didn't dare to sit down, and knelt down obediently.

Yan Qi tilted his head slightly, stared at him with a condensed gaze and said, "Which hand hurt her?" ”

Shan Zhiyuan didn't expect Yan Qi to know so meticulously, and he was even more sure that there was no innocence between the two of them.

Looking at the black face like the king of Hades behind the curtain of his eyes, Shan Zhiyuan knew that Yan Qi had made up his mind to support Jiang Lingran, and he didn't dare to tell the truth.

sobbed a few times, really made him squeeze out a few tears, taking advantage of this pitiful strength, crying and slapping the ground, shouting: "Qi Gongzi, you want to believe me, I really don't have it!" That slut is used to seducing people, don't be deceived by her! ”

Yan Qi's jaw tightened, and his eyes widened.

Baixiang didn't wait for Yan Qi's instructions, and directly dragged a stick to Shan Zhiyuan, took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to him: "Bit!" ”

This step has been used in the gambling house to collect debts! Shan Zhiyuan is clear.

But the gambling house only scared and scared him, and no one dared to really do anything to him.

Yan Qi is different!

Shan Zhiyuan trembled, looked at the handkerchief in fear and turned his head to look at Yan Qi: "What is Young Master Qi going to do?" I am the son of An Lu, and I have a knighthood! You can't hurt me! The emperor will not indulge you! ”

Baixiang saw his nonsense, let go of his hand, and stuffed the handkerchief into his mouth.

He stepped on Shan Zhiyuan's arm to fix his palm, raised his stick and smashed it hard.

"Click!"

The pleasant sound of cracking bones was followed by a heart-rending howl.

Yan Qi soothed his eyebrows.

Faintly glancing at the cold light of the sword blade, he stood up, the long sword opened the bead curtain, and slowly came to Shan Zhiyuan.

He stared at the man who was trembling on the ground.

Shan Zhiyuan almost fainted, the pain of his severed palm and the fatal sense of fear made his whole body collapse, and he crawled away from Yan Qi with a scream.

Baixiang glanced at him and warned, "Silence! ”

Shan Zhiyuan didn't dare to disobey.

trembling and retracted, holding the smashed hand bones, kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Qi Gongzi spare my life, I know that I am wrong, and I will never dare to do it again in the future." ”

Yan Qi squatted down on his knees, looked at him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: "It's good to know your mistakes." ”

Shan Zhiyuan looked at the cold sword in his hand vigilantly, and still felt that he was within the range of his attack, so he moved his body and rubbed it back.

Yan Qi raised his hand, and the long sword pressed against his shoulder.

Shan Zhiyuan's backbone, which seemed to never stand upright, suddenly stiffened and straightened, his eyes turned to the corners of his eyes, and he looked at the blade of the sword that was as thin as a piece of paper, and he couldn't help crying: "Seven young men, spare your life, I promise never to approach Miss Jiang Si again in the future." ”

Yan Qi ignored this and asked, "What does the prince like?" ”

"Say it, I'll give it to you as compensation for today's poor hospitality."

The tail note is melodious, but not pleasant.

Shan Zhiyuan felt that his words were like a sharp iron hook, grabbing his flesh and skin, slowly tearing it, separating the flesh and skin, and dripping with blood.

He was scared, cold sweat rippled, he shook his head like a rattle, and he couldn't cry: "No, no, no, Qi Gongzi didn't entertain well, no." ”

Yan Qi's eyes were deep, but his smile was cute: "If the prince doesn't say it, then I'll help the prince choose." ”

In the city, Uncle Wen did not find any trace of Shan Zhiyuan, and he was unwilling to stay near An Lubo's mansion.

waited until the second half of the night when Shan Zhiyuan returned home, and he couldn't help but think, didn't this miscellaneous guess that he was coming, so he hid?

There was little candlelight, and the quiet and quiet mansion suddenly became noisy.

After a short time, three or five groups of small servants carried lanterns out of the house, and scattered in a hurry.

In the silent night, the names of Shan Zhiyuan and several gambling houses clearly came to Uncle Wen's ears, and he frowned, it seemed that Shan Zhiyuan had indeed not gone home.

He turned around and hid in the night, and took a short route to the gambling houses that the little guy said.

Uncle Wen didn't return overnight. Jiang Lingran was worried in Zhuangzi, and the sky was bright, so she asked Dahu to take people back to the city to find it.

Just after the hour, thousands of carriages arrived outside the Zhuangzi.

Jiang Lingran was surprised when she heard this: "What time did she get up and rush here?" Hurriedly asked Xiang Zhu to pick it up, and she wrapped her cloak and stood under the porch to greet her.

After a while, I saw thousands of light steps and bright expressions, and when I saw her, I smiled: "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you?" Saying that, he ran to the bottom of the porch in a few steps, took her hand and said, "I haven't eaten enough at home, so reward me for my stuttering." ”

Jiang Lingran was amused by her, nodded her forehead, and said, "Didn't you come?" ”

Since she lived in Zhuangzi, thousands of thousands of letters almost a day, during which she made several clamoring to come to live, but she forcibly refused.

The most important thing she lacks here is right and wrong, she is an unmarried girl in Yunying, and she lives in her courtyard of an abandoned woman who wants to be reconciled, which damages her reputation.

Thousands of people grinned and didn't answer.

Knowing that she couldn't stand the cold, she hurriedly hugged people into the house.

Qingyu quickly prepared breakfast, and the two of them ate it, and they were lazy and unwilling to move for a while, and they were crooked on the low couch in the warm pavilion to talk.

Wan Qianqian looked at her and frowned: "Why is your complexion still so bad?" You didn't eat a few bites of breakfast just now. ”

Jiang Lingran's body still felt soft, and he felt that he couldn't support it after sitting for a while.

She guessed that the poison might not have been cured.

And because she was worried about Uncle Wen's safety, she almost didn't close her eyes all night, how could her complexion be good?

But she didn't want to tell Wanqianqian about these things, so she pinched her face with a smile: "You don't want to be angry with me." Know that your little face is pink. ”

Wan Qianqian slapped her hand away: "Don't play tricks in front of me, haven't you raised well?" What about medicine? Are you still eating? What did the doctor say? ”

Jiang Lingran's heart was warm, but she laughed at her verbosity: "I thought Wan Boniang was here." ”