+++++++++++++++++++ Banquet (XI) (II) dividing line

Just when Yang Fangyue regretted that she shouldn't be curious to follow Yang Fangji, she heard several women talking and laughing towards her. It turned out to be a break in a hundred operas, Lu Chaoyun and Miss Fan sat bored on the table with a few other ladies and went out for a walk. Yang Fangyue was not only happy for a while, maybe these women are coming, and when those bad guys attack them, she herself will have a chance to escape. She secretly remembered the location of the ambush she had just heard, and observed the terrain around her, figuring out which way she would be able to escape more easily.

Listening to Lu Chaoyun getting closer and closer, she could already see their shoes repaired through the gaps in the trees, and her hands began to tremble. If she had warned at this time, maybe Lu Chaoyun and the others would have been able to run out and find the rescuers, but then maybe those people would have done something to her in a hurry, and now that they had come here, it was too late to say anything, she could only silently read in her heart that it was Lu Chaoyun who was unlucky and bumped into her own. Soon Lu Chaoyun walked to a distance of only one zhang from her, and the gang suddenly rushed out and blocked the way. To Yang Fangyue's ears, it was exclamation and chaos. But if she could look up at this time, she would find that the exclamations of Lu Chaoyun and the other women were not because they were attacked, but because the person who was going to attack them suddenly fell to the ground. Du Chong rushed over with Tang Zhuang's guards armed with strong crossbows.

Yang Fangyue was extremely panicked, and crawled towards the dense spring blossom vines she had just chosen, and the rustle of fallen leaves on the ground was pressed by her actions. Immediately, a guard shouted: "There are still gangsters who have slipped through the net!" Instantly, someone rushed over. Immediately, Yang Fangyue, the eldest daughter of the Yang family, fell into the eyes of everyone. And that afternoon, all the ladies present knew the story of Miss Yang who only cared about herself in times of crisis, but did not know the story of warning her. As a result, the marriage of the Yang family, which is about to be married, has become a major problem for the Yang family. There are people in Xianyang City who dare not want this daughter-in-law. Later, it was Xinjie Lian'er who arranged for someone to pass on the word to everyone, At this kind of life-and-death related moment, Mo said that she was a young lady who grew up in the boudoir, Even a man who had been on the battlefield did not necessarily have the courage to stand up, so that people slowly understood her. It's just that the high family is hopeless, and later, under the arrangement of the Yang family, he married into an official family in Jiangnan that no one knows, which is not mentioned later.

At this time, the third young man of the Tang family was sitting in the guest room behind Wenguo Zhai for the guests to rest, his face was red and almost purple sauce, his face was obviously in pain, but his limbs were weakly spread on the bed. And there was a young girl standing on the side, Yan Fangfang. She was untying herself, and said with a reverent face: "The third son's poison is so dangerous, it is difficult to find an antidote in a hurry, so let me detoxify the son." ”

Xinjie shuddered when he heard this, his scalp tightened, and he secretly scolded Xu Zheng in his heart, If it weren't for the fear that he would make a move with each other when he came and accidentally expose his bottom, he wouldn't want to lie down like this. Seeing that there was not much fabric left on Yan Fangfang's body, he just wanted to close his eyes, but out of sight was clean, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked Yan Fangfang up and down again, his eyes stayed on her hairpin, the style of the Miao silver silk was very familiar. And Yan Fangfang stopped at this time because of his attention: "Third son, is Fangfang good-looking?" ”

"It's very good-looking," he gasped a little: "Such a good-looking person, why didn't I find it in Xianyang City before?" ”

"That's because you're all fascinated by those foxes, where can you see serious girls."

"You're a serious girl."

"Naturally, it can't be serious." At this time, Yan Fangfang swept his clothes with one hand, and there was already a delicate dagger in the other hand, and the blade was glowing with a faint yellow light: "Are you surging with blood now?" The doctor said that it would be good to bleed in this case, and you said that if I went down with this knife, would you feel more comfortable? You delicate-skinned and tender meaty, where do you want me to start? ”

"Your hands are so beautiful, and I like women with beautiful hands the most."

"Really? Do such beautiful hands make your blood gush faster? ”

"Of course, of course, I'm very angry right now. I just don't know if the medicine on the knife in the girl's hand makes me itch or hurt? ”

"Hahaha, everyone says that the third prince is romantic, of course, it makes you more charming and lasting. Later, everyone will know that the third prince has charmed many boudoir women in Xianyang City, and after a few royal maids, he has ascended to immortality. ”

"Oh, I didn't know that the girl could make people ascend to immortals, and I didn't know when the people of Miao Jiang were so concerned about Zaixia. I don't know how the daughter of the Yan family could have something to do with Miao Jiang. ”

"How do you know?!" Yan Fangfang looked at him with wide eyes.

Xinjie shook his head impatiently, this sentence seemed to have been heard too many times recently: "I don't know what Yang Fangji's expression is after knowing that he agrees with the people in Miao Jiang, I really want to see it." The disciple who can command the Great Witch of Miao Jiang, it seems that your master is not simple. ”

"Why are you so verbose, where can you ask like this?" There were already two more people in the room, and one of them had an ugly scar on his face, which was intimidating, and he was a little impatient. However, what really frightened Yan Fangfang was the expressionless man standing beside him.

"Sage!" Yan Fangfang muttered.

"Say it." The man didn't see any change in his face as he spoke.

"But Sinan Dawu will torture my mother with a blood curse."

"His little insect carving skills, huh."

Looking at Yan Fangfang's face covered with blood, Yang Fangji not only wanted to vomit but also had palpitations. She wanted to run out, but her feet didn't listen, she wanted to call someone in, but she couldn't make a sound when she got stuck in her throat. And the more scared she was, the more her eyes were attracted by Yan Fangfang's terrifying face, and she was so depressed that she couldn't breathe. Those killers seem to have very high martial arts, and the legend has it that the three young people who are difficult to meet opponents in the rivers and lakes did not take them. She wanted to come to Xinjie with anger and questions to ask for clarification, but as soon as she came in, she saw Xinjie fighting five with one and now chasing them out. She heard the guards in the courtyard moving.

It's no wonder that they will succeed in martial arts, if she hadn't been standing beside Wang Ming in the small courtyard of picking chrysanthemums just now, and she followed him to the ear room, if she was in this room just now according to the original plan, she would definitely stand beside that person, so would those killers clean her up as a target? After all, the purpose of her release of the news was to use Jing Chen to clean up the people around him. It's just that I didn't expect the person sent to be so stupid, and he cleaned up when he saw someone, no matter which one it was.

Brown markings gradually appeared on Yan Fangfang's dead face. She really wanted to ask her, why did she see Wang Ming's heart just now? The medicine was given to Xinjie by Yan Fangfang with her help. Why is Yan Fangfang next to Xinjie? She didn't understand too much, but Yan Fangfang couldn't seem to answer her anymore. The attention of the people outside was on the assassin, no guards came in, the room was so quiet that Yang Fangji was terrified, and after a cup of tea, she finally calmed down. She couldn't stay here, and a little later, people would be suspicious when they came in and found out. She took a deep breath and struggled to her feet, intending to leave. As soon as she turned around, her skirt was grabbed, She looked back in fear, only to find that Yan Fangfang's eyes were wide open, trying to hold her, her lips moved hard, making a low and faint sound, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't understand what she was saying, and struggled for a while, I could only hear her shouting mother, and there was no movement after that.