Because An Wanqing was born prematurely, she was weak when she was young, and her father ruthlessly sent her to the temple to learn martial arts to strengthen her body, and after a few years, she learned martial arts.

But after all, she is everyone's best girl, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not left behind.

Last year, when she was in time, I don't know which visitor praised her: "The beauty is like jade, and she is fascinated by a city of people."

This reputation can be said to have brought trouble to An Wanqing, and the people who came to propose relatives almost broke the threshold of Anfu.

An Wanqing is proud of herself, unless she enters her heart, otherwise, even if it is a royal noble, she would rather be broken than broken.

In order to avoid the limelight, he had to leave home and hide in the temple.

After staying in the temple for a while, homesick, I went back to visit my father today, who would have thought that stepping on the steps was a shocking scene.

An Wanqing was carrying a blue cloth bag and stood at the door of the tall mansion in a daze, staring at the gate of the mansion with frightened eyes.

Through the gap between the two solid wood lacquered doors, she saw the back of a handsome man, and the courtyard was filled with men with knives, and family members who were lying in a pool of blood and were stabbed to death, and there were women kneeling in a row and trembling in fright.

An Wanqing didn't know what was going on, she couldn't see the appearance of the man with her back to her, only vaguely saw him wearing a red fire python robe through the crack in the door, red and dazzling.

And the middle-aged man kneeling in front of the python-robed man was none other than her father, An Guogong.

An Wanqing's frightened eyes widened, and from the clothes of the people with knives in the courtyard, she could see that they were the imperial brocade army from the capital.

The Imperial Jin Army, the special power army of the Son of Heaven, can be described as powerful in the Southern Zhao Kingdom.

Their most striking symbols are the embroidered patterns on their jet-black brocade robes, the frolicking of golden carps, and the unique carved knives in their hands.

In Nanzhao Province, you don't know the Kyoto Imperial Brocade Army, but there is no one who doesn't know the unique carp fire luan robe of the Imperial Elite Army, which is a sign of their identity.

An Wanqing didn't understand that her father took the family away from the capital and the powerful more than ten years ago, and now these imperial Jin troops from the capital why did they appear in Anfu?

I saw a royal brocade army holding a painting scroll and walked to the man wearing a red fire python robe, bowed his head and said: "Governor, after counting the number of people, there is one person missing, according to the maid report in the house, the young lady of Anfu went out on a trip some time ago and was not in the house." The subordinates saw this portrait in Miss An's boudoir. ”

Seeing the portrait of his daughter, An Guogong's pupils dilated, thinking that his daughter was just not in the house and escaped the catastrophe, but he never expected that the portrait made by the painter in the year of his daughter and Lu would become a fatal blow today.

The python-robed man said in a casual tone, "Open." ”

"Yes." The Imperial Jin Army received the order and slowly unfolded the painting scroll.

The man in the python robe glanced at randomly, and his eyes actually stayed on the painting a few more times, "What beautiful pupils." ”

Yu Jinjun couldn't help but look at the portrait curiously.

I saw a young girl painted in the painting, holding a scroll, slim and elegant, and her big eyes were vivid and expressive.

"What about the daughter?" The python-robed man asked.

An Guogong lowered his eyes and sighed, but he kept silent.

"Presumptuous, our overseer asks questions, and dares not to answer."

Yu Jinjun is notoriously ruthless in handling the case, and he doesn't talk nonsense, so he immediately kicked An Guogong's heart, and was about to kick again, but was stopped by the man in the python robe.

An Guogong is a Wenchen after all, and under one foot, he vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot.

An Wanqing hid outside the door and saw this scene, and her heart hurt fiercely.

She wanted to rush into the house to protect her father, but with her own strength, rushing in was just throwing herself into the net.

Afraid of being detected by the people in the hospital, An Wanqing didn't dare to stay longer, grabbed her chest with a faint pain, and slowly walked down the steps.

Father, don't worry, your daughter will definitely find a way to save you.

"The subordinates immediately asked the local yamen to draw up an official document based on this portrait, issue a wanted warrant, and arrest the rebel minister's fugitive family."

After Yu Jinjun finished speaking, he turned around and took a step, but he heard the man in the python robe spit out a few words in a cold voice, "Set off and return to Beijing." ”

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An Wanqing, who was in turmoil, hurriedly left Anfu.

She didn't know what crime her father had committed, why she had attracted the imperial army in the capital, so she could only wait for the moon to get dark and find a way to meet her father and ask why.

An Wanqing was worried and went to the ready-to-wear store to buy two sets of clothes, one for men and one for night. With her current situation, she must no longer be able to appear in front of everyone in the costume of a daughter, and the night clothes are naturally convenient for night action.

An Wanqing only hoped that she would be able to see her father when it was dark. The Imperial Jin Army is not good, and if his father falls into their hands, he is afraid that he will be more than lucky.

While the man in the python robe had not yet sent the Yujin Army to arrest him, An Wanqing hid in the broken temple on the outskirts of the city, wanting to change the women's clothes as soon as possible to hide his identity.

Coming to the ruined temple, An Wanqing found a relatively clean room, looked around, and after making sure it was safe, she carefully closed the rickety broken door and began to tidy up her clothes.

Who knows, An Wanqing just took off her pink lotus skirt and was about to untie her underwear, but she heard a flirtatious voice from the beam above her head, "Where did you come from, where did you come from, take off your clothes in broad daylight, don't you want to dedicate yourself to the master?" ”

An Wanqing was startled, her phoenix eyes widened, obviously she didn't expect that there would be someone in this ruined temple, and she suddenly raised her head and looked at the man sitting on the beam in shock.

Nangong Qi was dressed in a white and blue splendid robe, sitting on the beam of the room with Erlang's legs crossed, and leisurely turning the red spike jade flute in his hand.

"What are you staring at the master?" Nangong Qi snorted and looked at An Wanqing condescendingly.

"Shameless!" An Wanqing's face was slightly angry, and without saying a word, she pulled out the silver hairpin on her head and threw it at Nangong Qi.

Seeing this, Nangong Qi was startled, and quickly grabbed the silver hairpin thrown by An Wanqing with two fingers, "What a ruthless girl, she will kill someone." ”

Without waiting for An Wanqing to speak, Nangong Qi shot the silver hairpin in his hand at her at once, inserted it into her hair impartially, and joked lightly: "Girl's silver hairpin, what are you doing for the master?" Don't use it where you shouldn't. Give you back. ”

An Wanqing instinctively touched the silver hairpin that returned to her head, quickly put on the dress she had taken off, raised her head and glared at Nangong Qi, "The son hid on the beam of the house and peeped at the girl changing clothes, this vulgar behavior is really contemptible." ”

Nangong Qi spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders and explained, "Where did the master peep?" The master is looking at it brightly. ”

"You ......" Nangong Qi didn't open his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, An Wanqing became more and more ashamed and angry, and scolded, "Deng's disciple." ”

Nangong Qi was a little aggrieved, "You wild girl is unreasonable, this broken temple is not your family, why did the master become a disciple inexplicably?" Besides, it's obvious that you are careless, and you can't even see such a big living person as the master. ”

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