Chapter 82 Want to come to the county master
"Xiao Ke Tao Qinghu, the younger brother of Wei Fujun, has been unable to sleep day and night since he saw the princess's face glimpse."
"I came here today, just want to present Xiaoke's poems and essays to the princess."
Tao Qinghu, with a pale complexion, tried hard to show his most casual appearance under the moonlight.
...
Crack.
Under the brocade quilt, Yan Yao's small fist thrusts.
If possible, she really wanted to go out and chop the man!
What kind of Tao or Hu actually had the courage to approach her Yan Yao's pavilion.
Wei Junnan is really a junior who is very disciplined.
If Uncle Xie could wait until Uncle Xie came, she would have to sue the Nanjun Fu Army for not being strict in managing the family and condoned her children to offend the princess Tianwei.
If she doesn't hit the other party and throws a layer of skin, she won't have the surname Yan!
"Looking at the lights of the princess pavilion have not yet gone out, I think I have not slept. Xiao Ke only wants to listen to the princess's words, so he will have no regrets in his life."
Outside the window frame.
Tao Qinghu continued to pull the words, but raised his eyebrows and suddenly found another young man in brocade clothes standing silently three feet away.
Rong Junxiu, the other side, was just a pair of disgust and disdain in her eyes, which made Tao Qinghu feel angry.
This is the pavilion of Princess Jiujiang Yan Yao. To be honest, if he wasn't the cousin of the Wei Mansion, how could he have come in?
"This is Jinhua Pavilion, don't be close to you, who are you? Could it be that the flower-picking thief who sneaked in while the guards were running?"
Tao Qinghu shouted loudly: "I, Tao Qinghu, must swear to protect the princess's safety to the death!"
What I thought was that with this sound, I could not only win the favor of the princess, but also attract the guards of the Wei Mansion to hold the young master of the brocade uniform down.
However, after saying it, the princess's fairy voice was not heard in Jinhua Pavilion, nor did the guards echo in the distance.
I think it was because Wei Junnan was severely injured and went to rescue him.
Now...
Tao Qinghu's face looked a little ugly and his eyes turned to him.
"Hmph! I am the Yuliang Zhao Mansion, this year's Nanjun wise talent. I came here to get the approval of General Wei. You have no official status and no fame. What qualifications do you have to question me!"
The young master of Jinfu was not polite when he spoke. After that, he strode towards Tao Qinghu.
...
Between the curtain, Yan Yao's big eyes were so angry that tears were about to burst.
Baby, candid, big candid!
There were actually two people who could approach her pavilion one after another.
If Li Bo was there, he would have broken the legs of the two.
So what if someone from the Zhao family is appointed as the young minister of Jingzhao Prefecture? It’s just a fourth-rank, how can you dare to anger the Tianwu royal family?
However, she suddenly felt Qin Yin's palm pressing on her mouth paused, and she let go for a moment.
"Woo?"
Yan Yao looked up blankly.
"This piece of jade was obtained by chance. Since it is your original object, I will just return it to you."
"And, I'll make another deal with you."
Yan Yao widened her eyes and watched Qin Yin take out a piece of iron armor and cover her face. Her cold eyes instantly changed her temperament.
That's not an assassin!?
Are you cheating?
Yan Yao's eyes were red, so she simply closed her eyes and raised her head.
She is a dignified princess of Jiujiang and is loyal to death!
A sudden stuffing of something in your hand is warm and smooth.
Is it...her jade pendant?
The little princess was about to open her eyes, but she felt a light press on her neck, and her eyes suddenly became dark and she fell down lightly...
At the last moment of consciousness falling into the abyss, what came to her mind was.
[Who ever thought that the master was a bad guy who never came out of birth... goodbye to his father... Yaoyao didn't want to die because it hurts so much... Woo woo...]
Seeing the girl fainting on the incense couch, Qin Yin's eyes were filled with the ancient well.
After covering the brocade for the little princess, he turned around and stood up. The nine hundred spiritual veins opened by the Taiyixin Sword began to stir up the turbulent spiritual power.
The three cyclones flow quietly.
The right hand, covered with scars, slowly held the handle of the knife around the waist.
The auricle holds all the subtle sounds around you.
Outside the window, one of them approached, and that was Zhao Yuanchen.
Another person stood in front of the door, and the voice was... Tao Qinghu, who had been stomped on his chest by him at the gate of Dingyang County.
...
Tao Qinghu stared at Zhao Yuanchen as he was getting closer and closer, with anger in his eyes.
His chest wound was just healed, and his bones were just right, so he didn't dare to fight with anyone.
"I am Wei Fujun's brother..."
"Then have you got his permission?" Zhao Yuanchen sneered.
He was recommended as a talented man in Nanjun because the Zhao family saw the potential for future rise in him.
And if we can reach the relationship between the Jiujiang Palace, then this is something that some of the great families in the royal capital are happy to see.
An impartial King of Jiujiang should not exist in this chaotic world!
"I!" Tao Qinghu was exhausted, and he did not dare to say this for Wei Junnan.
"Hmph, then just roll away from the princess's pavilion. General Wei can't afford to lose this person." Zhao Yuanchen's face was proud, and every word was like a knife. He was happy to see Tao Qinghu's increasingly pale face.
[As this kind of second-generation ancestor really dares to covet Princess Jiujiang.]
Zhao Yuanchen narrowed his eyes and became more confident in himself. With such a waste as a foil for him, his plan was originally feasible, but now it can rise to five points.
"Going out of the way, it really made the princess angry. I'm afraid General Wei will not be able to do anything."
Zhao Yuanchen looked at the waste boy in front of him and scolded him coldly.
Tao Qinghu, who was pale, opened his mouth but couldn't say a word, and finally took a step back in humiliation.
But that's all. If he slipped away in shame, his face of Jin Yang Sanhu would be completely lost.
The sight is opposite and the atmosphere is in a state of anxiety.
There was a gentle airflow in the pavilion beside it.
"call……"
The originally bright lights suddenly disappeared.
Um?
Both of them were stunned.
What does the princess mean?
A squeak.
The wooden door opposite Tao Qinghu actually opened slowly!
He widened his eyes, breathing rapidly, and felt a lot of grievances surged into his heart.
Princess Jiujiang is about to appear because of Zhao Yuanchen's coming out.
He, he...
I feel very aggrieved!
The wooden door is opened.
An iron-faced man stood in the shadow with a knife in his hand, his cold eyes just looked at him.
This is the princess!?
etc!
Tao Qinghu's face turned pale in an instant, and he felt the sky was spinning.
The princess's voice never appeared from beginning to end.
Could it be that this iron-faced man gave it to...
His mouth opened wide, and Tao Qinghu wanted to speak, but he lost his voice in fear.
Zhao Yuanchen next to him saw Tao Qinghu's pale face and showed sarcastic expression.
So when he had just adjusted his face and was about to say hello to the princess who was about to appear...
The cold light suddenly breaks!
The moonlight gathered into a pool of autumn water and sank into Tao Qinghu's abdomen.
This three tigers who were once famous in Jinyang, stared at the cold long knife on his waist with both hands, and blood flowed from his mouth.
Then Zhao Yuanchen saw a figure strode out, and in front of the Jinhua Pavilion where the princess Jiujiang was living, she was wearing plain clothes and iron-faced.
The six-foot-long sword turned and pointed at him suddenly at him.
The sound of cyclone bursting between the three spiritual powers finally bloomed in this silent night.
Qin Yin raised his foot and kicked forward hard.
As the blood splattered, Tao Qinghu's body came out of the knife and flew one foot away!
Step down.
Qin Yin held Zui Jinchao in both hands, and his strength was extremely fierce all over his body.
He lifted his sword with a wild and iron-blooded killing beauty. The six-foot blade was raised to the highest point and shone brightly under the moon.
assassin!?
Zhao Yuanchen only felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Cap.
Chapter completed!