The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

"You are too clumsy." Si Yan gently pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, slowly raised it, and pressed it against Qi Xiu Ran's neck.

Si Yan's eyes swept over Qi Xiuran's baggy clothes. "And the worst thing you've done is thinking I'm a homosexual and that I'm attracted to you. Do you think the Prince of Yan isn't as handsome as you? Or have you never looked in the mirror?"

Qi Xiuran's body trembled slightly: "Didn't you stare at me that day?"

"Oh." Si Yan chuckled, "It's just a little acting, I didn't expect you to take it seriously..."

"Si Yan!" Qi Xiu Ran felt humiliated and couldn't help but feel a little angry, his face flushed red.

Si Yan moved his dagger slightly and lifted Qi Xiuran's chin: "You are more patient than your father, but unfortunately, your temper is not good enough."

"You...what do you want?" Qi Xiuran's voice trembled. "Three years ago, you killed my father, and now you've killed me. How are you going to explain this to the Southwest Palace? When Ling Mohan brought me back to Shangjing, he promised my mother that he would keep me safe. If you execute me in Shangjing, my mother will not let it go."

Three years ago, Ling Mohan brought 30,000 elite soldiers from the Southwest Palace into the court, but he didn't know that they had other troops hidden.

After three years of training, the army of the Southwestern Palace has matured.

This time, they were training according to the national military training method promoted by the imperial court.

In other words, the training was done according to Si Yan's training method.

The army of the Southwestern Palace will never be handed over to the imperial court again, even if it means death.

The smile on Si Yan's lips gradually widened: "Oh, you misunderstood, why would I execute you? You are so loyal to me, I will not execute you..."

"You..." Qi Xiu Ran was a little confused. Could it be that Si Yan was not going to kill him?

impossible!

He has committed such a heinous crime, Si Yan will not spare his life.

"You died saving me from an assassin. Thank you for blocking the knife for me..."

As soon as Si Yan finished speaking, he stabbed the dagger in Qi Xiu Ran's stomach.

Qi Xiu Ran was about to jump out of the car, but it was too late. Si Yan's attack was so fierce, accurate and fast that Qi Xiu Ran didn't even have time to react.

He looked down and saw a dagger stuck in his stomach, warm blood flowing out of his body.

He also saw that the word "Wen" was engraved on the dagger, which clearly showed that it was the dagger of the Wen family, the second largest reclusive family.

Si Yan had never gotten off the carriage and had never come into contact with anyone from the Wen family. Where did the Wen family dagger come from?

"Si Yan, you...you still want to sow discord?" Qi Xiu Ran looked at Si Yan with horror in his eyes. What exactly does this woman want to do?

"What a joke you are talking about. I will only tell your mother the truth. You were killed by the Wen family because you saved me..."

"Si Yan!" Qi Xiu Ran gritted his teeth and pounced towards Si Yan with all his strength.

Si Yan raised his foot and kicked him down on the carriage: "Don't worry, I will praise the Princess of the Southwest for raising a good son like you..."

"My mother won't believe it. My mother won't believe that I was killed by the Wen family..."

Blood was oozing from the corner of Qi Xiu Ran's mouth. He felt his life slipping away and he was about to die.

He thought that he might not be able to defeat Si Yan, but he never thought that he would lose so badly.

He is not willing!

He is really unwilling!

"I'll make her believe it. After all, the new think tank around her is mine..."

Three years ago, Si Yan asked Ling Mohan to deal with the think tank around the Southwest Princess, who was actually a person from the Beihumen of Beimang Kingdom.

Afterwards, Beihumen tried to place more people around the Southwestern Princess, so Si Yan also arranged his own people and killed the newcomers from Beihumen.

She now knows the situation of the Princess of the Southwest very well, and also knows what the Princess of the Southwest is thinking.

"You...you...Puff..." Qi Xiu Ran spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on the carriage.

With Si Yan's scheming, I'm afraid the entire Southwest Palace can't defeat her at all.

He raised his hand and tried hard to reach out to Si Yan. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't. Blood just kept flowing out of his mouth.

Si Yan opened his lips slightly and said, "The cooperation between the Southwest Palace and the Wen family is nothing more than a monetary employment relationship. Naturally, I can offer double the price to buy your life. Then, your mother, the Southwest Princess, will transfer all her hatred to the Wen family who have gone back on their word..."

Qi Xiuran's hand dropped down and grabbed the hem of Si Yan's skirt tightly. Si Yan pulled it gently and the skirt was pulled out.

Qi Xiu Ran lay on the carriage, his eyes wide open, and he had no strength left.

Si Yan gently raised his hand and opened the carriage curtain: "Come here, call the imperial physician. The prince of the Southwest was stabbed by an assassin while trying to save the regent..."

Boya heard the sound outside and immediately asked someone to do it.

At the same time, he immediately ordered his men to drag the killer's body on the street around the carriage, pretending that the killer had already come to kill him.

In this way, it makes sense that Qi Xiu Ran died while protecting the Regent.

Boya walked to the side of the carriage and said, "Ayan, most of the killers have been dealt with. There are a few who escaped, and we are still searching. We have set up a dragnet all around, so they can't escape."

"Well, kill them all, leaving no one alive." Si Yan looked indifferent.

These are all hidden masters of the Wen family. The Wen family is the mortal enemy of the Bo family. Ever since the eldest daughter of the Wen family slandered Boya three years ago, the two families have completely torn their faces apart.

The Wen family has already declared in the martial arts world that one day they will replace the Bo family and become the largest hidden family in the martial arts world.

Now they have taken action and even made trouble at the Marquis Boguang's Mansion, which is a declaration of war against the Bo family.

Boya has paid so much for Daxuan, Si Yan can't let the Bo family face this danger alone.

"I understand." Boya smiled and looked at the woman in front of him, "Ayan, don't worry about the Bo family. In the past three years, the Bo family has also been completely transformed."

"Yeah." Si Yan got off the carriage. As soon as he got off the carriage, a tall purple figure suddenly ran towards him.

Then, there was a burst of hurried footsteps.

The imperial guards and the soldiers of the Left Guard House immediately became alert. Yi Jiangfeng and Boya looked at the newcomer at the same time. Although they were not familiar with the newcomer, they knew who it was.

"Ayan, little girl..."

A hoarse voice sounded above Si Yan's head, and the man in purple in front of him had already embraced Si Yan in his arms.

His body was shaking and he was breathing heavily, obviously he had just received the news and rushed over.

"Brother Mo Ran..." Si Yan smiled slightly and patted Ling Mo Ran on the back, "I'm fine."

He was very tall, taller than Ling Mohan. After three years of rest, his body seemed to have recovered.

However, his body was still shaking, and he was obviously worried about her.

"I'm fine, brother, I'm fine..." Si Yan repeated again.

Ling Moran then slowly let go of Si Yan, his body still trembling slightly, and looked the woman in front of him up and down: "I heard that you were assassinated, it scared me..."

Si Yan smiled in front of him: "I'm fine, how is big brother?"

"Okay, okay, I'm fine." Ling Moran looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes already red.

He had been missing for five years, and had been recuperating at the top of Yunya for three years due to mental disorder. Now eight years have passed.

The little girl with pigtails has now grown into a graceful young lady.