She's not the devil emperor's nanny!

"Guest officer! Calm down, guest officer! This second floor is all occupied by the guest officer over there, so there is really no room!" Xiaoer felt pain after being pulled by the skirt of his clothes, but he still laughed along with him. Dare to offend these reckless rivers and lakes.

"His grandma's! Don't they have two broken coins?" A few people left Xiao Er, then glared fiercely at Feng Juqing Ling Xuan and the others, holding the incomparably exaggerated knife in one hand, walked towards the table full of delicious food table.

"I mean everyone? Don't you think it's too domineering to occupy a floor with just these few people? Or give our brothers a table..."

call out!

Suddenly a dark light flashed, and a dark chopstick was actually nailed to the soles of their feet, shaking constantly so that no one doubted its strength.

"One step closer, and your feet will be nailed there. Don't talk to our master, it's too dirty." Thirteen Jian said, frowning impatiently.

"Old Shisan, what you said is wrong. This kind of person's blood is even dirtier, how can this kind of blood get into the master's eyes?" Sanjian said, throwing his chopsticks and hitting Shisanjian on the head.

"Third brother is right, I didn't think carefully." Thirteen Jian touched his head, and the group completely regarded those few people as air.

The leader who was taken aback seemed to feel that he couldn't hold back his face. He pulled out his knife with a whoosh, looked at the Thirteen Swords just shot, and shouted: "Tell you who the uncle is? The uncle is ranked 160th in the Jianghu Hero List Iron-toothed steel sword Zhou Zhu! If you dare to provoke me, I will let your blood splatter three feet!"

The big silver gleaming knife was swung with a forceful aura.

It's a pity they found the wrong person.

I saw Thirteen Swords' hand lifted lightly, and lightly touched the tip of the knife with his white fingers, and the knife that flashed with cold light seemed to be unable to move as if it had cut gold and iron.

Zhou Zhu was taken aback for a moment, and then he blew his beard and stared at him in anger.No matter how hard the arms were, they couldn't press down on the fluffy fingers.

Thirteen Swords seems to seldom encounter such a thing, and they seem to plan to play with this Zhou Zhu.

But Feng Jueqing's expression changed, only slightly, his brows were wrinkled.

Yi Jian got up immediately, and said to Thirteen Ken: "Stop playing! It's ruining the master's interest!"

Thirteen Swords also caught Feng Jueqing's displeasure, picked up one with one hand and threw them down from the second floor without hesitation.

It's not high enough to kill people, but it's more than enough to break bones.

And Ling Xuan held the wine glass and watched the scene without saying a word, feeling quite happy in his heart as a chivalrous hero.

When Zhou Zhu and the others fell from the second floor, they landed right in front of several carriages, almost disturbing the horses pulling the carriages.Fortunately, the coachman was quite calm and hurriedly comforted the somewhat frightened horse.

"What's the matter, brother?" The door curtain of a carriage behind with a faint fragrance moved slightly, and a female voice came out with a crisp and clear voice.

"It's nothing, but it seems that there are quite a few people from the Jianghu who rushed to Yancheng in this inn, and they are quite angry." A clear voice came from the carriage in front, calm and calm.

"Then let's change the inn? I really hated those so-called quacks last time."

"Haha, sister, please bear with me. At this time, I'm afraid there are no vacancies in all the inns in the city. What's more, this Zuifenglou is the best inn in the city. Those who can stay are either rich or expensive, and it is better than those who are not in the same class. Is the inn much better?"

"Hmm... That's true. Then Uncle He, go and ask if there are any vacancies?" The owner of the clear female voice pondered for a while, but still felt that the man's words were reasonable.

"Yes. Miss, young master, please wait a moment." Uncle He cupped his hands towards the two people in the carriage, landed lightly, and entered the inn.

Originally, there were no vacant rooms, but Uncle He did not know what method he used to drive away two residents and got two upper rooms.

The veiled woman and the man with a face like a crown of jade and green silk went upstairs first. When they passed the second floor, they were first surprised by the emptiness of the second floor, and then naturally looked at the table over there.

Ling Xuan was automatically and consciously ignored by her. When she glanced at Feng Jue Thirteen Swords, she felt a little bit surprised. After all, wherever Feng Jue Thirteen Swords are placed, they are all beautiful men, and their styles are different. A visual treat.Ling Xuan didn't feel anything like this when he was used to seeing it, but for this young girl in grade two or eight, it was a thrill to her heart.

Finally, her eyes moved to the indifferent and stern Feng Jueqing, and she was shocked for a moment.

Her status is so noble in the secular world, she thought she had seen many beautiful men, but she was very surprised to see Feng Jue Thirteen Swords here.And the man who was drinking quietly, even though he didn't even look at her, still broke her heart with his handsome appearance.

Even that kind of indifference and condescension became a kind of desire in my heart, longing for this man to melt because of me, to be able to look at me... Oh my God!What are you thinking?It's the first time I've met this man, and... I don't even know his name!

"Sister? What's the matter?" The man who took a step ahead saw that the woman didn't keep up and was in a daze, so he turned back and asked.

"Huh? No! It's nothing? I just stared blankly for a while." The woman regained her senses, and her face immediately flushed. Fortunately, she was covered by a veil, thinking that no one would notice her abnormality.

But Ling Xuan noticed it, and for some reason he did.Because from the time that woman appeared, he had a feeling that his own things were being coveted by others.

That feeling made him both uncomfortable and a little panicked.

The panic is two-fold, the first is the panic that I really cannot do without the person around me more and more, and the deeper panic comes from my unclean inferiority complex and cowardice.

As if aware of the change in Ling Xuan's mood, Feng Jueqing glanced at him, but didn't say anything in front of so many people.

After finishing the expensive dinner, Ling Xuan returned to his room, and placed hundreds of white porcelain vases on the table, among which was a red one that was particularly eye-catching.

"What is this?" Feng Jueqing followed into the door, looked at the porcelain vases on the table, and asked.

"Poison." Ling Xuan answered crisply, turned the bottles one by one to read the words written on them, and said absently: "Master prepared it for me, it's enough for the past two years."

"So many?" Feng Jueqing also found the red bottle at a glance, and asked doubtfully, "What's in that red bottle?"

"I don't know? Master said that when I reach the barrier of the first stage of Jindan, I will take the food in the red bottle." Ling Xuan shrugged, kept the one in his hand, and stuffed all the bottles into the storage in the ring.

"I'm going to start practicing! If you're bored, go play with Fengjue Thirteen Swords." Ling Xuan climbed onto the bed, raised his head and took the poison, and entered the realm of forgetting things and me.

No matter how you look at it... there is a sense of urgency.

Knowing what Ling Xuan was anxious about, Feng Jueqing shook his head, revealing a faint smile.

"I'm always worrying too much..." After he finished speaking, he lightly kissed Ling Xuan's forehead, and then he also climbed into bed and settled down.

……

Wuji Mountain, inside the Flower Demon Palace.

Hua Juaiai looked at the medicine brought by the maid in front of her, her perfectly manicured eyebrows were tightly frowned, and she couldn't bear to smell the bitter taste.

I don't know if Lan Juexin did it on purpose, but the medicine was so bitter that I couldn't swallow it, and I could vomit it out uncomfortably after drinking it.Otherwise, he wouldn't be thinking about secretly not taking medicine all day long.

And it is absolutely not allowed to drink with sugar in it, isn't this killing him?

Subconsciously, he glanced at the side of the medicine bowl in the maid's hand. Normally, a dumb slave would prepare a candy beside him. Although he was always dissatisfied with being treated like a child, to be honest, he couldn't swallow it without the encouragement of that candy. Bile is a bitter medicine.

But there was nothing there, and these maids would not be careful enough to prepare these things presumptuously.

It has been a long time since the breath of a dumb slave has been missing around her, but she still can't get used to the increasingly cold palace.Stretching out her pale fingers to pick up the medicine bowl, Hua Juaiai frowned and swallowed the dark brown bitter liquid inside, then raised her hand to her lips for fear of spitting it out.

She waved her hand to let the maid back down, and the bitterness in Hua Juai's mouth dissipated slightly when the palace door was closed.But looking at the palace where only the palace lanterns flickered, the bitterness in his heart was deeper than in his mouth.

Lying on the soft couch, Hua Jueai fell into a dreamland in a daze, dreaming about many things, dreaming about many things that she thought she had forgotten.

That year, he escaped from Baoyue Tower and fell into the glacier.

The water was so cold, the chill almost pierced into the cracks of his bones, almost making him unable to move, his hands and feet didn't feel like his own, and he didn't feel anything except cold and numbness.

Not even... the pain is gone.

Under the dim light, Hua Juaiai's red robes are like withered petals, a deep red that seems to disappear at any time.Frowning tightly, his fingers clenched the corners of his clothes tightly until his knuckles turned white.

A person walked into the palace quietly, his breath was so faint that he couldn't detect it, he stepped forward and hugged Hua Jue'ai in his arms, but it was like holding a piece of ice, and he couldn't feel the slightest human body temperature.

He took out a piece of candy and pushed it lightly against Hua Jue'ai's lips.He hugged him quietly until his body warmed up again, until he stopped trembling, until the wrinkles between his brows disappeared.

……