Chapter 213 Are you Jiang Jinshuang’s face?
In fact, I don’t like crowded places.
So even though Jiang Jinshuang told him that he didn't need to hide, he still did not follow Jiang Jinshuang immediately.
He is not very capable of dealing with crowded occasions.
So he was going to wait for Jiang Jinshuang here.
There are few people here.
But he didn't expect anyone to come here.
The moment the man stepped into the backyard, Yan Jue had already noticed it.
Just listening to the footsteps, the person who came to know some martial arts, but it was not as good as the warning of the inkstone technique.
When he looked at the person coming, his eyebrows remained unchanged and he was not moved.
The man's eyes fell on him and he had not looked away for a long time.
Yan Jue frowned slightly, held a sword in his arms, and remained silent.
Before leaving, Yan Jue turned around and heard the cute voice of the man behind him coming from a hurry: "Young Master, stay!"
Yan Jue stood there, Qingshan held the hem of her skirt and walked towards him quickly.
Until he reached the man, Qingshan's heartbeat did not calm down, but instead became increasingly fierce.
She lowered her eyes slightly, and the tip of her ears flushed. She walked to Yan Jue, glanced at him shyly, then lowered her head in panic and bit her cherry lips lightly.
"Mr. Master, you haven't had time to help me yesterday."
Yan Jue's eyebrows and eyes were silent, but his expression remained unchanged.
He didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and glanced at the person.
Don't know.
Unexpectedly, Qingshan raised her eyes and looked at Yan Jue again, her eyes swaying, as if she was a little sad: "Young Master... don't you remember? Last night, you helped me up on Chang'an Street."
The memory of Inkjet is really not very good.
Just when he heard Qing Shan say this, he searched in his mind and remembered it.
——His kite.
She crushed her wings and looked bad.
The inkstone technique will not be given to Jiang Jinshuang for a bad-looking kite.
Thinking of this, Yan Jue's eyes looked at Qing Shan a little colder.
Qingshan didn't notice it, but just bent her eyebrows at Yan Jue and smiled brightly: "The little girl is named Qingshan, she is the only daughter of the general's mansion. I wonder what the young master's name is?"
Yan Jue raised his eyes and looked at the distance.
Jiang Jinshuang hasn't come yet.
The finger bones of the sword tightened a little, and his patience was actually not good.
He automatically ignored the words of the woman in front of him, and he just looked in the direction of the arch and waited for someone.
Qingshan is the only daughter of General Zhenyuan and the daughter of the general's mansion who was spoiled and raised.
After being ignored several times, her face was a little uneasy.
With a light cough, Qingshan smiled at Yan Jue: "Is the young master a guest invited by my father? I have seen the invitations for my father's birthday party, but I don't seem to have heard of the young master's name."
After a pause, Qingshan smiled and said, "Which young master is from?"
I heard this sentence.
The sight finally fell on Qingshan's face from a distance for a moment. He raised his chin, with pride that was not easy to be noticed: "Princess Mansion."
Qingshan's smile froze.
She narrowed her eyes and looked around Yan Jue.
"Are you... the guard of the Princess' Mansion?" she asked tentatively.
Yan Jue frowned slightly when he heard this, as if he didn't like Qing Shan's statement.
He is not the guard of the princess's mansion.
He belongs to Jiang Jinshuang and is her deadpool.
Seeing Yan Jue frowning, Qing Shan raised her eyebrows slightly and chuckled: "I just said, your outfit looks very valuable, not like the ones of a guard."
Speaking of this, Qingshan paused for a moment, narrowing her eyes dangerously: "There is only one possibility. Are you the one whom Jiang Jinshuang raised in the princess's mansion...? "
Yan Jue didn't want to talk to the person in front of him anymore. Looking at the arch in the distance again, Yan Jue stood in his arms with his sword, without saying a word.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qingshan thought she had guessed it right.
In an instant, a surge of anger and jealousy surged in Qingshan's eyes. She stared at the handsome man with extraordinary appearance and tall figure in front of her, and her voice could not stop trembling.
"Ha, I thought he was a young man from a wealthy family. He turned out to be a woman."
Driven by strong self-esteem, Qingshan did not allow herself to bow to such a lowly person.
——What's more, he is Jiang Jinshuang's face!
A vicious smile came out of the corner of his mouth, Qingshan wrapped her hands around her chest, and her tone was sharp: "As a dignified seven-foot man, you are willing to be humiliated under a woman. You, young master, don't you feel ashamed!"
Inkjet only felt annoyed.
But before leaving, Jiang Jinshuang told him that he should not use force casually, nor should he cause trouble.
He has always been obedient and has not made any refutation.
But in Qingshan's view, such a response is more like a provocation!
She was furious and looked at Yan Jue with hatred burst out: "Jiang Jinshuang is fickle and shows mercy everywhere, why do you serve such a woman who is unpreserving chastity??"
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"Zheng——"
The broken sword was half of the scabbard.
Near the hilt of the sword, Yan Jue held the scabbard, and the blade pressed against Qingshan's neck.
Her fair and tender skin instantly showed blood. Qingshan widened her eyes and looked at the person who came with a look of surprise.
"What do you want to do!?"
There was murderous intent in Yanjue's eyes.
He narrowed his eyes, even thinking about whether Jiang Jinshuang would find out if he killed her and hid the body.
Such thoughts only appeared for a moment. Yan Jue closed his eyes slightly and closed the violent anger in his eyes.
——She made him obedient.
"Shut up."
He just said this coldly, then took the broken sword back into the scabbard.
Qingshan has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. Although her martial arts skills are not as good as her father, she has long made subconscious judgments on the murderous intent.
——At that moment just now, even she could feel that the man in front of her really wanted to kill her.
Even what made Qingshan even more desperate was that she didn't even see clearly that the man was drawing the sword just now!
It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the sword blade was already on her neck!
After realizing it, Qingshan felt scared.
She took a deep breath, her breathing trembled. She looked up stiffly and looked at the tall and handsome man in front of her.
A few blood beads oozed out of the white neck, leaving a very shallow blood mark.
"Your martial arts--"
Qingshan spoke, wanting to ask something.
But before she could finish her questioning, she heard a familiar female voice in the distance.
"Yanjue, come here."
It's Jiang Jinshuang.
She frowned and subconsciously looked up at the man in front of her.
Almost at the moment when I heard the sound, the eyes of the man in front of me were slightly brighter, and the sunlight reflected in his eyebrows.
The corners of his lips that were pressing down were unconsciously raised, and he seemed to feel that he was not very reserved, so he forced himself to press the corners of his lips.
His eyes were shiny, as if he had seen his owner's little dog.
He just put away the sword in his arms, and the sword was turned over by him and hung it around his waist.
Without looking at Qingshan, Yan Jue took a big step and walked towards Jiang Jinshuang at the arch.
Jiang Jinshuang saw Qingshan beside Yan Jue.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, saw Yan Jue walking to her, lowered her voice and asked, "What did you talk to Miss Qingshan?"
Yan Jue was stunned.
He was tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. He stood in front of Jiang Jinshuang, like a tall pine and cypress.
Hearing Jiang Jinshuang's questioning, he subconsciously bent over, as if he wanted to curl up his body and not scare others' little beasts.