That's What Villains Are Like

Her current situation is not much different from that of Xueyue Pavilion's number one in Israel.

Jiang Lan smiled slightly, drinking tea and watching the dance, which was quite comfortable and leisurely.

In the plot of the original book, the protagonist Lin Fanke was not treated like this and could enjoy such a feast for the eyes.

However, he can only bully the heroine at this time.

If it is too late to wear the book, it will not be easy to deal with it when her physique awakens, her cultivation progresses rapidly, and she is valued by Empress Na Yeyang and becomes her successor.

In a good mood, Jiang Lan looked at Su Qinghan who was dancing his sword gracefully, with sincere appreciation in his eyes.

Not to mention, he suddenly understood that those kings would never go to court early from now on.

If it were him, he would probably have gone to spend the warm spring night in the hibiscus tent. Who cares whether he went to court early or not.

Life is all about enjoying, isn't it?

This kind of stunning beauty can have thousands of amorous feelings in a casual dance. She couldn't stand her look, but she had to suppress the indifference she didn't dare to show. Not to mention that she was quite right.

However, his current body is too weak and he still needs to rest for a while.

Su Qinghan looked cold and indifferent. While dancing the sword, he abandoned his five senses and ignored Jiang Lan's playful eyes that looked at her.

She didn't like this kind of gaze, because it was like a hunter looking at his prey, or like he was randomly selecting some goods on the street.

From the bottom of his heart, Jiang Lan didn't seem to regard her as a human being, but as some kind of commodity or plaything.

She had personally experienced the bad taste of this top second generation ancestor today.

Jiang Lan could vaguely guess what Su Qinghan was thinking at this moment, but he didn't care. He wanted to conquer the heroine and he was not in a hurry.

There are plenty of opportunities in the future.

When the dance ends, the fragrance comes.

Su Qinghan returned to the pavilion, put down his long sword, bowed gracefully, and said with a hint of apology on his face, "Qinghan is not good at dancing, and I hope Mr. Jiang will bear with me when he shows his embarrassment."

Having been influenced by her parents since she was a child, she still understands how to assess the situation.

Jiang Lan still smiled and applauded, "Miss Qinghan doesn't have to be humble. It's not in vain for me and my party from Yuyi City to be able to see Miss Su dance today."

Su Qinghan let out a sigh in his heart.

However, seeing Jiang Lan's attitude improve, she felt somewhat relieved, which at least meant that things were turning around and could be undone. The humiliation just now was not in vain.

Now that she calmed down, she also realized something was wrong.

Maybe, he came here just for himself and his sister...

I was impulsive and careless today.

Based on the rumors from the outside world, I randomly judged Jiang Lan's temperament and habits and treated him as an ordinary playboy.

Moreover, she should have been able to imagine just now that as the only son of the Prime Minister, Jiang Lan would not lack something to save his life.

Would he be afraid of his own assassination?

Obviously I could figure it out if I calmed down a little bit just now.

Even judging from the current situation, Jiang Lan was not surprised or surprised at all by her arrival. Instead, he looked as if he had expected it and had been waiting here for a long time.

What happened today might not be as simple as my sister being kidnapped.

So far, she had not investigated carefully, or even had any evidence, so she arbitrarily believed that Jiang Lan sent someone to kidnap her sister.

After all, when she thinks of the many rumors related to Jiang Lan, she immediately worries that her sister will be humiliated and bullied.

Every time you delay, your sister is more likely to be humiliated.

That's why in desperation, she would rush in here regardless of anything else.

But just as Su Qinghan's thoughts were swirling, Jiang Lan's voice rang out.

"Come here, take this assassin to me."

When Su Qinghan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then his beautiful eyes widened slightly and he looked at Jiang Lan, his face full of surprise and shock.

However, Jiang Lan had no intention of explaining more to her.

Now that the dance is over and the prostitution is over, it’s time to get down to business.

"Jiang... Young Master Jiang..."

Su Qinghan spoke, her pretty face turned pale. She didn't expect that Jiang Lan's expression suddenly changed and she asked someone to take her down.

"Miss Su just wanted to kill me. Do you think that just an apology will be enough?"

"How can such good things come from this world?" Jiang Lan just smiled faintly.

"..."

Su Qinghan clenched her jade hands tightly and her face turned pale.

A group of armored guards collided, quickly stepped forward, drew out their long knives, and placed them on her neck.

Su Qinghan pursed her red lips, knowing that no matter what she said, it would be powerless, and she did not dare to resist.

If she really resisted, then she would be guilty of the serious crime of assassinating Jiang Lan. She just wanted to scare him, but she didn't expect this result.

Maybe now, she can only hope that the Su family will get the news and come to rescue her.

And Jiang Lan's words just now were clearly meant to make fun of herself, but she actually took them seriously.

After imprisoning Su Qinghan, Jiang Lan slowly walked back to the pavilion.

After knowing this plot, it was naturally impossible for him not to make any preparations.

The heroine Su Qinghan is nothing to worry about.

And the eunuch sword master Lin Fan is the most important enemy he currently needs to deal with.

Now that Su Qinghan has fallen into his hands, it is much easier to set up a trap to deal with Lin Fan.

"To be sure, you still have to shake people off first. With this assurance, you don't have to worry about what trouble Lin Fan will cause."

…

The news that the eldest lady of the Su family in Yuyi City had publicly assassinated the prime minister's son in Xueyue Pavilion quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys of Yuyi City, causing great uproar and sensation.

The eldest lady of the Su family is a legendary figure in Yuyi City. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also talented.

As early as many years ago, he broke through the third level of spiritual sea cultivation and was known as the number one genius in Yuyi City. He later joined Qingshan Academy and became one of the best.

The younger generation, whether male or female, sincerely admires and admires her.

But this time, it is said that the eldest lady of the Su family was accepted as a disciple by an elder from Dao Cangjian Sect and returned to Yuyi City to visit her family and announce the good news.

But who would have thought that on that day it would be reported that she had forced her way into Xueyue Pavilion and assassinated Jiang Lan, the prime minister's son, and was captured in public.

The sensation caused by this incident is naturally self-evident.

The young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion is the undisputed most powerful person in Daxia today. No one dares to provoke him.

Unless you are crazy, you dare to assassinate him.

No one can believe that Su Qinghan, the eldest daughter of the Su family, would do such a thing. There must be some misunderstanding in this.

But who would dare to say such a thing?

Many people believe that it was actually the Prime Minister's son who fell in love with the eldest daughter of the Su family and sent people to rob her. However, the eldest daughter of the Su family refused to comply, which led to a dispute and a fight, and was finally named as an assassin.

This statement quickly attracted the approval of many people.

But no matter what, Yuyi City has indeed aroused great heated discussion because of this incident.

Among them, the other three major families besides the Su family were the happiest, feeling gloating about their misfortune.