The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

"Young Master!" A Jia exclaimed, Jiang Li's eyes returned to normal, he touched the sword and raised his eyes awkwardly.

"Servant..." Just as he was about to explain, the woman had already embraced his waist and raised her hand to hold his hand.

The palm of his hand is a cold hilt, and the back of his hand is a cold hand. Jiang Li's body is stiff, and he can't even laugh when it is itchy.

"Like it?" The woman's breath brushed against his face, his body softened a little, Jiang Li's hand holding the sword was shaking.

He won't say he likes it!

"Do not……"

Before he could answer, the woman took his arm and swung the sword.

If he likes it, teach him.

A Jia stared blankly at his son and His Royal Highness Prince Ling dancing swords among the flowers.

A talented woman and a woman, the two are an unexpected match.

If no one bothers, this will be a very nice picture.

Who would have thought that those who fought bravely on the battlefield would be patient enough to teach them personally at this moment.

Jiang Li didn't want to be touched by her at first, but these waving movements fascinated him, a person who likes martial arts.

He wants to learn.

The two were so close to each other that their skins rubbed together. The tip of the man's ears was red, and Ling Qingxuan had a full view.

A quiet garden, undisturbed.

When Jiang Li was about to learn, he remembered that he was here to kill.

When he retracted his sword, he deliberately turned to the edge of the sword, and what was behind him was Ling Qingxuan's chest.

As long as he judges correctly and stabs it hard, the mission is complete.

"Deviated."

The crisp voice of raindrops hitting the green leaves echoed in his ears, Jiang Li's body was turned around, and Ling Qingxuan helped him adjust the direction and pointed the sword edge to his chest.

She pointed, "This is it."

It was just an inch away, if she was stabbed, she wouldn't die.

Cold sweat broke out of his clothes, Jiang Li held the sword tightly, breathing heavily.

What does she want to do!

He doesn't understand.

"Bold! Mrs. Jiang, how dare you raise your sword against His Highness!"

Jiang Li was pushed away, and there was some pain in his shoulder.

He bit his lip slightly, looked at Shangguan Ruan who came to Ling Wangfu again, and was checking with concern whether Ling Qingxuan was injured.

"No problem." Ling Qingxuan avoided his contact, "Why are you here?"

Is there nothing to do at home? This is not a vacation.

Shangguan Ru'an noticed her dodging, her eyes darkened, "Tomorrow is His Highness's banquet, I wonder who His Highness will take?"

He couldn't stay at home, so he leaned in front of her to make her like him more.

Prince Ling's mansion is powerful, and Ling Qingxuan has strong abilities. Standing on her side is nothing but the most beneficial move for the prime minister's mansion.

Among the women in the capital today, only she is the most honored and eye-catching.

If she becomes King Ling's husband, then all her honors will be shared with him.

He can't let this honor be taken away by others.

As for tomorrow's reception banquet, he hoped that Ling Qingxuan could confirm their relationship in front of the public.

Ling Qingxuan righteously said, "Don't go."

What is there to do in the reception of the wind, how many swords did you play in the past? Or chop off a few heads?

【Host, don’t be so bloody~】

This seat is just talking.

Didn't really do it again.

[...] Is it worth it if you want to do it?

Shangguan Ruan was full of words and didn't say anything. The protagonist couldn't talk about the reception banquet that the ministers in the court were going to go to?

"Your Highness, this is inappropriate."

Ling Qingxuan bypassed him and retrieved the sword from Jiang Li's hand, "You go back first."

Jiang Li lowered his eyes and saluted, "Yes."

There was a strange feeling in his heart that he couldn't express clearly.

"His Royal Highness! Jiang Fu's servant just almost hurt you, how can you pamper him like this, how can it be good for him to be lawless in this mansion in the future."

Shangguan Ruan said dissatisfiedly: "His Royal Highness needs to punish him as a warning."

Jiang Li continued to walk without saying a word. Shangguan Ruan didn't go through the door for a day, and his identity could not overwhelm him for a day.

If Ling Qingxuan wanted to punish him, he would just accept it, a man should not be afraid.

"My husband's servant, when do I need your guidance?"

Shangguan Ruan was still waiting for her punishment, but she didn't expect her to give another unexpected answer.

The tip of the sword just touched her chest just now, so they won't punish Jiang Li?

He gritted his teeth, "It's Ruan overstepping."

It's good to know that it is overstepping, and go home quickly if it is all right.

Jiang Li slowed down a bit, but still left with A Jia.

Can't guess what she was thinking.

...

Holding his breath, Shangguan Ruan stayed for dinner, and when Ling Qingxuan could not move, he went to Liu Cheng to talk.

Under Liu Chengyu's earnest persuasion, Ling Qingxuan put down his chopsticks.

Go, go, if you don't go to this seat, you will be full.

"Yuan'er, are you bringing your family?" Liu Cheng pointed to Jiang Li.

Ling Qingxuan glanced at Jiang Li, who was eating elegantly, and said bluntly, "No."

trouble.

Although Shangguan Ru'an was uncomfortable, she didn't count herself as a family member, but Jiang Li didn't take it with her, and her heart suddenly became cheerful.

If she doesn't bring it tomorrow, he can go with him himself, after all, he is still the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After Jiang Li finished his meal, he simply saluted and left.

After returning to his room, he slammed the door hard.

A Jia: What's wrong with your son?

"Seeing the strange thoughts! Dengzizi! Indiscriminate love!"

After scolding a few words in a row, Jiang Xin felt more comfortable. He raised his eyes and asked A Jia, "Is this young master good-looking?"

Ajia's head was like pounding garlic, "You look good, you are the most beautiful in the capital, who can look better than you."

"Up to the royal family and relatives, down to the common people, whoever sees the son does not lose his soul."

"Lost your soul?" Jiang Li casually played with the ends of his hair, "Show me how to lose your soul."

Ajia: ... my mouth.

He is used to watching with the son for so many years, and he has learned restraint, how to perform.

Seeing Ajia's embarrassed face, Jiang Li asked again, "Would it be shameful to take a beauty like me out?"

"How could it be!" Ajia was excited, "Take your son out, it must be a lot of face!"

"Oh." Jiang Li snorted coldly in his heart.

Then why didn't she bring herself.

Why can't he be taken out to meet people by her!

Without family members, is she planning to bring Guan Ruan?

Jiang Li kicked the stool. Whoever she likes to take with her, why does he struggle so much? Is he sick?

Ajia Fu's forehead, his moody son.

At night, Jiang Li looked at the black clothes under the cabinet, frowning on his delicate and fair face, and did not take it out.

Aya Seigen, who was sleeping in the hammock, looked at the roof that had been repaired.

The little guy is not here today.

[Host, the villain won't come, you can take the initiative to go to his room. 】

He doesn't want to.

zz covered his poor favorability and sighed, this time the villain is a bit silly.

I don't know how to take the initiative to tease the host.

Assassination is quite active, although it fails again and again.

In the future, when he regretted it, zz snorted and continued to take care of the clover.