This queen is not too curly

The man is bathed in sunlight.

Holding a blade in her hand, she has a tall and straight figure, and the frailty of the past has been swept away, leaving only the bright eyes in the pupils soaked by the sun.

It was as if the thick fog was suddenly pierced by the warm sun, revealing the truest appearance of her world.

Chen Ling looked at her calmly.

After a long time, he slightly drooped his eyelashes.

As a result, his vision became blurred, and the shadow in the distance overlapped with the person deep in his memory.

He knew that this might just be his conjecture, but his heart obviously resumed beating at this moment, and the feeling of being alive was so real that he didn't want to break this absurd beauty.

Fall.

There is a voice in my heart pouring out.

Chen Ling closed his eyes deeply.

When it opened, the confusion had faded, and sanity had returned.

But even reason is whispering in the ear.

Why not fall?
Chen Ling blinked her eyelashes, quietly staring at the world under the sun.

The gray knight guards looked back at Chen Lingchen repeatedly. In their eyes, the lord was actually just a god who had walked away for a while, and then the lord waved his fingertips at him.

This is a gesture to signal them to leave.

But now, leave?

The gray knight guard hesitated.

On this trip, the lord did not bring his personal guards with him. They were his accompanying secret guards in the past. If they also evacuated, wouldn't the lord have no guards beside him?
What's more, the scene here looks very chaotic, not a stable boundary.

So the gray knights appeared one after another, and they knelt in front of Chen Lingchen. Although they didn't speak, they showed their worries with actions.

Chen Ling knew what they meant, and said in a low voice, "Back off."

Things have come to this point, there is no way to discuss.

The gray knight guard chose to obey and left without a sound.

Chen Ling stared at Yan Yuan quietly.

Breathing is slow and even.

……

Under the sun, Yan Yuan's knife was still resting on the strong man's neck.

She knew that there were still eyes watching her from a distance, but there were far fewer people peeking at her now than before, and her back was not so hot after all.

It seems that the action just now was a one-shot, and it scared many people away.

Yan Yuan looked at the unlucky bug under the knife friendly: "I'm not a embroiderer, and I'm not here to catch butterflies, do you believe me now?"

With a thin figure and bright clothes, he was obviously the owner of the group of strong men.

At this time, the master of the master was already trembling with fright: "Xin Xin Xin..."

Of course he believed that the person in front of him was not Xiu Niang.

Which embroiderer is so handy with a big knife?
This girl is full of killer moves!

He was sweating profusely, begging for mercy repeatedly: "We are reckless, please girl, no, please don't remember the villain's mistakes! Let us go!"

The rest of the people also wailed and begged for mercy: "Yes, yes, no more debts! Let's leave Cuiwei Mountain immediately!"

Yan Yuan said: "It's not in a hurry."

After all, it was on the side of the road, and it was easy to encounter people and troubles. She looked around, then directed a few strong men to the edge of the bushes in the distance, and ordered them to squat down on the spot with their heads in their hands.

In the end, she patted the master's shoulder with the back of the knife: "Why do you want to arrest Xiu Niang?"

The young master was startled in shock: "We, we just want to invite people back to ask, just ask..."

Yan Yuan sat down under the tree, listening to the unlucky young man talk about the cause and effect.

This Luan Yufang's business is huge and spread all over the world. Last month, it opened its doors and spent a lot of money to buy many rare things from all over the world, but this month it suddenly collapsed.

It fell very suddenly, and by the time the bitter masters of all parties reacted, the chief manager of Luan Yufang could not be contacted, and when the bitter master rushed to Cuiwei Mountain from all over the world, he found that Luan Yufang was empty, what? There are none left.

The unlucky young man gritted his teeth: "The one who came early smashed open the door. At least there are still some good furniture and leftover embroidery in the villa to pay off the debt. We came late like us and didn't see a single thread!"

Yan Yuan asked curiously: "Isn't Luan Yu Fang very rich, why are there so many creditors?"

The unlucky young man said: "Because Luan Yufang is a wealthy merchant, so they buy our goods first and then pay for them. Recently, the Queen Mother's birthday banquet is approaching, and they have made even more large purchases. We only consider it to be rich. Good opportunity, every family has lost their property to give goods, and many families even borrow money to buy at the border..."

The unlucky young man said so that his eye circles turned red: "Who would have thought, would have thought of..."

Yan Yuan finally understood.

This is actually a story of big fish eating small fish and small fish eating dried shrimps.

Luan Yufang is engaged in business in the palace, so it is considered a big businessman, and these sufferers are small businessmen. Everyone is afraid that the opportunity to make a fortune like the Queen Mother's birthday banquet will be snatched away by others, so they pay out of their own pockets to go to the private sector. For the purchase, the goods were first delivered to Luan Yu Fang.

Unexpectedly, due to the unexpected disaster, Luan Yufang actually ran away.

This is really...

The market is ruthless, and the sky is unpredictable.

That's bad luck.

Yan Yuan looked at the rabbit-like eyes of the unlucky young man, and put down the blade.

She asked him: "Then what's the use of catching the embroiderer?"

If it's just an ordinary embroiderer, she's just a long-term worker in Luan Yufang, even if she has a small treasury, how much money can she have?

Do you still expect the embroiderer to embroider for a lifetime to pay off their debts?
Then you have to embroider Sansei III, right?
The unlucky young man said: "The heroine doesn't know something, the sufferer who arrived first didn't find many of the previous things, and the people from the government are also looking for Luan Yufang, and they haven't received the goods from Luan Yufang, so this batch of goods must still be hidden. It's somewhere, and there's a rumor..."

Yan Yuan was curious: "Huh?"

The unlucky young man lowered his voice: "It is rumored that the owner of Luan Yu Fang bought a lot of good things from the palace. If there is such a thing, why worry about repaying the debt?"

Yan Yuan said: "So you arrested Xiu Niang and took her back to extract a confession?"

The unlucky young man coughed dryly: "Hey, it's a lesson, a lesson."

Yan Yuan: "Then what if you can't ask?"

The unlucky young man gritted his teeth and said, "It's good to grab the pretty ones and vent your anger!"

Yan Yuan: "..."

The sympathy that was finally ignited was exhausted.

Yan Yuan was soaked in both rain and dew, and cut off the hapless young man's tendons.

"..."

"..."

"Ahhh-"

The panicked strong men fled away.

Yan Yuan raised her head and looked at the sunset in the distance, her heart lake couldn't help stirring up a little wave of trouble.

Her original itinerary was to stay at Longyin Temple for one night, and she only had a few hours to "play" in the middle of the trip. In theory, she should return before nightfall, and at the latest before midnight, but the current situation But very tricky.

If she turned back, she would return in vain.

If she continued to move forward, she might be regarded as an embroiderer again with her women's attire.

She wanted to visit Luan Yufang, not to break through the checkpoints, how could she have the strength to pass five checkpoints and kill six generals?
But is it really a waste of all previous efforts?

Yan Yuan looked down at the hem of her skirt, deeply regretting her recklessness again: Since you have already prepared casual clothes, why not prepare men's clothes?It would be more convenient if it was men's clothing.

Or just wait until dark to get in?
Yan Yuan narrowed her eyes and thought.

She is standing in a very concealed position at this moment, and those strong men who are obstructive to the eyes have already escaped, and people passing by on the road can't see where she is standing, and they could have been lying in ambush until dark——

But someone was still watching her.

Are there any thugs?
Yan Yuan silently guessed.

She stood up, looked around without changing her expression, and quickly locked on to the sound of breathing coming from behind the bushes.

It was obvious that the other party was a vegetable, and the stalker didn't know how to hide his breathing. It was probably because of his lack of strength, and seeing her gesture of attack just now, that the other party didn't dare to show up easily.

Come on, melon.

Yan Yuan stopped talking to him.

She decided to go further and try her luck, so she tried her best to go around the path and approached the villa halfway up the mountain. Who knew that the cabbage melon followed her everywhere, wherever she went.

However, the technique is still very clumsy, and the traces are too obvious for people to ignore.

Yan Yuan: ...

Yan Yuan picked up a branch from the ground.

She pretended to walk into a small path, did some light work, and quietly detoured behind Cai Gua, stretching out a branch to poke her back: "The three-legged cat also came to seek death, follow me, and I will beat you too."

The sharp branch was against the man's back.

The man's body froze.

The moment he heard Yan Yuan's voice, his breathing calmed down.

Yan Yuan:?
The man didn't turn his head back immediately, but was silent for a moment, and said slowly, "Really."

The calm voice revealed a sarcasm that could not be ignored.

Indescribably familiar.

Yan Yuan looked at the man's slender and slender back suspiciously, only feeling that the man's figure looked familiar.

All of a sudden, there was a flash of calcium carbide, and her mind went blank.

At this moment, Chen Lingchen turned around slowly, his gloomy gaze fell on Yan Yuan's face, and then slid down her dull face, wandering to her white fingertips and the murder weapon held by her fingertips superior.

A dry branch.

well.

Chen Ling was silent for a moment.

The foot moved forward half a step.

So his chest was pressed against the dead wood branch.

Align the tip with the heart.

Chen Ling's eyes followed the dead wood branches again, and slowly climbed back the same way:

The pale fingertips, the flexible wrist, the stiff shoulders, and... the dull face of his queen.

Chen Ling blinked slowly.

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yan Yuan: "......???"

If the soul also has a voice, it should be Yan Yuan's frantic voice that resounds all over the mountains and plains at this moment.

In reality, Yan Yuan can't make any sound.

The air in Cuiwei Mountain seemed to be drained, she couldn't breathe, she couldn't think, her whole mind was only filled with the panic of being caught, and there were countless entangled doubts wandering back and forth:
Why is Chen Lingchen here?
Was it following her or was it here in the first place?

How long has he been watching it?

Did you see that she did something to those people just now? ? ?

Yan Yuan's head was buzzing, her body could not move like a puppet.

The mountain wind blows the leaves.

Silent panic spread.

During the stalemate, Chen Ling's eyes fell back to the dead wood branch.

Only then did Yan Yuan realize that the dead wood branch was still touching the heart of today's emperor.

She took back the dead wood branch in embarrassment.

Almost... regicide?

Yan Yuan walked to Chen Lingchen's side in a daze.

She still didn't have many thoughts in her mind, and she didn't know whether to salute, kowtow, or just flee to the frontier?

I don't know how long it took before Yan Yuan heard her guilty voice: "Your Majesty... why are you here?"

Chen Ling said calmly, "Come to die."

Yan Yuan: "..."