The whole family was wiped out?The treacherous minister turned around and cooed at me

Chapter 1
"Catch her! Don't let her get away!"

In December, the cold wind was howling, and the sky was not yet completely bright, and snowflakes began to fall again. The whole street was only white and a fast-moving red shadow.

The Qin family was raided. In order to buy more time for the Qin family to escape, Qin Shuangjiang, an adopted daughter, put on a eye-catching red gauze, faced the biting cold wind, and walked across the white snow to attract the attention of the officers and soldiers.

When the sharp short arrow passed through Qin Shuangjiang's shoulder and was firmly nailed to the wooden stake not far ahead, she instantly lost her center of gravity and fell hard into the snow, with blood smearing from her body.

The sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from behind, accompanied by the shouts of the leader of the officers and soldiers: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister, has an order to live!"

In just a moment, the officers and soldiers behind her had surrounded her. Through the sparse gap in the crowd, Qin Shuangjiang looked helplessly at the nearby city gate.

Just a little...

She was breathing heavily, accompanied by bursts of tinnitus. Every time she exhaled and inhaled, she could feel the ice particles entering her throat, which stung her throat.

The leader stepped forward to check, his eyes swept across Qin Shuangjiang's body, he smiled proudly and obscenely, put the knife aside, bent down, stretched out his hand, and with a "sizzle", he tore the gauze on her back.

A large area of ​​skin was exposed, and then she squatted down and touched her smooth back with hands covered with calluses and black cracks. Years of being out of the sun made her skin a little sickly white.

The leader was even more excited. He let out a heavy breath and said in a proud tone: "She must be the eldest lady of the Qin family. The Prime Minister said that we should take good care of you. Don't worry, we will find it for you when we are done." The doctor looks at the injury."

Qin Shuangjiang looked at him with numb eyes. The soldiers behind him laughed forward and backward, and their obscene laughter was particularly harsh.

She moved her fingers to make sure she could still move. The next moment, when everyone was still dreaming about the wonderful things that would happen in a while, she gathered her strength and stood up, holding the leader's hand that was standing aside just now with lightning speed. knife.

He raised the knife and dropped it, hot blood spurting out. The knife was so fast that he cut off his entire head, and the people around him didn't have time to react.

Until the leader's head rolled around on the ground, the onlookers became angry and cursed: "Bitch!!" and rushed towards Qin Shuangjiang with their swords drawn.

The blow just now had already used up all the strength she had accumulated, and the injuries on her body made her kneel on the ground unable to resist.

But fortunately, she only wanted a quicker death. It was better to be hacked to death than to be tortured to a life worse than death.

Seeing that the big knife above his head was about to fall, Qin Shuangjiang slowly closed his eyes. Suddenly, a burst of wind sounded, followed by a high-pitched horse cry, and a wave of warmth splashed onto his face.

She raised her eyes and saw the broken arm that was about to fall and the knife that was piercing into the snow. The person who was at the front fell in a pool of blood, struggling and wailing.

While looking at each other, the officers and soldiers on the side did not dare to make any move. Qin Shuangjiang raised his head stiffly and looked up at the man on horseback in front of him.

He is dressed in black, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He has a tall and straight figure, a black jade crown with long hair standing up. His beautiful peach blossom eyes have a coolness of being aloof. There is a fierceness in his eyebrows that does not allow strangers to approach him. Even the cloak can't hide his noble temperament that seems to be born with him.

It's him.

The Prime Minister in the leader's mouth is the culprit behind the Qin family's plans. He is also the only person with more real power than the emperor since the founding of the Daqi Kingdom 200 years ago. The most treacherous official in the Daqi Kingdom is known to everyone - Yan Xu'an.

The man's eyes were cold, his eyes fixed on Qin Shuangjiang, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was low and cold like the others: "She is not Qin Yilan, stay away from her."

Qin Yilan is the eldest lady of the Qin family.

As soon as these words came out, no one dared to act rashly, and they all took a few steps back.He put the bloody sword in his hand back into its sheath, as if he couldn't see the person who had just lost his arm and fainted. His tone remained the same, with more murderous intent: "If you don't look for the missing person, you are just waiting." Is the truth worth your lives?"

Everyone turned pale with fear and quickly gathered their troops to return to Qin's house. In an instant, only two people were left looking at each other on the white street.

He stood tall and straight, condescending, staring deeply at Qin Shuangjiang who was kneeling next to the horse. Then he bent down slightly, gently raised her chin with the riding crop in his hand, and said in a cold tone: "Why, it's been too long since we last met. Now, you can’t even call me Brother?”

Qin Shuangjiang looked up at him with some hesitation in her eyes. Yes, it had been so long that she almost forgot that when Yan Xu'an was not the prime minister, he, like her, was picked up by Qin Tianyou.

She has been living in the Qin Mansion since she can remember. The nanny in the mansion said that when Qin Tianyou brought her back, she was just a little baby waiting to be fed.

The first time she and Yan Xu'an met was in a dimly lit study at night, when the light was not very good. Qin Tianyou led Yan Xu'an to her and said, "Shuang Jiang, he is your brother."

When they first met, Yan Xu'an was 12 years old and she was six. She only called him "Brother" for five years, until he left the General's Mansion when he was 17 years old.

In total, it has been seven years since I last saw him. He has changed a lot compared to before, and the youthfulness of his youth has faded away, but those eyes that seem to be sinking into the abyss have not changed at all, and are even a little more interesting. The murderous aura that makes people awe-inspiring and the ambition that is no longer hidden.

Qin Shuangjiang thought, and slowly lowered her eyes. The ice and snow made her shiver with cold, and blood suddenly surged in her body. Her pupils stagnated, and she vomited out a mouthful of blood. Her internal organs cramped, forcing her to fall to the ground and curl up. Get up.

Seeing this, Yan Xu'an's expression suddenly changed.

She was poisoned, which was probably Qin Tianyou's handiwork. The image of Qin Tianyou stuffing her prostitution contract into her hand before she left the Qin Mansion still echoed in her mind.

He said: "Good boy, I have wronged you all these years. Help dad do one last thing to distract those officers and soldiers and help your sister escape. If you can escape, you will be free from now on."

Originally, she had naively thought that he was at least still thinking about the father-daughter bond that had been rare in the past 18 years, and was willing to give her a chance of survival, even if the chance was slim.

It wasn't until the poison came out that Qin Shuangjiang realized that there was no affection at all. He just wanted to bring out the last bit of her value...

She thought she would definitely die, but when she regained consciousness, she saw an unfamiliar top of the bed, surrounded by soft gauze curtains, and the soft snow velvet blanket on her body.

She couldn't help the dryness of her throat and coughed twice, but accidentally touched the wound on her shoulder. She instantly frowned in pain.

Maybe she heard the movement in the house, and the sound of the door being pushed came from the hall. The little maid quickly walked to the window and carefully opened the gauze curtain surrounding it.

When Qin Shuangjiang struggled to sit up, he thoughtfully put a soft pillow on her and asked softly: "Miss, how are you feeling? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Did she call her miss?
Qin Shuangjiang was slightly startled. If she hadn't turned around and met the little maid's big, fluttering eyes, she would have almost suspected that she was hallucinating.

From childhood to adulthood, during the 18 years she stayed in the Qin Mansion, she was nominally Qin Tianyou's adopted daughter, but in fact everyone tacitly understood that she was just the "special dark person" raised by Qin Tianyou.

Therefore, no one would ever call her Miss.

In the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, there was heavy snow outside, and the charcoal fire inside the house was burning brightly. Through the window with a crack open, Qin Shuangsheng sat on the bed, and his eyes fell on the finger-wide snow outside the window.

The little maid handed the cooked soup to Qin Shuangjiang. The dark brown soup was steaming and exuding an unpleasant smell. She urged softly: "Miss, you'd better drink the medicine first, otherwise, sir, You won’t be happy when you come back.”

(End of this chapter)