Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 34
It was rare for her to take the initiative to take a walk today, Shun Yu and the two were very happy, so they helped her go downstairs carefully step by step.

The Duanmu family, one of the two great families in Nantang, wanted to hold a happy event, which was a big event in Dayun City.

Because this street is the only way for the procession to welcome relatives, even though it is still early, both sides of the road are beginning to be crowded with spectators.

The tea room across the street is fairly spacious.

"Miss, be careful!" Shun Yu helped Song Chuxi to go.

Song Chuxi chatted casually and looked around, and it turned out that besides the seven or eight people in the teahouse, there were at least a dozen or so good players in the nearby crowd watching the wind.

Yin Shao's master and servant occupied the three tables on the right.

"Miss, let's sit here!" Shunying chose the seat in the middle with the best view, and helped Song Chuxi walk over.

The people around Yin Shao were extremely shocked, they were all experts, so they naturally realized that the two girls, Shun Yu and Shun Ying, had a solid foundation in kung fu.

"Sorry, we've also booked these two tables!" A tall and strong man beside Yin Shao came over and blocked Song Chuxi with his cross arm.

Duanmu's family and Song's family are local snakes in this big Yuncheng, and they have always been the only ones who give way to them.

"My lady can't sit?" Shunying immediately turned cold.

"Forget it, this seat is too noisy, I don't like it!" Song Chuxi gave her a good-tempered hand, and pointed to the seat closest to the corner on the left, "Let's sit there and don't cause trouble! "

The man was on guard at first, but seeing her gentle attitude, he couldn't help but relax his guard.

Shunyu and Shunyu are not competitive people, and they spoke just now because of Song Chuxi's temper. Since she was willing to compromise, the two girls naturally didn't force it.

"Miss, please slow down!" Shun Yu gave that person another cold look.

Song Chuxi didn't look sideways, grabbed her arm, and walked in carefully step by step. When he passed the man shoulder to shoulder, a strange smile appeared on his lips, and he quietly said the same thing. Stuff received in the sleeve.

The man kept staring at their master and servant.

Another man came up from behind, "What's the matter? Those women, what's the problem?"

"It's nothing!" The man came back to his senses, shook his head, and joked disdainfully, "How can this Nantang woman be weaker than our Tianjing? It looks like it will fall when the wind blows."

"Women..." The man thumped him, and the two of them laughed and sat back on their seats.

During this time, Yin Shao kept his eyes fixed on him, drinking tea while sitting on his seat. It was obviously very inferior tea, but he could drink it gracefully.

This person, as if he was born to be like this, is a noble person with incomparable honor.

Song Chuxi knew that he had always been vigilant, and only when he entered the teahouse openly and boldly glanced sideways at him, he left him alone.

The two parties sat in this teahouse quietly drinking tea independently of each other. After half an hour, they heard a lively sound of gongs, drums and suona slowly approaching from the street.

"It's the wedding party coming!" Shun Yu looked around and reminded in a low voice.

Not long after, Duanmu Yang, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, rode a tall horse and was surrounded by a huge ceremonial guard of honor and passed the street.

In all fairness, the appearance of the men in the Duanmu family is good. In addition, Duanmu Yang took over the position of head of the family at a young age. The girls from all the big families in Nantang are flocking to him, and they all dream of marrying into the Duanmu family. .

This time, Shen Huiyin took the lead on the platform near the water, and there were countless people who regretted it.

Along the way, there were a lot of people waiting to watch the excitement.

While everyone's attention was attracted by Duanmu Yang, Song Chuxi quietly found out what was hidden in his sleeve, and just about to make a move, he glanced inadvertently, but suddenly stopped.

"Miss, the procession to see off the relatives has just passed. On the street behind here, there are juggling troupes all year round. Why don't the slaves accompany you to have a look?" Shunying leaned over and tried to ask.

Song Chuxi remained silent, took two sips of tea with downcast eyes, but suddenly said in a low voice, "Shunying, are you carrying a hidden weapon?"

"Ah?" Shun Ying was taken aback, and gave her a questioning look in confusion.

The corners of Song Chuxi's lips were raised, and his phoenix eyes were raised, revealing an evil and cold smile, "Shoot him down for me."

Shun Ying and Shun Yu followed her line of sight, and they saw a person sitting at the most remote street window of a restaurant diagonally opposite.

The man was wearing an unremarkable dark gray robe and a bamboo hat, covering most of his face.

He was drinking tea with a cup in his left hand, and a sword in his right hand all the time. The sword looked very old, even the red gemstone inlaid on the hilt seemed very dim.

"Miss—" This person looked very unfamiliar, but Shun Ying was still puzzled.

"Shoot him down!" Song Chuxi repeated, emphasizing his tone, and paused every word, "It doesn't matter whether you are dead or injured!"

This fourth young lady really went out to cause trouble.

Although Shunying didn't understand her intentions, she was not good at disobeying her orders. Seeing that man was indeed a little strange, she obediently took out the plum blossom dart from her waist.

However, things changed later, but he didn't expect that the gray-robed man was also paying attention to the movements on the street all the time.

Just as Shunying took out the hidden weapon and threw it out, he already felt the murderous intent.

It was almost an instinctive reaction, the man suddenly leaned back, and actually avoided it at a critical moment.

"What a quick skill!" Shun Ying was astonished.

The man only disappeared in front of the window for a moment, and the next moment he saw a gray figure with an unusually fast figure flying out of the window.

He unsheathed the fast sword in his hand, and without hesitation, across the entire street, he attacked Song Chuxi in the teahouse in public.

"Ah! It's killing! It's going to kill! Run!" The people onlookers were stunned by the light of the long sword in his hand, and suddenly screamed.

Everyone didn't expect it, and in just an instant, the whole street exploded.

(End of this chapter)