Peach Fortune Ring

"Yes!"

The four maids responded in unison and hurried forward.

And Song Yan had already picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fragrant meat and put it into his mouth, but at this moment, his movements suddenly froze, and he looked at the old servant and asked, "You don't want to poison the dishes, do you?" ?”

Hearing this, the old servant's face froze and he turned dark, but he responded in a polite tone: "Young Master Song, please rest assured to eat, it is absolutely non-toxic!"

"That's good." Song Yan smiled, put the piece of meat into his mouth and started to chew, then nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, the skill of the cook in the princess's house is really extraordinary, better than that of the cook in my house. The food is much better.”

Immediately, Song Yan looked at the old servant again: "Why don't you sit down together?"

"How dare the old servant." The old servant said lightly.

"Okay, since you don't want to, forget it!" Song Yan smiled, looked at Tian Lao who hadn't moved his chopsticks, and couldn't help saying: "Tian Lao, you can eat too, this is the first time to eat at the Princess's Mansion."

Hearing this, Tianlao couldn't laugh or cry, he thought to himself, ancestor, what time is this, you still want to eat.

"Sir, please."

A maid brought the poured wine to Song Yan.

"Well, it's so considerate." Song Yan praised, took the glass and drank it down, then stared at the maid and said, "What's your name?"

Hearing this, the maid blushed, and responded in a panic: "Young master, my servant's name is Qiuyun."

"Well, the name is good, come on, and fill it up for me." Song Yan said with a smile.

Seeing this scene, the old servant looked a little strange.

Time passed slowly, Song Yan had already eaten most of the dishes on the table, and even drank three bottles of spirit wine, but Princess Qingping never showed up.

"Hey, when will your princess come? I'm almost full!" Song Yan asked the old servant again.

"Mr. Song, stay safe and don't be impatient. The princess will arrive soon." The old servant said calmly.

Another quarter of an hour later, Song Yan put down his chopsticks and touched his belly: "Hey, I'm so full!"

Just then, a voice sounded:

"The Princess is here."

"Welcome Princess!"

The old servant and the four maids quickly knelt down on the ground, and then they saw Princess Qingping leading Xiaojun Wang Wu Siyang and two maids stepping forward.

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other. As soon as he saw Song Yan, Wu Siyang couldn't help showing a resentful expression, staring at him firmly, and the next moment, he let out a loud shout: "Song Yan, you are so brave. Why didn't you pay homage to my aunt?"

Song Yan curled her lips: "Princess Qingping is not a dead person, so why should I worship? If you really want me to worship, it's not impossible, and I can offer a few sticks of incense for free, how about it?"

"You are presumptuous!" Hearing this, Wu Siyang couldn't help being furious.

"Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, unbearably vulgar!" Princess Qingping spoke slowly, looking at Song Yan with disgust and contempt.

"Hey." Song Yan smiled, and his face returned to a serious look: "Master Qingping is a sensible person, now I have eaten the food and drunk the wine, so you can directly talk about the business."

"Since you are a sensible person, then I will say it straight, as long as you do two things, I can let you go!" Princess Qingping said slowly.

"Let's listen to it." Song Yan said with a relaxed expression.

"First, return the Muye County Prince's Mansion to Siyang, and then you will serve under him for 500 years; second, hand over the Qingjiao Sword to me. If you can do these two things, I will let the past go!"

Hearing this, Song Yan's mouth slightly drew a faint arc: "These two conditions don't sound difficult to achieve, but unfortunately, I'm a bit hard-boned, and I don't have the habit of being a slave to others, so I'm sorry, you two I can't even do that!"

Princess Qingping's face suddenly turned cold: "You really don't agree?"

"Fuck!" Suddenly, Song Yan's expression darkened, pointing at Princess Qingping and yelling, "Are you deaf, you bitch? I've already told you, if you don't agree, don't agree, why don't you ask me?" what!"

Seeing this scene, the old servant was dumbfounded, all the maids were dumbfounded, Tian Lao was also dumbfounded, even Wu Siyang was dumbfounded, but then he felt very excited, because Song Yan would definitely die if he insulted his aunt like this.

As for Princess Qingping himself, his face was covered with a layer of frost, and his voice was full of murderous intent: "What did you say? How dare you say it again!"

A playful smile appeared on Song Yan's face: "Ha, why don't you dare? I've seen a lot of weird requests, but I haven't seen you who take the initiative to scold me. Since you want to listen to it again, my lord I will scold you again with difficulty, stinky bitch, listen up, if you still want to listen again, I will charge you, I said, is Nima deaf, if you don’t agree, you don’t agree, and ask a question fart!"

"Auntie killed him, kill him quickly!"

Wu Siyang shouted loudly.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Princess Qingping raised her hand and pointed her finger.

He pointed out that a transparent sword qi with biting coldness turned into a bolt of lightning and went straight to Song Yan's chest.

"Hey!"

Song Yan gave a strange laugh, and also raised his hand to point out a finger.

"puff!"

Finger strength and sword energy collided together, and suddenly, an extreme cold burst out. Caught off guard, a layer of frost condensed on Song Yan's entire arm, and it spread at an extremely fast speed, intending to crush his entire body. Freeze it.

"boom!"

The celestial power in his body erupted loudly, like the endlessly rushing Yangtze River, dispelling that icy power in an instant, but at this moment, another force erupted and slammed into his body.

"Oh!"

Song Yan's body swayed and took a few steps back before he managed to stabilize his body.

Seeing this, Princess Qingping was a little surprised. She didn't expect Song Yan to be able to block her blow, but then she seemed to think of something, stared at Song Yan and said, "Are you a disciple of Huangmai?"

Hearing the word huangmai, the old servant's eyes shrank suddenly, but the others didn't know what huangmai was.

"you guess!"

Song Yan straightened his body and said with a smile, but there was a seriousness in his eyes.

Princess Qingping said again: "For the sake of being a disciple of Huangmai, hand over the Qingjiao Sword and the mansion of Muye County Prince, and I can let you go!"

"Auntie, you can't, you can't let him go so easily!" Wu Siyang couldn't help being anxious when he heard the words, and hurriedly shouted.

But no one paid any attention to him.

Song Yan's voice sounded again: "Since you know that I am a disciple of Huangmai, you should know that my Huangmai people are not the kind of people who make compromises. If I really agree to you, I am not worthy to be a disciple of Huangmai anymore. !"

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Princess Qingping sneered.

Song Yan shrugged: "I'm afraid, but I don't think you can kill me. Besides, you can still escape if you can't beat me, and you can ask for help if you can't escape. The elders of my Huangmai can't just watch me Killed by your stinky bitch?"