Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

The boy quickly ran up to Jiang Xue's master and servant, bowed his head and saluted Jiang Xue, and said in a low voice: "Girl, my landlord has invited me."

Jiang Xue nodded and said to Fu Dong: "You go ahead and wait for me at the street corner in about half an hour."

Fu Dong hesitated a little, and Jiang Xue said in a deep voice: "Go quickly."

Fudong could only turn around and go out to look for Xu Chong Ganning.

Jiang Xue said to the young man: "Lead the way."

The boy greeted Jiang Xue with a smile all the way, took Jiang Xue to the door of the room, and made a "please" gesture to Jiang Xue.

Seeing that the door was closed, Jiang Xue stretched out her hand and knocked gently on the door twice.

Then he pushed the door straight in.

In the room, Ji Yan sat on the round stool next to the tea table with a smile. He had just filled a cup of tea and said to Jiang Xue, "Miss Jiang San, I miss you so much after not seeing you for a few days. Come and have tea."

Jiang Xue entered the house, and the boy outside immediately closed the door.

Jiang Xue stretched out her hand to lift the curtain, stood motionless by the door, and said coldly, "I want to see Jing Ye."

"Don't be like this, Miss Jiang San," Ji Yan said with a playful smile, "When a beauty comes to me, but she talks about seeing other people - I will be sad."

"Master Ji Yan, there's no need to talk nonsense, and don't shout about Miss Jiang San. I came here today just to see Jing Ye."

"Oh?" Ji Yan's eyes were full of smiles. He stood up from the round stool, walked to Jiang Xue, leaned close to her and whispered, "Then what should I call the girl?"

The hairpin in Jiang Xue's sleeve fell into her hand, and she quickly pressed down the mechanism at the head of the hairpin. The body of the hairpin came out, revealing a cross-shaped blade that shone with cold light.

Before Ji Yan could react, Jiang Xue pressed the cross blade against his neck at an extremely fast speed.

Although Jiang Xue looked calm on her face, she was secretly relieved. She had learned a little bit from Chen Jin during these days.

Ji Yan's expression remained unchanged, he just smiled and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Hey, that one inside, if you don't come out, Miss Jiang will kill someone."

Jiang Xue was stunned and looked in the direction where he was shouting, only to find that there was another door in this room.

The door was opened, and a purple figure walked out of the room, it was Jing Ye.

Seeing Jiang Xue's tense look, Jing Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect the princess to have such skills."

Jiang Xue snorted coldly, put the hairpin back into her sleeve, and said: "Since it is a gift from Master Ji Yan, I naturally have to make the best use of it and let him test the sharpness for me."

Ji Yan said, "I didn't give this to you, here -" He raised his chin and pointed at Jing Ye, saying, "That one gave it to me."

"Two hundred and fifty taels of silver, is this how the prince teases his junior sister?" Jiang Xue said sarcastically.

"No, no, no, I paid the price. It's a small business, but we still need to earn back some capital." Ji Yan said hurriedly.

Jiang Xue only stared at Jing Ye. This man had not said a word since he came out. He just sat at the table and drank tea as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Ji Yan finished speaking, he suddenly spoke, his voice still a little hoarse, and said: "The price is quite suitable, isn't it?"

Jiang Xue walked to him and sat down next to him.

Jing Ye said, "You can go out now."

Jiang Xue leisurely picked up a cup of tea and drank it. Only then did Ji Yan realize that he was talking about him. He stretched out his finger and pointed at his face, dumbfounded and said: "Me?! Let me out? Please figure it out, okay? This is My place?”

Jing Ye threw the empty tea cup in his hand with such force that it barely missed Ji Yan's sleeve and flew over, smashing it against the door.

Ji Yan's face was full of dissatisfaction, but he could only say angrily: "You value sex over your friends! You value sex over your friends!"

Jiang Xue was a little angry when she heard this, and tried to throw the teacup away. Ji Yan quickly ran to her side and snatched the teacup away, saying, "What a good thing! You can't let you waste it like this!"

The two of them stared at him, and he immediately rushed to the door, opened the door, and disappeared without a trace.

The movements are done in one go.

Jing Ye waved his sleeves, activating his internal energy, and the door closed instantly.

Jiang Xue was secretly surprised. It seemed that what Lu Qiongshuang said about this person's martial arts skills was not false.

Jing Ye suddenly said: "I wonder what Princess Changle wants to get from Gu here?"

Jiang Xue came back to her senses and said seriously: "You said that Xiao Qi's death was caused by his close relatives. What do you mean?"

Jing Ye had a slight smile on his lips and said, "Don't worry, princess, tell me first, what can I give you in exchange for this news?"

He paused and then said: "In other words, what can the princess do in exchange?"

Jiang Xue said in a deep voice: "My lord, why don't you just say it directly, what do you want?"

Jing Ye smiled and said in a brisk tone: "I don't seem to be lacking anything, but I am still lacking a princess."

Jiang Xue sneered, lowered her head to play with Dankou, and said, "Oh? Could it be that the prince has a unique taste and likes women?"

Jing Ye said: "Princess Changle's country is beautiful and fragrant. Even if she is getting married for the second time, why not?"

"Your Majesty, why don't you tell me your true purpose? It's a waste of time to make fun of me all the time." Jiang Xue was a little impatient.

Jing Ye stood up and walked to her side, leaned down and reached out to pick up a strand of her hair, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it, as if he was very intoxicated.

"There is a beauty here. I will never forget it when I see it... Why doesn't Princess Changle believe that she fell in love with you at first sight?"

Jiang Xue was about to take out the dagger and repeat the same trick, but Jing Ye pressed his arm on the table with one hand, unable to move. Jiang Xue felt pain, her red lips parted slightly, and she let out a soft "ah".

"This trick may be somewhat effective against Ji Yan, who is powerless, but against Gu——" Jing Ye said coldly, "I advise the princess not to waste your efforts."

Jiang Xue wanted to throw his hand away, but Jing Ye held it tightly in revenge, leaving her unable to resist.

Jing Ye's hand squeezing her arm was trembling slightly. It seemed that he just wanted to crush the arm so that she would stop being so arrogant.

"I..." Jiang Xue gritted her teeth and said, "Do I have any grudge against you?!"

A few words slipped out of Jing Ye's throat in a daze, and his voice was very soft, but Jiang Xue still heard it.

"Who can tell..."

Jiang Xue's heart skipped a beat and she was slightly startled. She suddenly looked back and saw her bright little face facing the silver mask.

Jiang Xue's eyebrows are well-developed, with a pair of phoenix eyes, the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, sharp and luxurious, but still with a hint of naivety and haste of a girl.

Jing Ye's eyes under the mask were blank for a moment.

It turns out that in three years, can a person completely lose his childishness and grow and change so much?

Jing Ye suddenly felt a little sour in his heart, and he didn't dare to look into her eyes again. But in the blink of an eye, he saw her arms that were turned white by his grasp, and he suddenly came to his senses.

What's wrong with me...

Jing Ye quickly straightened up, his eyes returned to coldness, he let go of his hand and walked to sit opposite her.

"I want a promise." Jing Ye said seriously.

Jiang Xue was stunned, "What promise?"

"In the future, if Xiao Qi's matter is found out, Princess Gu wants to go to his grave in person to pay homage and restore his innocence. And -" Jing Ye sneered and said, "It would be best to cry bitterly and pay homage to him at his grave." Count your faults beforehand."