The villains are all my ex-boyfriends [Jian San]

In the first snowfall in Chang'an, the sky, the earth and the sky fell into a vast expanse of whiteness.

At the corners of the eaves and corridors, the wind chimes twitched lightly.

The wind blows broken jade and jade, and blows away a piece of red plum beside the hot spring pool.

The fragrant wind swayed, seeming to lift the crimson veil.

In the exquisite and elegant house, there are wonderful and moving voices, one is clear and gentle, the other is quiet and graceful.

Soft and gentle voice: "Master Mei, we have worked hard on this matter for a long time. The book hall, a place where filth is hidden and famed, was split up. In the end, half of it was given to the King of Fujian for nothing. A Wan is really puzzled. Does the Lord have other deep meanings in this move? Please teach me."

That elegant and graceful voice didn't take it seriously, it seemed like the beauty was sleeping lazily, and said casually: "The centipede in the book hall is dead but not stiff, it's good enough for Tingfeng Pavilion to eat half of it. The other half is If it is not given to the King of Fujian, sooner or later a new school will appear. It is worthwhile to be unique in the hands of the court. If the Jiangnan First League is merged, not only Tingfeng Pavilion will not be good, but even the coffin will be affected. .Left and right are not ours, it’s just a favor.”

"However, after several struggles, the school has no choice but to win us. They are stained with an official name, and the Jianghu people will not sell their face. The big deal is that we will be divided into two on the surface, leaving one as before the school. , take refuge in the emperor."

The man sneered lightly, like a peony blooming in spring, he couldn't tell whether it was anger or anger.

"You, you are such a greedy ghost. Do you think that the emperor can be used by anyone? What Miao Qianshui and Weisheng Haoran can do may not be able to be done by another person. If it weren't for the prestige of those two, the emperor He has already appointed his cronies in a fair and honest way. Don’t you look at how many hall masters the school has changed? Someone as domineering and arrogant as the King of Min has never stained the school hall on the surface."

The woman was puzzled: "The king of Fujian is powerful, arrogant and domineering. The original fiefdom was only in the old country of Fujian and Yue, but now he even has his hands on the rich and prosperous places in the south of the Yangtze River. The emperor is cowardly and kind, and he is not afraid of pampering and pampering him." The King of Min is rebellious. Sister Wei, we don't need to look at the face of the King of Min..."

"Hush!" The woman called Sister Wei was calm and lazy, "No one who can sit in that position is stupid. The so-called unpredictable power of the sky, if he shows you something , that must have been done on purpose. The emperor indulged the king of Min, because the emperor wanted to do things that he could not do, let alone say, the king of Min could do for him. It’s fine for the world to criticize, but the infamy belongs to the King of Fujian. May I ask, how can such an unpopular prince, whose wealth and life depend on the emperor’s favor, have any leverage to oppose him?”

The woman let out a short exclamation, the lingering sound was ambiguous, and she groaned softly, she didn't know whether she was frightened by the secret news of the Tian family, or because of the sudden favor of her beloved.

"Wei... elder sister..." She was shy and admiring, resentful and happy, and seemed aggrieved.

"Well," the elegant and graceful voice was deep, like a spring breeze controlling the joys and sorrows of a hundred flowers, and the gentleness seemed to be condescending, "Why are you crying? Don't you want to?"

"No." She hugged that person almost excitedly and reverently, and went to kiss her fingers, "A Wan just thought that if Sister Wei had Su Ying, she wouldn't want A Wan."

"How could it be?" The man was sympathetic and soft, and seemed to be erratic for a moment, "Su Ying is the envoy of Huamei Zuohua, I trust and rely on him. Whether it is Huamei or the person of the coffin, to me, they are all close and trustworthy relatives. But Ah Wan is different from them."

The woman seemed to be infatuated and begged for mercy: "You are so kind to him, and because of him, you actually went to see Lin Zhaoyue in person. That person surnamed Lin is just a junior in the world, and he dared to threaten the charmer to submit. A Wan did not have Su Ying's mysterious methods, but I can kill him for you."

The man showed his face and smiled, snuggled up intimately, kissed along her Ruyu cheek, and murmured lazily: "I fight and kill all day long, so let's take a rest when it snows, why don't you enjoy the snow with me?" Flowers... to reward you, my young coffin master."

"No, it can't be too late. Xiaozheng will be back soon..."

"It doesn't matter, that child is very obedient, even if he comes back, he will wait outside. I'm going back to Luoyang Palace soon. I won't see you for at least a few months. Don't you miss me?"

"...I thought about it. I wanted to kill that man. I can't wait until the baby is born."

The man closed his eyes, with a face like a peony alluring a city and a country, as if in a fugue, and said in a breathy voice: "Zi Rui is the one who gave birth, not me. What are you so anxious about? I am the empress dowager, not the empress. He Can you still eat me? Why are you so jealous?"

"Then, Ah Wan wants to eat you?"

She half-opened her eyes, blindfolded and smiled like a mist on a spring mountain: "Then, I'll eat Ah Wan."

……

Seven days later, at the auction of Tingfeng Pavilion, a mysterious person finally took the ghost sword clue.

Another three days, a paper crane appeared in front of Gu Xiangzhi's door, bringing with him a half-column poem by Crane Jiuqing: The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city of Wanren Mountain.

Gu Jinxiao watched the paper crane in his palm turn into a glow and dissipate, and read the last two sentences lightly: "Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows, the spring breeze does not pass through the Yumen Pass."

The ghost sword appeared at Yumen Pass.

It's not the Shu land where Qilin Villa is located, and it's not Chang'an where Situ Zheng appeared, but it's Yumen from the west.

What else is there besides the endless Gobi, desert wind and sand and mirages?Why did the ghost sword appear there?

Su Ying, who was far away in Yangzhou, was also very curious about this question. He propped his face sideways and blinked lightly.That indistinguishable face was cold and haughty, so glamorous that it made people forget the vulgarity.

The soft and waxy voice of a young man asked: "Why did the prince go to all the trouble to put the ghost sword in Yumen Pass? Yumen Pass is so desolate, and the forces are intricate. What else is there besides sand?"

The man reclining on the couch is distinguished and extraordinary, with peacock and cloud brocade all over his body, misty shark gauze, golden crown for hair, white jade as hairpin, and soft white fox fur on his shoulders.

"There are also horse thieves, bandits, and caravans selling jade and silk. Most importantly, the land is sparsely populated and suitable for hiding."

Different from his noble and extraordinary status, King Min's voice was cold and calm, and when he spoke out of boredom, there was a hint of lazy contempt.This unfathomable indifference, coupled with his powerful status, has a strange charm.

He was reclining on the couch with indifferent browbones, and those handsome eyes did not look at Su Ying, who was so beautiful beyond gender, but focused on a flower in his hand.

To be precise, it was a branch of pink oleander.

Su Ying blinked, and said softly and harmlessly: "What is hiding? It's just a sword, what's not easy to hide?"

But he laughed lightly in his heart, this prince who is known as the Prince of Jiangnan and is the closest to the officials in Luoyang, is indeed as unpredictable as the rumors say.

In the private mansion of King Min in Yangzhou, a hot spring was built in the back garden, and even in winter, it was blooming everywhere.

However, with so many precious flowers placed there, Su Ying blinked and smiled sweetly, wanting him to send her a bouquet of flowers.

King Min was always bored, looking sideways at Su Ying with a flowery smile, his gaze was not sharp, but it made people feel an uncomfortable pressure.

Su Ying laughed so hard that her face almost froze. The man with dispensable jaws walked in lazily, but picked an oleander.

The moment she saw the flower, Su Ying's face almost twitched.Does he mean that in his eyes, he is a vicious beauty?

However, Su Ying didn't know whether it was out of anger, or in relief, that even this oleander plant, the King of Min didn't intend to give it to him, and walked out of the garden straight away to enjoy it.

Just so intently, seeing the present all the time, it was like being dazed, and I didn't know what to look at.

Su Ying sneered, playing with it for so long, she was not afraid of poisoning him to death.

The cold and lazy voice said: "What is hidden is not a sword, but a person who kills with a sword. The caravan inside and outside the pass is in charge of the First Alliance. If something happens, it must be very interesting. Are you thinking, Why hasn't the lonely king been poisoned to death?"

Su Ying's warm and soft smile was instantly stunned, his face was pale, his slender eyebrows were frowned, wronged and aggrieved, but his body immediately knelt down: "Su Ying dare not, why would the lord say that? Could it be that someone is doing harm to the lord?"

King Min didn't look at him, and slowly put the oleander he held high to his lips, kissed lightly intoxicated, with a smile that was not a smile: "Just kidding, why is Ah Ying so boring?"

Su Ying yelled at this lunatic in her heart, but she frowned on the surface. She had a clear and beautiful face of cold and arrogant, but she was begging for perfection, which made me feel more pitiful.

"Su Ying doesn't dare. The lord doesn't even have a shadow of Su Ying in his eyes, and it's no better than a poisonous flower. How dare Su Ying go beyond? Your joke, I'm sorry Su Ying can only be boring."

King Min tilted his head lazily, his eyes slanted to the face that was indistinguishable from male and female, transcending gender, and returned to the stale flower branch in just a moment.

"The person who draws charm really has the most beautiful appearance in the world. It's just, it's a pity, it's almost a charm."

Su Ying's face became paler, her eyes darkened slightly, and she asked, "What does your lord mean?"

"A beauty is like a flower. It would be a pity if she always had a self-sufficient and unparalleled face, like a gorgeous begonia without fragrance."

"Su Ying... has been taught."

King Min lazily said in a cold voice, "Why, are you not convinced?"

"Su Ying dare not." He laughed so hard that his face almost froze, this snake spirit didn't even look at it, but said he had a straight face?

"It's just that there is probably nothing in the world that is more perfect than this face. If you have seen the owner of this face, you will know what it means to have a real face. Don't say you have seen her in the world." There is no one who laughs, and it is less than one hand to have seen that face fluctuate occasionally."

The King of Min was playing with his oleander with little interest, quite gentle, with a good look, and said weakly: "Really? If you are talking about Gu Xiangzhi, then this king would not dare, her brother is too fierce Last time, I just asked Leng Luo from the Shenji Sect to invite someone to be a guest. The Shenji Sect almost disappeared from the rivers and lakes. Leng Luo knelt in front of my door for a day and a night. Fortunately, I have a wide network of people. I invited my childhood sweetheart Mu Jun Hou go to make peace, or I'm afraid I'll be annoyed to death."

Su Ying sneered inwardly, it's been three months, who doesn't know that this is Lin Zhaoyue's plot against their charmer?King Pianmin didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, he just gave in to Baidi City, and he didn't dare to expose the inside story of this matter in person.

However, I heard that Tianjilou is looking for the ghost sword's whereabouts recently.The ghost sword belongs to Qilin Villa, and the Baidi City is behind the Tianji Building, but the ghost sword is in the hands of King Min.

The King of Min seemed to say just now that Yumen Pass is suitable for killing people and hiding?Although this person has always been arrogant and domineering, he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and this matter seems to be aimed at the first alliance in the south of the Yangtze River, but the one who is responsible does not know whether it is Lin Zhaoyue or Gu Mowen.

It seemed that he was indeed not someone who was willing to suffer.

Su Ying secretly smiled, and couldn't stop the excitement of watching a good show. Anyway, no matter who lives and who dies in the end, he enjoys watching it very much.The Huamei organization will always be the winner.

In Su Ying's heart, all the people who can't appreciate or even yearn for his beauty are ghosts on his blacklist.

The first one was Lin Zhaoyue, who pierced his arm and poured soup on it, who was indifferent to his overtures.

Second, it is the King of Fujian.He actually said that he was a beautiful and fragrance-free crabapple, and would rather look at the oleander than look at him.

"Let's go, I'm tired." King Min said sadly, "Let Bai Wei come to see me."

Su Ying's eyes narrowed slightly, and she lowered her head coldly and reservedly: "The Charm Lord, she doesn't..."

"Gu Wang knows where she is better than you." King Min looked sideways, his half-down eyes were sharp and cold, and there was a strange joy in the coldness, which made people feel ominous.

Like a moody child who changes his face faster than turning the pages of a book: "Before noon tomorrow. Tell her, it's too late, and the lonely king will never want to see her again."

He paused, as if remembering something, and waved to Su Ying: "However, this face, the lonely king is real, and I don't want to see it again. You can change it, otherwise," his eyes drooped slightly , the smile was small, but the smile in his eyes was like honey, he raised the oleander lightly, and the petals caressed that cold face, "Otherwise, the lonely king will scratch your face with his own hands."

Su Ying didn't come to her senses until she walked out of the palace, her limbs were weak and her expression was empty.

In the world of ice and snow, he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he couldn't help shivering a few times.

That person's eyes seemed to turn red at that moment, it was scary.

Like a demon.