[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

Black knights surrounded him.

All ears are the sound of war.

Zhao Yan's long hair was lifted up, and her whole body fell into the palm of the masked man headed by the horse.

Zhao Yan was forced to raise her head.

The afterglow in the mountains reflected on the cold eyebrows of the masked man.

The jaw was clamped tightly.

"Where did the little emperor go?"

Zhao Yan gritted her teeth and did not speak.

Someone saw his appearance and teased him, "This young man looks weak and weak, and he is not merciless in killing people. The brother who touched him before was chopped into pieces by him."

The masked man who imprisoned Zhao Yan suddenly let out a hoarse laugh.

He didn't speak either, the sword on his waist was inlaid with sapphire, with a peculiar texture, painted with five claws.

Zhao Yan glanced at it, feeling familiar, but couldn't remember where she had seen this green jade sword before.

The leading masked man pulled a strand of Zhao Yan's hair and played with it in his palm, but his pupils were hardened, "You can figure it out, don't play it to death."

He let go of his hand, and Zhao Yan was thrown to the ground, covered in dust.

More than a dozen riders surrounded them.

Knowing that there was no hope of escape, Zhao Yan held the golden knife tightly.

If there is a chance, at least he can use this golden knife to kill himself.

Someone on the black rider who was close to him jumped off his horse.

The strength that imprisoned Zhao Yan was like iron stone.

The masked men in black all jumped off their horses one after another.

These desperadoes pushed Zhao Yan into the dust, just like trampling a pearl into the mud.

With such an appearance, he was born to be used for obscenity.

Many people think so.

They killed countless people, some had their heads beheaded, and some were used to satisfy their evil desires.

The masked man who gave orders watched from the sidelines, and there seemed to be no emotion between his brows.

Until he heard Zhao Yan shout, "Lu Jinglan!"

The finger holding the sapphire sword suddenly moved, and a chilling killing intent suddenly burst out in his eyes.

The masked man came over with the reins, and the tall shadow covered a piece of sunlight.

So the people surrounding Zhao Yan separated from both sides, he raised his snow-white face with his hand, and put his other hand on the sapphire sword, and the sword came out of its sheath.

"Who were you calling just now?"

The person in the palm panted slightly, and his clothes were messy, "You are not Lu Jinglan, why are you wearing his green jade sword?"

Lu Jinglan once said that he wanted to be an unparalleled swordsman, but now he is reduced to a river crossing pawn.

Time kills people invisible.

The masked man met Zhao Yan's gaze, and finally waved his hands, "You all step back."

Everyone retreated in response.

The masked man tore off the covering.

A pair of ice pool-like eyes appeared under the indifferent eyebrows, the lips seemed to be thin, and the expression was like snow that had not melted for years.

Mr. Lu, who was crowned with Jinghua back then, had such a sparse character.

"Zhao Changning, please stay safe."

Lu Jinglan said so.

Zhao Yan had mixed feelings in his heart, his lips moved, and finally said, "It's King Ning."

King Ning is the eldest son of the first emperor. He was weak and sick since he was a child. He has enjoyed the position of honor for many years and has no involvement in government affairs.

When did they secretly hide such a group of well-trained black cavalry that even King Qin's army was almost helpless?

It turned out that after 20 years of keeping a low profile, what was waiting was the first spring hunt for the new emperor.

Zhao Yan is not a fool, after confirming Lu Jinglan's identity, it is not difficult to imagine the people behind him.

Lu Jinglan's older sister is Princess Ning.

When something happened to the Lu family, all the Lu family were exiled except Princess Ning, who was already in the royal family.

Later, I heard that a plague broke out in Lingnan.

Zhao Yan sent people to kill a few fast horses and went to Lingnan, only to get the news that Mrs. Lu died of the epidemic.

No one knew that the Lu family could be exiled alone because the late emperor gave Zhao Yan lenient treatment because of Zhao Yan's face.

Zhao Yan only begged the late emperor twice in her life.

The first time was to plead for the lives of the common people in the heavy snow, and the second time was just to save the lives of four or five hundred members of the Lu family.

According to the late emperor's wishes, there is no reason for exile, even Princess Ning will not be able to escape unscathed, and the entire family of the Lu family will be executed.

"Zhao Changning, you didn't sell the Lu family for the sake of power. At this time, you are desperately protecting the little emperor and pretending to be someone?"

"Could it be that he also climbed into the little emperor's bed?"

"Lu Jinglan!"

Lu Jinglan laughed shortly, with cold eyes, "Zhao Changning, the Lu family is sorry to the world, but never to you."

When the Lingnan plague broke out, people dug mass graves.

He went to Lingnan to worship every year, but he didn't know which one of the ten thousand monuments buried his parents, so he could only worship one by one.

This hate cone heart.

When the plague broke out, his elder sister Lu Chenyan opened up the joint without telling outsiders, and sent someone, but it was a step too late.

Only Lu Jinglan was found.

Since then, the young man who held the sapphire sword in his hand and wanted to walk the world with the sword has died.

The living Lu Sheng is just a lackey of King Ning.

When mountains and rivers meet, things change and people change.

When Lu Jinglan's sapphire sword pointed at Zhao Changning, he also forgot that the sword was used to protect him.

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