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

There is a reed marsh on the cliff.

Zhao Yan's outer shirt was torn, dangling on the reed.

He was pushed and shoved on the grass by Lu Jinglan.

A black steed quietly wagged its tail in the sunlight.

There was no one around.

Zhao Yan reached out to push Lu Jinglan back, but Lu Jinglan just smiled, "Zhao Changning, let me see, are you a fairy in human skin?"

The hem of the robe was almost torn into rags, revealing his white jade-like complexion under the rags.

Lu Jinglan's pupils concealed a harsh coldness.

The golden knife in Zhao Yan's hand was thrown aside by Lu Jinglan. He was pressed on the grass, and his cheek was scratched by the weeds on the ground.

"Lu Jinglan!"

The cold scabbard invaded the body.

Zhao Yan suddenly seemed to have been pierced through flesh and blood, biting her lower lip without making a sound.

The body that only landed in Lu Jinglan's arms was shaking uncontrollably, and blood mist appeared in his quiet eyes.

As if being involved in an embarrassing nightmare many years ago, the pain of such a body being split was tasted many years ago.

His hand unconsciously pushed back, Lu Jinglan's body was too heavy, heavy and heavy, like a mountain.

He began to pant quickly, hoarsely like the sound of leaves blowing in the wind.

He is in so much pain.

He hadn't experienced such pain for many years, so he opened his mouth and bit Lu Jinglan's neck, biting hard without letting go, tasted blood between his lips and teeth, and poured it down his throat.

Lu Jinglan didn't move, he just endured the pain on his neck without even frowning.

Zhao Changning, does it hurt?

But less than one ten-thousandth of his.

Who knows how he felt when he prayed to the past in the mass graves?

There are lonely mounds in the sky, and the vast Gobi, and he doesn't know which one is his blood relative.

He returned to the capital with handfuls of ashes of unknown origin, offering incense every year.

The monks in the temple were invited to perform the deliverance, and the Sanskrit scriptures were chanted everywhere, but they didn't know who the deliverer was.

Lu Jinglan approached Zhao Yan, and gently stroked his hair.

"Zhao Changning, don't be afraid, I won't touch you."

The young man smiled coldly, "You are too dirty."

So the strength in his hand became stronger, he grabbed Zhao Yan's long hair, quietly looked at the scabbard that he had drawn out, and said slowly, "Zhao Changning, you know that this time it was King Ning who made the move. , how can I forgive you."

Zhao Yan breathed weakly in Lu Jinglan's hands, so fragile that she seemed to be broken at the touch of a touch, yet she was still threatening.

"If you kill me, you will never know where your sister is."

Lu Jinglan's expression suddenly changed.

"Zhao Changning!"

Zhao Yan gasped for a moment, looked directly at him, and said word by word, "I sent people to look for them back then, but they didn't find you or your parents, only your younger sister."

"If you want to know Lu Chenshuang's whereabouts, please be quiet."

"Think of a way to get your sister to ask King Ning for a letter of divorce. You leave Prince Ning's mansion, and I will guarantee your family reunion. King Qin is not a fool. You failed in your actions. Do you think you won't settle accounts after the fall? In a few days, Prince Ning's mansion will be settled. It will be the next Lu family!"

It's been a long time since he spoke such a long word, he frowned subconsciously enduring the pain under his body, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Even his face was pale.

Lu Jinglan pointed a sapphire sword at Zhao Yan's throat, "Is there half truth in your mouth?"

Zhao Yan suddenly coughed again, "I swear on my dead mother, if Zhao Yan tells a half-word lie, the underground mother will never be reborn!"

Lu Jinglan knew Zhao Changning's feelings for Mrs. Zhao.

He moved his hand slightly, but he didn't take back the jade sword.

Zhao Yan said casually, "If you follow King Ning's wishes and kill me to silence you, you will never see Lu Chenshuang again in your life. I have a just in case, people from the Zhao family will directly chop Lu Chenshuang into pieces."

Lu Jinglan sneered, "How can I know that you won't cross rivers and tear down bridges? Who would trust you for someone like you?"

Zhao Yan was still limp on the ground, unable to even get up.

But his hand grasped the sharp edge of the sapphire sword, and without blinking his eyes, he let the tip of the sword cut his palm and meander down, "Lu Jinglan, trust me one last time."

Lu Jinglan trusted Zhao Changning once before, which cost the lives of hundreds of members of the Lu family.