Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

The sky is high and the clouds are light, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the breeze is blowing gently, and the leaves are falling.

A white heavy fringed carriage was parked in the mountains without showing the mountains and water. On the roof of the car, a man was sitting recliningly, his white clothes poured over the roof, his eyebrows were full of charm, and a scarlet cross scar on the left cheek added to his aura. Very seductive.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth at this moment, he looked faintly at the young man in brocade clothes surrounded by four burly men in the distance.

The young man clenched the cold sword in his hands, and his pink and jade-carved face showed a stubborn defense, but the fear in his eyes betrayed his disguise.

The four men finally moved, and the cold swords in their hands stabbed at the young man in brocade.

The young man raised his sword to block from left to right, and leaned over to avoid the deadly sword strike behind him, but his arm was cut open by the front sword edge, and the purple robe was immediately stained with blood.

He groaned in pain, the sword in his hand fell weakly, and he knelt on one knee with his left hand covering his injured arm, beads of sweat were already overflowing from his forehead.

The man in white was shocked when he saw this, originally he just wanted to teach him a lesson, so that he would know the dangers of the world, but who knew that he was so weak that he couldn't even deal with a few men?

Thinking, he tapped the roof of the car with his toes, and the white clothes were flying in the air, but seeing the flash of the sword, he reached out to pick up the boy on the ground, and landed lightly.

The man pulled the boy into his arms, blocking his view.

Unexpectedly, the young man stubbornly opened the cloud sleeves in front of his eyes, and the scene in front of him made him stunned, and the astonishment suddenly appeared in the dark pupils.

Although the men just now maintained the standing posture just now, the heads on their necks disappeared. At this moment, a stream of blood gushed out from their necks, pouring down the sky, which can be called extremely bloody.He couldn't bear the churning in his stomach anymore, turned his head to one side, and vomited.

There was the sound of a body crashing to the ground behind him.

The man sighed softly, "Didn't I tell you not to look?"

As he spoke, he put the cold sword that was not stained with a drop of blood into its scabbard.

Anyone with a little bit of common sense in the world will surely recognize that the sword is Guisi, and Guisi sword represents in the world: Killing Unforgiven

The young man vomited out all the filth in his stomach and felt much better at the moment. He raised his eyes and glared at him angrily: "Why did you kill them?"

"Because they deserve to die!" The man replied calmly, as if human life was worthless in his eyes.

He looked at the boy's arm, took out a white scarf embroidered with orchids from his cuff, turned around and walked towards the river, not caring that the river water soaked his clothes, squatted down and wet the white scarf.

The boy was surprised!Yeah, they're going to kill themselves.However, I never said that I wanted to kill them!Moreover, such a cruel and fierce swordsmanship can actually cut off the head with one sword.

He watched the man in white walking towards him, the Prime Minister Xiao who was berating Fang Qiu on the court hall, Xiao Qianyou.

There was a voice in my heart telling me to stay away from him, but my body didn't listen to me, my legs were like lead, and I couldn't move at all.

"Take off your clothes." Xiao Qianyou looked at the frightened young man in front of her and said in a deep voice.

"No!" The boy stubbornly turned his head slightly.

"If you don't take care of your wound, it won't be as simple as festering." Xiao Qianyou had a casual expression.

The young man looked at the wound on his arm upon hearing this, and the blood was clotted at the wound.Reluctantly, she took off her coat, and a tube of fireworks fell out of her arms. She reached out to pick it up, but Xiao Qianyou picked it up first.

"Since there is a signal from the hidden guard, why not use it? If I hadn't shot just now, would you really have died here?" Xiao Qianyou asked with a gentle expression.

As he spoke, he gently tore off half of the blood-stained white sleeve, and wiped away the coagulated blood around the wound with a white towel.

"It's a hundred years of death here." The young man's voice was as thin as a mosquito's foot, but Xiao Qianyou still heard it.

He tore off a piece of clean gauze from his white sleeves, and said angrily: "So this humble minister is meddling in his own business?"

The teenager obviously didn't want to get entangled in this issue. "Why are you here?"

"Passing by." Xiao Qian said two words calmly.

"Will the dignified Prime Minister of Yasukuni pass by this wilderness? Do you think I'm a child?" The young man curled his lips and snorted coldly.

Xiao Qianyou bandaged the boy's wound, "His Royal Highness Jinsu, the sixth prince of Yasukuni, can be here, why can't a mere prime minister be here?" He said as he tied the white gauze into a beautiful bow, smiling softly and harmlessly, " Moreover, His Highness is indeed not of age!"

Jinsu was speechless, and was even more speechless when he saw the bow tie. Although he had to admit that he wrapped it up very beautifully, he was still a man anyway, so he thought about taking it off.Xiao Qian said leisurely: "Your Highness's wound is bleeding again, and I don't care about it." Dispelled his thoughts.

Thinking of something suddenly, Jin Su's eyes were full of anticipation. "Father asked you to come?"

"No." Xiao Qianyou saw the boy's pupils dimmed, "It's getting dark, I can only rest here tonight, and I'll go back to Jingzhao tomorrow."

"I don't want to go back." Hearing this, Jin Su stepped back a few steps, with a stubborn and defensive expression on his face.

Seeing his resistance, Xiaoqian sighed carelessly. "If you want to attract your father's attention, you should stay in the palace and study hard. Doing such things that harm others and yourself is really worrying."

Jinsu's heart sank when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at the frozen corpses of servants over there. They all followed him out and were killed.I have always been a villain, and none of the people around me have a good end.

Mother concubine, younger sister, all the eunuchs and court ladies...

"What's the use of studying well? I'm just a scourge, always bringing disaster. He'll never see me."

The person he called his father, that high-ranking king, didn't even look him in the eye.

Xiao Qianyou wanted to say something to comfort him, but in the end she didn't know what to say, "As His Highness wishes, I will not return to Jingzhao, but now I have to find something to fill my stomach." After saying that, she walked towards the river.

Jin Su was slightly startled, he didn't expect Xiao Qianyou to be so talkative, did he blame him?Turning his head to look at the corpses all over the place, frowning slightly, he quickly followed him.

Xiao Qianyou stopped by the river, jumped up lightly, with no wind in her clothes, and tapped the water surface with her toes, but the lake surface was completely motionless, without any ripples.

I saw him leaning over to catch it casually, and when he returned to the shore, he already had a fish as wide as a tail and a palm in his hand.

Watching him draw the sword in his hand, raise the sword and drop it, remove the scales of the fish, and dissect the belly of the fish.

His movements were clean and unsloppy, and it was difficult to associate him with the Prime Minister Xiao who had one person under the imperial court and held the power of life and death in the world.

Jinsu even wondered if Xiao Qianyou's family sold fish before entering the court?Thinking of Xiaoqianyou wearing a dress and fighting those lively fish, she couldn't help but chuckle.

Xiaoqianyou gave him a strange look when she heard the sound, is she so funny?He ignored him, took out the flint and steel in his arms, and lit the pile of dry wood.Thread the processed fish with wooden sticks and put it on the fire to bake.Sit on the ground by yourself.