Concubine Yao, you are too presumptuous!

Southern Chu Kingdom, at the bottom of Tianjue cliff, Jueyin Pavilion.

Because of Leng Moyan's summoning, Gong Lesi went up to the top floor of the attic, and that person was standing by the window, letting the cold wind from outside the window pat her cheek.

"Master."

Gong Lesi respectfully called out Leng Moyan, Gong Lesi is not the most beautiful in Jueyin Pavilion, but she is also extremely beautiful, as beautiful as Zhilan, gentle and gentle, clean and elegant, like Xiaolu Narcissus, and her temperament is also gentle , it is unbelievable that this person is the number one killer of Jueyin Pavilion Gongqi.

"Le Si, how many times have you fought against the people from Fenglin Villa, and how much do you know about their martial arts?"

Leng Moyan turned around, and at this time Leng Xiaowu was quietly staying aside. Generally, as long as Leng Moyan had business to do, she would never mess around and would stay aside like a kitten.

"Some ordinary moves are still clear to the heart, and the higher-level ones, such as Yufeng swordsmanship, know the shape but don't understand the meaning."

Gong Lesi's understanding of martial arts is very high, she can figure out the routines of the moves as long as she fights once, not to mention fighting several times, she also understands the ordinary swordsmanship of Fenglin Villa.

"I want you to use these ordinary moves to kill a few people without leaving any openings."

Leng Moyan said slowly, she was always at ease when Gong Lesi did things, but this time she was going to use Fenglin Villa's moves, so she had to remind her.

Gong Lesi stood where she was, and waited for a while, but she didn't see any movement from Leng Moyan. Normally, she would give herself some information about the target, but this time she didn't give herself anything.

"Understood, who are they?"

Gong Lesi was stunned for a while, and naturally understood that this was not a commission, but a task given by Leng Moyan.

"Lu Ming, the young man of the Six-Pearl Ministry of Officials, Zhang Shaoling, the young man of the Four-Pearl Ministry of War, and Li Zhishou, the servant of the Five-Pearl Ministry of Rites."

Leng Moyan spoke coldly, but Gong Lesi frowned. This was all ordered by the court, and she didn't know what Leng Moyan was planning, but she didn't ask too many questions.

"Yes."

Gong Lesi responded, turned around and left, while Leng Xiaowu approached Leng Moyan at this moment.

"Mo Yan, sister Qing."

Leng Xiaowu tugged at Leng Moyan's sleeve, and when Leng Moyan turned his head, those indifferent and heartless dark purple eyes instantly softened.

"Your sister Qing is all right. She is always out of tricks and what can happen."

Leng Moyan smiled slightly, comforting the restless person, and only after hearing Leng Moyan's words did Leng Xiaowu feel at ease.

Because of Gong Xianqing's ability, Leng Moyan felt at ease and entrusted her with the task of sneaking into the palace.

"Mo Yan, hungry."

Leng Xiaowu rubbed her stomach, and said aggrievedly, and Leng Moyan realized that she had been thinking about one thing since the morning, and now she realized that Leng Xiaowu, like herself, had never eaten the whole morning. something.

"Let's go, let's go eat."

Leng Moyan took Leng Xiaowu's hand and walked downstairs to the attic.

In this precipitous place, Leng Moyan's gentleness can only be given to one person.

Five days later, Southern Chu Kingdom, the Imperial Palace, and the Hall of Qianhe.

"Lu Ming, Zhang Shaoling and Li Zhishou were killed at home."

When Emperor Wen received the notification, he immediately called Nan Qianmo over to discuss, and the court ordered the official to be killed, which had already caused panic in the court.

And Nan Qianmo got the news even faster than Emperor Wen. She had asked Yunran to send someone to investigate the cause of the three people's deaths. More importantly, these three people were all confidants of her court. Obviously, The murderer targets himself.

"Emperor, start to replace the candidates first, and then send the Criminal Department to investigate."

Nan Qianmo's rhythm was also disrupted, but she soon knew what to do. This kind of ability to stabilize the situation with a few words is beyond the reach of Emperor Wen.

"Understood the queen mother."

Emperor Wen paused, and continued: "Mother, the courtiers are panicking now, saying that they don't know what people in the world have offended the court, which led to the killing of the court ministers. It's just that the courtiers think that what they do now will increase the courtiers' guesses, son. The minister wants to say that the killing of the three people was caused by overwork, and then allow the courtiers to take two days off to avoid such incidents from happening again, at least it can calm the hearts of the people."

Nan Qianmo patiently listened to Emperor Wen's words, thought for a while, and said, "Well, just do it."

Emperor Wen was delighted when he heard Nan Qianmo's approval, so he asked people to do it.

The imperial palace, Fengluan Palace.

Ever since Nan Qianmo came back from Qianhe Hall, his brows have been furrowed.

"Yunran, what's the result of the investigation?"

Nan Qianmo let out a long sigh, the coldness in his eyes made one's hair stand on end.

"Yunqian has sent people to investigate. The three adults all died under the sword moves of Fenglin Villa."

Yun Ran respectfully reported the information she got, while Nan Qianmo raised her eyebrows and said coldly, "Fenglin Villa?"

Nan Qianmo raised his hand to pick up the tea cup at hand, but he just held it in his hand and didn't drink it.

"Aijia remembers the investigation results of Biluo Palace the year before last, Fenglin Villa is Feng Ziye's influence, isn't it?"

At that time, Nanqianmo asked Bi Luogong to investigate various Jianghu sects, and Fenglin Villa was the number one villa in the world. Midnight has a lot to do with each other.

Later, Nanqianmo placed bright and dark stakes, and learned that Fenglin Villa was Feng Ziye's power, so she was always on guard against Feng Ziye.

"Yes queen."

Yun Ran replied, and Nan Qianmo brought the teacup to her lips, took a sip, and saw the heat rushing past her eyes, melting the frost and snow in her eyes, but she sneered.

"Although I don't know why he dared to touch someone from the Ai family, since that's the case, the Ai family should let him know who he can't provoke."

Nan Qianmo was angry, and the sneer with a bit of flattery on the corner of her mouth proved that Yunran had been serving her for a long time. This was Nan Qianmo's rare anger over the years.

"Aren't Yunqian and Yuelang too busy recently?"

Nan Qianmo put the teacup on the coffee table at hand, making a crisp sound.

"Let them go to 'visit' Fenglin Villa!"

Nan Qianmo closed her eyes, holding back the anger in her heart, and Yun Ran beside her responded, and when she was about to deliver the order, she saw a familiar person gradually approaching from Fengluanmen.

"Queen, Concubine Yao is here."

Yunran reminded Nan Qianmo, and Nan Qianmo opened his eyes, the coldness in his eyes dissipated, and a smile that seemed to be a smile was not a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Gong Xianqing came to greet Nan Qianmo as usual, but Gong Xianqing was still sensitive to Nan Qianmo's bad mood today.

"The Queen Mother is in a bad mood today?"

As soon as these words came out, Nan Qianmo was not emotional, but Yun Ran raised his eyebrows. Nan Qianmo's disguise can be said to be perfect, how did this person find out.

"Concubine Yao is too worried."

Nan Qianmo was still smiling, as if everything could be melted into her smile, but the coldness in her black eyes still made Gong Xianqing very concerned.

"So... the concubine will leave."

Gong Xianqing bowed to Nan Qianmo, and when she was about to turn around and leave, Nan Qianmo paused, and said to Gong Xianqing, "Concubine Yao."

Gong Xianqing stopped the steps she was about to move away, and looked at Nan Qianmo suspiciously.

"Didn't you make pastries today?"

Nan Qianmo's eyes dodged for a moment, but Gong Xianqing evoked a bright and charming smile, as if I knew you were in a bad mood.

"Yes, the concubine will send it over later."

After Gong Xianqing finished speaking, she left Fengluan Palace, and just stepped out of Fengluan Gate, Ning'er who was beside her asked, "Your Majesty, didn't you say that there are not enough materials today, so you won't be making pastries?"

Gong Xian gave Ning'er an innocent look, and said with a smile: "Little gossip, go and send some materials to Feng Gongfang!"

Ning'er was stunned, then nodded again and again: "Oh, I understand."

Three days later, Southern Chu Kingdom, Huzhou, Yanyu City, and Fenglin Villa.

Long swords were displayed at Fenglin Villa, and they lined up in formation, looking at the people standing on the wall with wary expressions.

There were several women standing on the wall, one of them was wearing a light blue long gown, and held a long green sword in his hand. There was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

"Light-colored gown, Biyun sword, sword fairy Yunqian, what do you want to do with your posture?"

The one who spoke was Feng Shi, the owner of Fenglin Mountain Villa, standing in the center. He had a good appearance, a beard on his chin, black and white hair, sword eyebrows and handsome eyes, a heroic posture, a black shirt, and a ruby ​​wrench on his thumb.

"Yun Qian led Biluo Palace to pay homage to the village."

Yun Qian's voice was calm and soft, her tone was like a frosty moon, clear and cold, making people feel a chill in their hearts.

Feng Shi half-closed his eyes, his eyes were sharp and cold, and said: "Is this the etiquette of Bi Luo Palace?"

Feng Shi thought about it, he had never had any interaction with Biluo Palace, and they were probably here to cause trouble.

"The etiquette of Biluo Palace is that there is no etiquette."

With Yun Qian's words, several women around him rushed down, leaving only Hua Yuelang in a pink gown beside him.

"I don't remember provoking Bi Luo Palace."

The Pluto sword in Feng Shi's hand was unsheathed, and the golden ink-colored long sword emitted bursts of cold light.

"Take it as me to provoke you, okay?"

Yun Qian didn't like to listen to the morals of the rivers and lakes, and didn't like to talk about them. She landed on the martial arts field of Fenglin Villa by herself, with a cold light shining from the Biyun Sword in her hand, and her clothes fluttered.

"We're really busy..."

Hua Yuelang smiled, her face was pink, she was very delicate and charming, if she hadn't held a fan that could kill people, all the male disciples in Fenglin Villa would have been overwhelmed by it.

The red sky fan in Hua Yuelang's hand flew out, and she immediately pulled out a green fan from her waist and chased after it, only to see the red sky fan flying towards one of the disciples, who blocked it with a sword.The sharp awl at the end of the core bone of the red sky fan hit the sword body, making a clang sound, and even burst out a few sparks.

With this sound, the scene of Biluo Palace making a big fuss in Fenglin Villa is about to begin.