After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 313 The Old Ancestor

Finally, Song Yao started to blame herself.

The color makes the mind faint!

Goose!
There is a paste in the brain!

Why bite his Adam's apple!
Feeling that the other party was getting closer to her, Song Yao hugged her head, covered her eyes, and squatted in the corner, "As long as I can hint psychologically, I can pretend that he can't see me! Can't see me, can't see..."

Stretching out a hand to stroke Song Yao's little hairy head, the corners of Jun Yan's lips curled slightly, "Look what I caught."

He stroked her chin, met Song Yao's vigilant gaze, and Song Yao swallowed subconsciously, "I, I, I, I am a performer, not my body, no, I, you...you can't hire child labor! You, you have to pay attention to me Physical and mental health and development!"

Seeing Jun Yan leaning over and getting closer to her, Song Yao gave up and spread out on the ground, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo points of effort Hunting for wild food... no, bah, bah, bah..." The child was so frightened that he was about to lose his language function!
Jun Yan raised his hand and pulled him up from the ground. When Song Yao's small body trembled and was about to run out, he took the lead into the inner room.

The bead curtain rang softly, and the impact of the pearls and emeralds was crisp and clear.

Song Yao bit the piece of candy in her mouth and breathed a sigh of relief. Her face and cheeks were bulging from the top of the piece of candy, and she stared at Jun Yan unblinkingly as she went to the pool behind the screen. The gown was hung on the screen again.

The sound of water sounded.

Song Yao was inexplicably guilty, and slightly rolled up her cuffs to hide the candy in her purse.

Then he publicly accused him behind the scenes——

This guy's concentration is really bad!
But she still sat on the chair, thought about the business, and said to him, "A few days ago, I contracted a street on the west side of the city, and I plan to do business. I will leave you two shops. Are you going to open a Babaozhai there?"

The sound of water behind the screen paused, and the other party's voice was hoarse and concise, "Yeah."

"Also," Song Yao thought of another thing, "Didn't you accompany me to the street behind the beauty salon to break open the bricks to look at the bank notes?"

"Later I went there again, and the other party gave me the silver ticket. I drew the picture of the magic soldier and asked the head of the Fu family to bring the silver. You know it too," Song Yao looked around, using his internal force to feel the money. After a while, there was no one around, and he muttered, "Your father likes to take advantage. If he knows that I made the map of the magic weapon, it may be the same as the prescription I wrote to cure snake venom before. I will give you a few words of praise and give me a few pieces of cloth." .”

"I'm not a child anymore, so I won't be dazzled by the dusty porcelain in the palace, and I can't take it out and sell it for money, it can only be used as a display."

"I made an agreement with the Patriarch of the Fu family. He will give me 10 taels of silver first for the weapon design, and after forging it, you can sell it to the imperial court. We will get [-]% of the profit."

Jun Yan behind the screen did not speak.

Song Yao went to knock on the screen, "Did you hear me?" She was a little annoyed, "I will tell you as soon as this matter is completed, anyway, you will be responsible for the weapon map in the end. Let's go, the Fu family will get the news, you don't need to look for Duanmuxi in the future, if you—"

"Song Yao." The man soaked in the cold water suddenly interrupted her.

Song Yao was stunned, "Huh?"

"Call me." His voice was hoarse.

"...I'm talking to you."

He gasped, "Call me by name."

"Jun Yan?" Song Yao stepped in without knowing.

"Well," he arranged for her, "keep calling."

"...Jun Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Song Yao murmured, only to hear the sound of water behind the screen pause for a while, and then it became clearer and louder, "Jun Yan, is there something wrong with you?"

"I'll call you... no," she is a doctor, Song Yao asked him, "Jun Yan, are you..."

Her voice lowered.

Behind the screen, Jun Yan breathed with scarlet eyes.

The little girl's delicate and soft voice rang in his ears.

Like a breeze blowing against his face, he was on the verge of extinction, his body trembled, the veins on the back of his hand resting on the edge of the pool bulged, and he finally fell.

"Jun Yan?"

Jun Yan closed his eyes and let out a breath.

Trembling and dizzy, he came out of the pool, feeling somewhat empty.

Can't help being irritable, when does Emperor Hui want his father to celebrate his birthday, at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, Si Tianjian's wedding day must be arranged for him as soon as possible.

Otherwise, they will all be dismissed and investigated, and they will all die.

He picked up the shirt he had draped over the screen.

Song Yao saw him coming out, "I just talked to you, did you hear me?"

"I know."

"Huh?" Song Yao was stunned.

"The blueprint sent by Duanmuxi," Jun Yan said, "if you take a look, you will know that it was drawn by you."

No way... Song Yao was surprised, "I didn't write, is it so obvious?"

Jun Yan pinched the center of his brows, "You didn't write, your drawings are charcoal drawings."

Song Yao: "..."

Sorry, forgot about this.

Although many painters are now groping for charcoal drawings and have found their way, Jun Yan has seen her paint. He knows how to paint, so he can naturally understand Song Yao's painting style.

"You know I painted it, so why didn't you come to me... No, I gave this painting to the Fu family. How did it end up in Duanmuxi's hands? I haven't heard that the Fu family has any relationship with Duanmu's family."

All her paintings were stolen?

That's not right, they were all stolen, why did the Fu family give her money!

"The Fu family has no contact with the Duanmu family. They probably stole the painting from the secret work they arranged in the Fu family."

It was only after he saw the painting that he realized that it belonged to Song Yao. Of course, "I went to Duanmu's house not only for this matter."

He took out a black scorched iris from the side, "Duanmuxi was assassinated, and the person who came here was indeed arranged by Dayan in Dayong. This iris is a flower planted by Dayan's Xuanxu sect."

If it is an ordinary meticulous assassination, it is difficult to become a powerful weapon. The Xuanxu sect... In this rumor, the immortals are of the same lineage, with hundreds of years of accumulated foundation, there are many capable people and different people, five elements of geomantic o It is hard to defend against the application of the condom.

Duanmuxi is fine, it's all because the amulet she bought worked at a critical moment.

Just like that, the forty guards that Duanmuji gave her all died tragically, and they didn't kill the killer who was alone in Duanmu's mansion.

"Father asked me to protect Duanmuxi. Apart from thinking that she can draw other magical soldiers to make the country rich and powerful, he actually asked me to inquire about the reality of the Xuanxu sect."

Jun Yan said to her, "As for the matter of the straw paper, I didn't say anything. First, it was because you had plans. Second, it was the assassination. Since someone is willing to fight against it, it's not easy to stop it."

Song Yao rolled her eyes, "Do something wrong and be a thief."

However, the Mysterious Faction...

Song Yao had suspected before that whether she had worn it back hundreds of years ago.Maybe, this Xuanxu faction was the one she had been with back then, but she couldn't prove whether she was their ancestor.

(End of this chapter)