Xiao Jiaojiao dressed as a powerful minister

Chapter 49 Exchange
The candlelight receded the shadow on the man's face, gradually revealing a clean and fair face.

This face is too amazing.

Then there is only one possibility.

"How do you know?" The woman moved her dagger forward a few minutes, and within a hair's breadth, she could touch Nanxu's fat-like jade neck.

That layer of tender skin can see blood with just a touch.

"Guess." Nan Xu said calmly, not panicked by the dagger on his neck, "Those people outside are here to look for you."

It turned out that she made a mistake, the person Baiyitangtang was looking for was not her, but the real oiran of Baiyitang in front of her—the disappeared girl Qingyuan.

Qingyuan sneered, "Since you already know, then I don't need to keep you."

She was about to strike, but found that Nan Xu was as calm as ever, without any fear.

The movement stopped unconsciously, and looked at Nan Xu suspiciously: "Aren't you afraid?"

Nan Xu smiled softly: "To tell you the truth, I was born soon, I just died sooner or later."

Where Qingyuan couldn't see, a flash of charm flashed in her eyes, while she wasn't paying attention, she grabbed her wrist and bent it to one side, Qingyuan let out a pain, and let go of her hand in an instant.

The dagger fell, and at almost the same time, Nan Xu caught it with lightning speed.

Clenching her palms, she took a step back, stretched out the hand holding the dagger, and laid it across Qingyuan's neck.

But with a snap of the fingers, the situation was reversed instantly.

"In this world, there are not many people who can fight against me, and there are almost none who are still alive today." Vermilion lips curled into a beautiful arc, and a slight snort appeared in the nasal cavity, "If you hesitate, you will lose , you are too soft-hearted."

She shouldn't have stopped just now.

Qingyuan didn't take it seriously, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Do you dare to do it? Have you ever killed someone?"

Judging by Nan Xu's attire, she is just a young lady who lives in a boudoir. They are used to being pampered. They stretch out their clothes and eat, and they are hugged by their families. How often have they seen the bloody storm outside.

She didn't believe that Nan Xu dared to kill her.

Nan Xu knew what she was thinking at a glance, and the upward arc of the corner of her mouth deepened.

With the knife in hand, a strong smell of blood immediately filled the air.

Screams sounded at the same time.

The expression on Nan Xu's face remained unchanged, as calm as a stone statue enshrined in a mountain temple.

"Miss Qingyuan won't think I'm talking nonsense, so don't blame me." She smiled openly, but it reflected the bright red on the blade of the dagger, which was inexplicably weird.

Qingyuan clutched her bleeding arm, her face was pale and terrified.

In the psychological game, how could Qingyuan be Nanxu's opponent.

She is what the people in the palace call—the little devil.

When Yun Qianyue was the most favored, she might not have much advantage over Nan Xu, let alone a little girl.

No matter how powerful Qingyuan is, can she compare to Miss Yun's family?
The panic was visible to the naked eye on Qingyuan's face, she only felt her lips were dry, and swallowed unconsciously, "You...you let me go, I can do whatever you want."

After finally getting out of Yunyue Terrace, avoiding so many thugs, and seeing Nan Xu's ruthlessness, he must not die here.

Nan Xu stretched her legs and kicked a small round stool next to her, and said coldly, "Squat down."

Qingyuan didn't dare to refuse, she squatted down with her arms folded.

Nan Xu took advantage of the situation and sat on the round stool, and began to interrogate Qing Yuan: "Why did you escape from Yunyue Terrace? Answer carefully."

Qingyuan glanced at the dagger, swallowed, and said, "A girl from a normal family, who wants to be reduced to a prostitute? Yunyuetai kidnapped me here to make money, why can't I escape?"

Nan Xu narrowed his eyes, and continued to ask: "But you are already the oiran of Baiyitang, and someone has spent a lot of money for you, why don't you learn from the previous oiran, if you meet a noble person, you can escape this cage?"

Compared with running away, it is obviously less risky.

For Nan Xu, nothing is more important than life. She married Shen Cijing, from another aspect, not just to live.

Qingyuan sneered: "My lord? Heh, trying to entrust one's life to a man is the most ridiculous thing in the world. Serving others with sex and following others' power is called lingering, not living."

Nan Xu lowered his eyelids, his pupils narrowed.

After a while, slowly put away the dagger.

"You're right, but everyone has their own destiny..."

Those who are still breathing, who don't want to live freely and unrestrainedly, to live the appearance they want, but life is forced to make compromises, to linger on.

All the bowing is for one day to be elated, but some roads are a lifetime without end.

People who want to see the prosperity of the world end up drowning in the sea of ​​corpses...

normal life.

"If I gave you a way out, what would you give in exchange?" Nan Xu looked at her sharply.

Everything has a price, and so does life.

Qingyuan's eyes lit up, she got up from the ground, "Really?"

"I have money!" She hastily took out a stack of bank notes from her bosom, which she had saved up in Yunyue Terrace over the years, in order to escape from that place one day and continue to survive.

"I don't want your money." Nan Xu said lightly.

Qingyuan was stunned, "No money?"

She got up and took out a bundle from the other side of the quilt, which she had hidden when she noticed that the secret room was opened.

Unpacking the bundle, Qingyuan flipped through a pile of clothes, and took out a slightly yellowed book from the bottom.

Holding it in his hand, with a reluctant expression on his face, he still gritted his teeth and handed it to Nan Xu: "This is the unique pipa score at that time. It is my most precious thing, and I will give it to you now."

However, Nan Xu was unmoved.

sheet music?There are many in the palace, as for what is unique, she is not interested.

Qingyuan's hand froze in place, "Miss, all my things are here, and there is really nothing else I can exchange with you."

But Nanxu still looked like he was not getting enough oil and salt, so he had to rummage through the baggage for a long time, trying to find other useful things.

"What is that?"

Following Qingyuan's movements, a bell rolled out of the clothes, and when it landed, a white bead unexpectedly popped out.

Qingyuan glanced at it from the corner of her eye, her expression frightened, she suddenly picked up the things on the ground, and tried to put them back into her bag.

Nan Xu felt that something was wrong, so she took a step forward, "Show me..."

"This won't work!" Qingyuan looked excited, and hid, tightly protecting the things inside.

"Why not." Nan Xu frowned deeper, feeling more and more strange.

You don't cherish the gold and silver music score, but you can't even look at a small bead?

She refused to let her go, but Nan Xu wanted to grab it. After the two fought, the beads flew into the air.

good chance!
Nan Xu's figure was extremely fast, and she reached out her hand to catch it, but she didn't notice that a piece of clothes wrapped around the candlestick, followed her movements, and fell from the table...

"Be careful!" Qingyuan exclaimed.

After reacting, Nan Xu hurriedly turned around and avoided.

The beads fell to the ground, shattered, and scattered white powder all over the ground.

The candlestick toppled over, exactly where the beads fell, and the flame met the white powder...

"boom!"

Like fire meeting fuel oil, the fire suddenly rises, illuminating the entire secret room.

"Be careful, it's poisonous!" Qingyuan covered her mouth and nose, not forgetting to give Nanxu a hand.

"What's going on?" Nan Xu also covered his face with his sleeve in time.

"That's Shuanghua Jin!"

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