That's what villains are like

Chapter 9 Mr. Jiang is a Gentleman
"In the rumors, it is said that Mr. Jiang is sensual and unrestrained. Seeing him today is really surprising. Sure enough, the son of the dignified Prime Minister is really a simple person."

Su Qinghan's beautiful eyes were clear, and he picked up the teacup in front of him with his jade hands, raised his fair and snow-white neck like a white swan, and drank it down in one gulp, as if he treated it like wine.

The disaster was caused by herself. If she was more ruthless, she could completely abandon the family, no matter how Jiang Lan threatened her.

But her conscience prevents her from doing such a thing...

Even just now, Su Qinghan was still thinking that if he ruined his face, Jiang Lan should have no interest in him.

However, relying on the powerful position of the Xiangguo Mansion, it should be possible to find the best doctor to restore her to her original state.

It was impossible to escape such a fate anyway, so she was naturally too lazy to pretend.

Jiang Lan sighed lightly, and said, "Why does Miss Qinghan look so unlovable? I have always been fond of beauty, and the most I can't see a beautiful woman's heartbroken frown. The more you are like this, the more I will feel guilty."

Su Qinghan stared at him blankly, then parted her lustrous red lips slightly, and after a long time, only uttered two words, "Shameless."

Jiang Lan shook her head slightly and stood up.

Su Qinghan thought that he made some moves and wanted to belittle himself.

Like a frightened little rabbit, the whole person hurriedly got up and avoided it.

It was obvious that Jiang Lan was just an ordinary person with no cultivation base, but she was a practitioner of the fourth realm, the Illuminating Nether Realm, and her strength was many times stronger than him.

But facing him now, it was like facing a fierce tiger.

However, at the next moment, seeing Jiang Lan's actions clearly, Su Qinghan was stunned, and even felt a little flattered.

Jiang Lan picked up the steaming teapot on the red clay stove and filled the empty teacup in front of her.

That clean and slender palm had distinct bones and fingers, but for some reason, it was a little too thin and pale.

Su Qinghan stood there, silent for a while, and in his capacity, he poured tea for himself like this

What does this mean?

Jiang Lan sat back, looked at Su Qinghan, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Miss Qinghan, are you afraid that I will poison it?"

"Don't worry, the tea is the best lake dragon, Biqing, in Daxia. It not only has the effect of calming the mind, but also helps practitioners to sort out the aura in the body and remove the chaff from the chaff."

"The tea is also taken from the Tianchi Hanshui on the top of Chi Yaozong Mountain, which has a history of tens of thousands of years, and the annual tribute is less than a hundred catties..."

In fact, there is no need for Jiang Lan to say, just now Su Qinghan regarded it as ordinary tea, and when he drank it in one gulp, he already felt special.

The aura in his body has already operated on its own without being urged, and the foundation of some emptiness caused by the breakthrough today, even under the self-organization of the aura, has been methodically stabilized.

This seemingly simple tea, whether it is tea or tea, is a spiritual thing that practitioners dream of.

For a while, Su Qinghan couldn't tell whether he was envious or numb. Jiang Lan was an ordinary person with no cultivation despite having such superb resources and background...

Ordinary people without cultivation?

Suddenly, Su Qinghan felt as if he had caught something.

With the powerful status of the Xiangguo Mansion, even an ordinary pig can be allowed to embark on the road of cultivation and possess impressive cultivation strength.

However, Jiang Lan is really an ordinary person, and even his body, in Su Qinghan's view, is worse than many ordinary people. He is deficient in Qi and blood, pale in complexion, thin in stature, and recovers from a serious illness.

Is there really nothing weird about this?

"Miss Qinghan, don't worry, if I poison the tea, you have already been tricked just now, and you will be paralyzed by the side, and I will let you do whatever you want."

"Although I'm not a bright and upright person, I can't do this kind of thing that takes advantage of others' danger."

"And at this moment, if I do something to you, do you think you have the ability to resist?"

Jiang Lan's leisurely voice interrupted Su Qinghan's thoughts.

He was playing with the cup, his posture was very casual.

"Young Master Jiang is indeed a gentleman."

Jiang Lan's words made Su Qinghan's flawless fair face a little annoyed and rosy, and responded.

She really didn't think about that. If Jiang Lan really poisoned her, she really had no way to deal with it, and even, as Jiang Lan said, she would be arbitrarily abused by him.

Putting aside the prejudice at the beginning, Jiang Lan, a second-generation ancestor with certain "principles", is at least not so useless.

Jiang Lan chuckled in his heart, if it wasn't for Su Qinghan's sword fairy master and the follow-up issue of the heroine returning home, he wouldn't be so troublesome.

No matter how sweet the twisted melon is, it still quenches thirst.

Among the pavilions, the tea is mellow and mellow, the mist is lingering, and the moonlight falls under the night, which is a bit of a dusty artistic conception.

Su Qinghan was dressed in a plain white dress, sitting upright, with a slender figure, exquisite and graceful, with well-proportioned flesh and bones, just right.

From the bottom of her heart, she definitely didn't want to sacrifice herself to Jiang Lan, but at least for now, don't offend him again.

Jiang Lan guessed what Su Qinghan was thinking, and there was a calm smile on his face from the beginning to the end.

If Su Qinghan's tense expression and the chains under his feet were ignored, outsiders who didn't know would look at this scene and think the two were having a tryst.

"There are assassins."

"Protect the young master."

Suddenly at this moment, there was a sound of fighting not far away, accompanied by a burst of shouting.

A strange figure in coarse linen clothes appeared there, and was kicking the guards into the pool.

Su Qinghan in the pavilion was stunned.

Are there really assassins?Did he come to assassinate Jiang Lan?Or to save her?
It's just that she has never seen this strange man before.

"Protect Young Master."

There was a shout of anger, and a large group of Jiang family guards quickly appeared around the pavilion, all of whom were in the three realms of Linghai realm.

This force, if you look at any city, can be called the elite of the elite.

"Out of control."

The person who came was naturally Lin Fan.

It's just that he didn't expect that Su Qinghan was imprisoned in the dungeon. Who would have thought that she would be able to see her and the second generation ancestor sitting and drinking tea in the pavilion at night, looking safe and sound.

While he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, there was still a kind of anger that could not be concealed.

Lin Fan's eyes were cold, and he strode forward without any fear, with a tyrannical sword intent lingering around him.

He used his palm instead of the sword, and with just a wave of his hand, terrifying power would surge out, and the gushing out sword intent was as real as it was, with a compelling edge.

puff……

The moment the guards rushed over, they all seemed to be pierced by long swords, and blood gushed from their limbs, making it difficult to get close to him by half an inch.

(End of this chapter)