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Chapter 1 Qin Huai Xianggui
In the summer of the 24th year of the Qin Dynasty, the southern capital was on the banks of the Qinhuai River.

A cold, thin moon hangs low on the south side of the lonely arch bridge, with a thin curve.

The warm night breeze blew across the river, ruffling the stars all over the river, and was moved by the heavy oars, scattering countless bright and bright lights on both sides of the river.

Where the river was rippling, a dancer gently raised her arm, and the mist-red gauze sleeves fell smoothly from top to bottom. Her skin was like gelatin, and she looked back with a shy smile, taking in countless scenery.

The pipa was whispering, the huqin was singing softly, and from time to time there were glasses of wine clinking together on both sides of the river bank. The sound of clinking was mixed in, followed by the men's rude and unrestrained laughter and curses.

Where the red silk was swaying, a Hakka boat was slowly swaying in the infinite waves, heading towards the arch bridge.

No one saw that inside the wupeng, there was a cold and sharp sword light that was refracted by the water waves.

The cold light was filled with murderous intent in the eyes of the man holding the knife.

The bright and sharp blade reflected the woman's beautiful face, but it was quickly wiped by her fingertips as cold as ice picks.

"Ji Yuhan, you must like the feeling of dying among women, right?"

She cast her eyes on a fragrant pavilion not far away, and pointed the tip of the knife directly at the place where the singing and dancing birds were dancing, with a sneer on her lips.

She held a bloody jade pendant tightly in her left hand, and the scarlet hatred in her eyes burned like sparks!

At this time, there were a lot of shy voices in the incense pavilion, and through the mist-like gauze curtain, you could vaguely see the long and pine-like back of the young man surrounded by it, shining as brightly as the stars over the moon.

Ji Yuhan was half-lying on the cloud couch, resting his forehead with his hand. He held the jade cup and bottle in his other hand and shook it gently. A line of emerald green splashed out, rushing down across his jade-like neck, and then submerged like a trickle. Half-covered chest.

Seven points provocative, three points casual.

deadliest.

The corners of his eyes seemed to be in a drunken state.

The woman closest to him, wearing a red gauze, was holding a glass of wine and looking at him with a peach blossom face. Yingying stretched out her hand and said softly: "Mr. Ji drank the wine toasted by the other sisters. The only one left behind is Meier. Could it be that he despises the Nu family...?"

After saying that, Meier looked at Ji Yuhan with deep affection in her eyes, her peach blossom eyes seemed to be aggrieved and about to shed tears.

This situation would make any man feel distressed.

However, Ji Yuhan didn't know whether he was drunk or pretending to be confused. He just narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Mei'er. Then he lowered his head and smiled, and chuckled——

"It seems that Miss Meier is not going to let me go tonight? Huh?"

Although this tone sounded like flirting, in Mei'er's ears, it seemed to carry some majestic scrutiny.

She lives in lovemaking every day, what kind of man has she never seen?However, the man in front of her today, whom Magistrate Zhou asked her to serve, seemed to always have something in his words, as elusive as an abyss.

Meier was slightly startled, and a trace of fear flashed across her face, but she soon calmed down.

She held the wine cup and moved lightly, her body softened as if she was a little drunk, and she fell right into Ji Yuhan's arms.

Ji Yuhan's eyes narrowed deeper, with a hint of disgust.

But in the next second, as if subconsciously, he grabbed Mei'er's waist and pulled her into his arms.

Meier let out a cooing sound just right, feeling happy in her heart.

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