Proud Concubine Difficult to Train: My Palace Comes from Modern Times

---The iron fan is spinning in the air, making a sinister sound in the night. ---

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Hearing this, Jun Ziyan couldn't help laughing, since he was sent to this ghostly place, his title has been changing every day.First the general's wife, then Mr. Jun, the tea master Jun, and myself who was the lawyer of the court five days ago, and now I heard the address of "Mr. Jun" from this man who is not good for me!

Thinking about it, Jun Ziyan's originally tense nerves were replaced by the idea of ​​self-entertainment, and the smile on his lips became even bigger, and he said calmly: "Of course I am afraid, but, can you let Ziyan die clearly? On Huangquan Road, if When asked about the impermanence of black and white, Ziyan somehow has an explanation for them."

In the voice that sounded like ridicule, there was still the same frivolous and unruly.

The exposed lips of the silver man raised coldly, his enchanting eyes skipped admiration, and he picked up the fragrant tea he poured for himself. It didn't touch his throat, but he knew that the taste of the tea was very good. He sipped it lightly on his lips, as if He was dressed in light blue, as light as still water.

"Mr. Jun's determination made Wuming admire him very much. For a while, Wuming couldn't help but look vivid, but he was reluctant to kill you." The iron fan in his hand was suddenly placed on the table, and the cold voice could not tell whether he was moved or not.

"No name? At that time, Ziyan will know who is asking for debts on the road to Huangquan? It's not a big mistake. Alas--but Ziyan still doesn't understand why you want to kill Ziyan!" Gentleman Yan Quan glanced at the table. The iron fan on the bed was breathing heavily under the lamp, causing cold sweat to break out on her forehead.

"The nameless murderer never asks who is the employer? If you are satisfied with the killing money, you will accept it; if you are not satisfied, you will not accept it, that's all!" If you are satisfied, take one product and three sips, and make a cup by yourself in the meantime.

If it weren't for the murderous aura on his body that was too cold and heavy, Jun Ziyan thought for a moment that this person was talking to him.

"Oh? Ziyan is curious about how much he is worth? He can satisfy your Excellency!" Junziyan waited until the water in the stove boiled and then got up to pour a pot. There was a slight tremor.

"One million taels of silver!" The silverware man replied with a smirk, and the ending sound was full of murderous aura, rising and falling wantonly in the brewing room.

Jun Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, then slowly laughed: "100 million! It's indeed a tempting amount!"

As the sound fell, the cold sweat on the temples quietly slipped down. It seemed that he was dead this time, and he didn't know who was behind the scenes?Damn, she's done it all.

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"My lord, all the inns and post stations in the capital have been searched one by one, and there is no 'Iron Fan Nameless' haunting the city." A soldier said to Su Sha, who was sitting on a snow-white handsome horse.

Su Wangfu's [-] elite soldiers searched the whole city, but 'Iron Fan's Nameless' turned out to be nowhere to be found. For an hour, they were in vain.

Duan Mu clasped his fists and said: "My lord, maybe 'Iron Fan Nameless' hasn't left the capital yet."

"Impossible, the news of 'Wai Qian Pavilion' will not be wrong, the generals will obey the order, every place in the capital must be strictly guarded, and no suspicious person can be allowed to come and go." It's admirable.

"Your subordinates obey!" Duan Mu and the chief general did not dare to make mistakes, and immediately accepted the order with fists clasped!

Su Shajue's expression became more and more serious, and he clenched the hand holding the rein tightly, so painful that he didn't know it.

An ominous feeling suddenly hit him, his eyes turned dark suddenly, and he immediately galloped towards Yufengxuan.

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Yu Feng Xuan

The snow gauze cup in his hand was lightly placed on the table, and the silverware man sneered and said coldly: "Mr. Jun, Wuming has already drunk this tea. Why don't you take advantage of the time when the ugly time is approaching, and wait for Wuming to send you a ride!" The iron fan on the table was held up, and the light fan was opened, the movement was extremely sly, and half of the mask flashed.

Hearing this, Jun Ziyan's heart sank, his brow was full of sweat, his breathing was short of breath and uneasy, but he still forced himself to be calm, and said with a wild smile: "Your Excellency is so kind, it's really a shameful word!"

As soon as the words fell, the iron fan in the silver man's hand was thrown back, and the iron fan circled in the air, making a sinister sound in the night.

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::gt;_lt;:: Wanzi burst into tears~~ I am moved by heaven and earth, and I will send it to you in the fourth watch, and return home with a stick!Dear friends, please give the motor! (☆_☆)