Chapter 35: Young Master Jiang is not a bad person

Su Qinghan left the City Lord's Mansion and inevitably heard these gossips and saw some strange looks on the way.

Fortunately, she was strong-willed and didn't care much about it, and she quickly returned to the Su Mansion.

Everyone in the Su Mansion has been worried about Su Qinghan's situation these days, but they dare not go to the City Lord's Mansion to inquire.

Seeing her return, many tribesmen breathed a sigh of relief, but many people were also curious about what she had done in the City Lord's Mansion in the past few days.

Su Changkong and several clan elders immediately rushed to the courtyard pavilion where Su Qinghan usually stayed.

Including Su Qingyao who came to see her full of worry. Since such a big thing happened in the clan, Su Changkong couldn't let her leave the house for a few days.

There are many begonias and sycamores planted in the pavilions next to the pond. When the breeze blows, the leaves flutter, bringing a lot of coolness.

"Qinghan, are you okay..."

When Su Changkong arrived, Su Qinghan was in the pavilion, staring at the falling paulownia leaves in a trance.

She was still wearing the same plain white dress she had worn at the banquet that day, without any change. Her expression was cold and aloof, as if she were a lonely and cold mountain.

His voice was trembling, and his face was full of worry and self-blame.

"Sister, why...why did you come back just today? Were you...bullied by that bad guy?"

Su Qingyao followed behind Su Changkong, her jade-like face full of worry, her hands clenched tightly, and she spoke haltingly because she was too nervous.

"I'm fine, sorry to have made you worried."

Su Qingyao looked at her father and sister, and seeing their expressions that were too nervous because of worry, her heart warmed slightly, and then she shook her head softly.

"Are you really okay?"

Su Changkong still didn't believe it. He stayed away from the City Lord's Mansion day and night for so many days and nothing happened. He really didn't believe it.

"Sister, at the banquet, you did that for me..."

Big tears began to fall from Su Qingyao's eyes.

Su Qinghan gently rubbed her head and said softly, "Don't cry, it's really okay. When will your sister lie to you? You and father don't have to worry."

"Master Jiang...well, he is not what you think..."

Su Changkong was stunned by these words, and then he became even more distressed and said, "Father is sorry for you. He should have been more decisive and forcibly took you away. Did that guy force you to do something and not let you speak nonsense?"

Su Qinghan couldn't help but be speechless.

She knew that it was useless for her to explain it this way.

If she hadn't really come into contact with and gotten to know Jiang Lan, she probably wouldn't have dared to believe that the rumored son of the prime minister actually had so many unknown sides.

But this kind of thing concerns Jiang Lan's secret, so she couldn't say too much.

"Father, please don't speculate about Young Master Jiang's affairs. Anyway, he didn't bully me..."

Su Qinghan said softly, then rolled up her sleeves, revealing an arm as white and delicate as snow.

The dot of toad sand on it is as beautiful as a flower, clear and obvious.

Su Changkong was even more stunned. It was really hard for him to believe that with his daughter's beauty, Jiang Lan actually let her go and didn't attack her?

"Is this a game of playing hard to get?" he murmured.

Su Qinghan had a headache, so he had to calm down and repeat, "Father, be careful with your words. Don't ask too much about Mr. Jiang's affairs."

Su Changkong felt embarrassed for a moment, and seeing that Su Qinghan really didn't look like she had anything to do, he left so as not to disturb her rest.

The news that Su Qinghan joined the Daocangjian Sect had already spread in the Su family.

If Lin Fan had not assassinated Jiang Lan that day, the Su family would probably be holding a banquet and inviting guests from all over to share the happy event.

The Dao Cang Sword Sect is one of the four major sword sects in the current Great Xia Dynasty. Looking at the entire land of Jiuzhou, it is also a powerful Taoist sect with profound foundation and long heritage.

At such a young age, having broken through the fourth realm and reached the Zhaoyou realm, Su Qinghan's future can only be described as smooth and bright.

"I know you have a good relationship with Lin Fan, and he has bought you various gadgets and snacks many times before, but from now on, you must draw a line between you and him. He is the assassin who assassinated Master Jiang and is wanted by the Great Xia Dynasty. You cannot be implicated by him."

Su Qinghan looked at his sister and said softly.

On the way out of the City Lord's Mansion, she saw wanted posters posted on various bounty boards.

The crime of assassinating the prime minister's son is enough to make Lin Fan lose his foothold in the Great Xia Dynasty.

In addition to the reward issued by the governor of Jiangling County, many aristocratic families and sects also posted wanted notices in an attempt to capture Lin Fan and curry favor with the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Su Qingyao looked confused and asked, "Sister, how do you know these things?"

Su Qinghan glanced at her, shook his head slightly, and did not explain.

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The cosmetics boxes and other items placed in Su Qingyao's boudoir obviously could not have been brought to her by the maid, and considering her close attitude towards Lin Fan, it is not difficult to guess who brought them to her.

Why did Lin Fan scheme so hard to get close to Su Qingyao? "Sister, what happened these days? Why do I feel that your attitude towards that evil... Young Master Jiang has improved a lot?" Su Qingyao grabbed her arm and asked curiously.

"Has your attitude improved?"

Su Qinghan was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Su Qingyao could notice this abnormality.

But she did not deny it. The corners of her lips slightly raised a fleeting arc, and then she withdrew it, "Something happened that surprised me..."

"ah……"

Su Qingyao was stunned. What kind of answer was this? With her limited brain, she couldn't understand the difference between this and not saying anything.

Su Qinghan stretched out his hand and pinched her nose, saying, "In short, you have to remember that Young Master Jiang is not a bad person. I don't know what grudges there are between Lin Fan and him, but Lin Fan has been lurking in the Su family for so many years, hiding his strength and not making any moves. This is much more terrifying."

A person who would rather endure the heart-wrenching torture for so many years than hurt innocent people, even if he is bad, he can't be that bad.

Su Qingyao nodded in confusion, then said in a low voice a little embarrassedly, "Actually, when I first saw Mr. Jiang, I didn't think he was a bad guy..."

Su Qinghan was speechless. He almost forgot that this girl has liked pretty things since she was a child.

To put it simply, she is a typical beauty lover.

…

In the City Lord's Mansion, Jiang Lan, who was having a meal, felt that a lot of good luck was coming from nowhere.

Although the power of luck is illusory, after integrating the luck fruit, his perception of luck became stronger and more sensitive. He could even judge who it came from by sensing the "breath" of luck.

“It’s easy to take advantage of Su Qinghan, but it’s unlikely that the Qiyun Dao Fruit will mature to the second stage in a short period of time…”

Jiang Lan smiled in his heart. This heroine was smart, but she was also much simpler than he had imagined.

After dealing with Lin Fan, I wonder how much luck I can gain.

"Sir, as you instructed a few days ago, I have asked the governor of Jiangling County to inform the city lords of various places, asking them to send people to strictly monitor the drugstores and shops in the city. If anyone appears to be purchasing large quantities of flaming sun-attributed herbs, they should be controlled directly..."

Beside Jiang Lan, Uncle Ying was reporting the matter in a respectful tone.

(End of this chapter)