"Ah!" Qian Hun was stunned. Thinking about it, since Qian Hun made his debut, no matter in the martial arts world or in the court, didn't everyone give him some face?

Wantongtang is also well-known in the martial arts world. Just shouting out his name "Thousand Faces of Silver Soul" is enough to shake the martial arts world. Except when he is in a bad mood, no one really treats him...

But on second thought, this woman even dared to slap me in the face, so this was already polite to him. At least the order to leave was given with her mouth, not her foot.

"Hey, then you take a rest. I'm leaving first. Bye!" Qianhun greeted with a smile and disappeared into the night with a whoosh.

She closed the door, washed up briefly and lay down on the bed, thinking, it seems that she is going to hire someone again. Wouldn't it be very insecure if anyone could come into her room casually?

Lan Shuiyao felt that someone was following her when she went out. The more crowded the place, the stronger the feeling became.

Lan Shuiyao groaned coldly, and quickly slipped into a small alley and jumped over the wall. Soon, two men dressed in shorts rushed into the alley and chased after her.

After getting rid of the people who were pursuing her, Lan Shuiyao wore a bright red dress, applied a light powder, and held Leng Yichen's fan in her hand. She stood in front of the door of Leng's mansion, looking extremely dazzling, exaggerated, and beautiful.

The gatekeeper stared blankly at the beauty standing in front of him, his saliva dripping down to his chin.

There was another person waiting to see the doorman, who hurriedly stuffed a silver ingot into the doorman's hand. The doorman waved his hand and said, "Wait!" and was about to go in to report.

"Young man, please stay. Please inform the owner of Lanshuilou, Lan Shuiyao, that she wants to see you!" She winked.

, Lan Shuiyao said in a sweet voice.

She has always known how to use her own means to get things done. In her words, she would never spend money if she could avoid it!

The gatekeeper immediately ran in to report, more enthusiastic than taking the silver! Soon, the gatekeeper came back and invited her in.

"Hmph! Vixen!" The man who had just spent the silver spat fiercely onto the ground.

Lan Shuiyao turned around and laughed softly, "Thank you for the compliment! Rosacea!"

It turned out that the man had an extremely ugly, red nose.

"You..." The man stomped his feet angrily.

Lan Shuiyao gracefully stepped into the gate of Leng Mansion. That man should feel lucky, if it weren't for her, Lan Shuiyao, who had no money and never took action, his head would have been gone long ago!

"Please!" The servant invited Lan Shuiyao into the hall. In the hall, Leng Yichen was sitting on the side seat, and a man was sitting on the main seat. When he saw her come in, he smiled cruelly, "My concubine, we are really destined to meet!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Shui Yao's eyes for a moment. She didn't expect that Yue Nanchen was also here!

Leng Yichen was also slightly stunned, then smiled charmingly, with a strong hint of flattery, "So Miss Lan and the prince are from the same family? No wonder I told Miss Lan to wait in the side hall, but the prince insisted on meeting her!"

So that's why. No wonder she met Yue Nanchen. Logically speaking, if there were distinguished guests, the servants would not have brought her to the hall, especially since Leng Yichen had given up the main seat, which showed that he was afraid of Yue Nanchen.

"I want to know what my concubine wants to see Prince Leng for!" Yue Nanchen slowly raised the corners of his lips, his eyes filled with cold air.

He looked at the gorgeously dressed Lan Shuiyao and smiled coldly.

Lan Shuiyao stood in the hall, slowly stretched out her slender jade-like fingers into her sleeves, took out a paper fan, and opened it with a snap.

With a smile on her lips, she looked at the two words "romantic" on the fan, "Prince Leng sent this to me, saying that he wanted me to have a chat at the Leng Mansion. It just so happens that I just divorced my husband, and I have no position left. I feel lonely, so I came here as invited."

As soon as Lan Shuiyao said this, the two men in the hall changed their expressions, but the content of their expressions was different. One was filled with fear, the other was filled with anger. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.

Leng Yichen quickly laughed it off and bent his head to explain to Yue Nanchen, "It's my fault. When I saw Miss Lan without a bun in the gambling house that day, I thought she was an unmarried lady, so I was bewitched for a while..."

"Really?" Yue Nanchen asked coldly, as if judging the truthfulness of his words. His cold eyes swept from his face to Lan Shuiyao's face.

“Humph!” Lan Shuiyao snorted coldly, “So this is the only thing that Prince Leng is capable of. He pretends to be a great man outside, but isn’t he just a small shrimp in front of Prince Yongnan? Prince Leng, I’ll return the fan to you. See you later!”

Lan Shuiyao raised the corners of her lips coquettishly, with sarcasm in her eyes. She threw the fan to Leng Yichen, then turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a strong wind came from behind. Lan Shuiyao's eyes darkened and she dodged it. At that moment, she felt competitive and lifted her skirt with her hands and suddenly rushed out of the hall.

"You dare to run?" Yue Nanchen was stunned. He didn't expect Lan Shuiyao to use this trick. His black eyes suddenly became strange and deep. He shook his body and chased out of Leng Mansion.

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In the story, a flattering smile froze on his face, and in an instant, he changed into a deep and evil expression. Lan Shuiyao turned out to be Yue Nanchen's concubine? The story is really getting more and more interesting!

A tall figure stood in front of him. Yue Nanchen coldly blocked Lan Shuiyao's way. He stretched out his long arm and was about to grab her neck, but she spun around in a circle, flashing beautifully and seductively...

As if he had expected her to use this trick, Yue Nanchen quickly stepped out and stepped on the hem of her skirt. A strange light flashed in his eyes. "Still want to run?" After saying that, he stretched out his arm and grabbed Lan Shuiyao's neck again.

The feeling of being threatened was really unpleasant, so Lan Shuiyao hardened her heart and with a "chi!" sound, the sound of silk tearing was heard, and Yue Nanchen only saw a white area in front of him.

Two snow-white legs were kicking towards him. As soon as the strength under his feet loosened, he quickly dodged backwards.

He didn't expect that it was just a feint. When he looked up again, Lan Shuiyao was already standing 20 meters away. She glanced at him with infinite resentment and said coquettishly, "My lord, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. You treat me like this, aren't you afraid of losing your reputation as the King of Yongnan?"

Yue Nanchen's eyes darkened.

I don't know when, many people gathered around to watch the fun.

Especially the men, their sparkling eyes were fixed on the women's snow-white legs, their mouths were wide open, drooling, and they were talking as they drooled.

Yue Nanchen grabbed the most wretched-looking man among them and threw him ten meters away. The man lay on the ground, groaned twice, and then lost consciousness.

The onlookers were all shocked and turned their trembling eyes away.

Onto the man.

Narrowing his eyes coldly, Yue Nanchen suddenly roared furiously, "Get lost! Anyone who looks at me again will be killed without mercy!"

In fact, one word was enough. Before he had finished shouting "get out", half of the people on the originally bustling and peaceful street had disappeared. Even the seriously injured and unconscious man disappeared in an instant.

Yue Nanchen stared at her coldly, his eyes were unusually gloomy and cruel, "Lan Shuiyao, are you still pretending?"

Without the audience, Lan Shuiyao lazily raised her eyebrows, feeling really bored. She folded her hands in front of her chest and glanced at him impatiently, "My skirt costs fifty taels of silver. I'll put it on the account!"

"You are looking for death!" Yue Nanchen was furious. He rushed forward with a soft sword in his hand. The cruelty and evil in his eyes made people tremble.

"Scare me!" Lan Shuiyao yelled, "You want to kill people at every turn? If I were you, I wouldn't marry you!"

These words were spoken to the woman behind Yue Nanchen.

Yue Nanchen felt the woman's breath, looked back, and met a pair of slightly melancholy eyes.

"Qing'er? Why are you here?" Yue Nanchen was stunned and looked at the woman in front of him in confusion.

Dong Qing'er stood there, frowning slightly, supported by a maid. The maid had already turned pale with fear and wanted to pull Dong Qing'er back, but Dong Qing'er did not move.

"I went to the palace to look for you. I passed by here and heard that you were killing people again, so I came to see you!" Dong Qing'er walked around Yue Nanchen and looked at Lan Shuiyao, "Is it her? Isn't she your concubine?"

Lan Shuiyao lazily leaned on the stall at the back, her slender white legs crossed, "No, it was my former concubine. I divorced her two days ago. We have nothing to do with each other anymore!"