The seductive princess is no longer being pursued; the aloof prime minister is facing a crematorium.

Chapter 213 Are you Jiang Jinshuang's gigolo?

Yanjue doesn't really like crowded places.

So even though Jiang Jinshuang told him that he didn't need to hide, he still didn't immediately follow Jiang Jinshuang.

He is not very good at handling large crowds.

So he decided to wait for Jiang Jinshuang here.

There are few people here.

He just didn't expect anyone to come here.

Yan Jue noticed the person the moment they stepped into the backyard.

Judging from the footsteps, the person coming knew some martial arts, but not to the point where it was necessary to use the inkstone to be on guard.

When he looked at the person who had come, his expression remained unchanged, showing no emotion.

The man's gaze lingered on him, never leaving him for a long time.

Yan Jue frowned slightly, holding his sword in his arms, and remained silent.

Just as Yan Jue was about to leave, he turned around and heard a sweet voice urgently calling from behind him: "Young master, please wait!"

Yan Jue stood still, while Qing Shan lifted her skirt and walked quickly toward him.

Even as she approached the man, Qing Shan's heart continued to pound; in fact, it seemed to grow even stronger.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her ear tips blushing, walked up to Yan Jue, glanced at him shyly, then hurriedly lowered her head again, gently biting her cherry lips.

"Young master, I haven't had a chance to thank you for saving me yesterday."

Yan Jue remained silent, his expression unchanged.

He didn't reply, but just glanced at the person who came in.

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Not hearing a reply from the man in front of her, Qing Shan raised her eyes and glanced at Yan Jue again, her eyes shimmering as if she were somewhat sad: "Young Master... don't you remember? Last night on Chang'an Street, it was you who helped me up."

Yan Jue's memory is really not very good.

Upon hearing Qingshan say that, he searched his memory and remembered.

—His kite.

Her wings were crushed, and they don't look good anymore.

Yan Jue wouldn't give Jiang Jinshuang a kite that wasn't pretty.

Thinking of this, Yan Jue's gaze toward Qing Shan turned colder.

Qingshan didn't notice anything amiss. She simply smiled brightly at Yanjue, her eyebrows curving upwards. "My name is Qingshan. I am the only daughter of this General's Mansion. May I ask your name, sir?"

Yan Jue raised his eyes and glanced into the distance.

Jiang Jinshuang hasn't arrived yet.

His fingers tightened slightly as he held the sword; his patience wasn't exactly great.

Ignoring the woman's words, he simply looked towards the archway, waiting for someone.

Qingshan is the only daughter of General Zhenyuan, a pampered young lady who grew up in the general's mansion.

Being ignored repeatedly, she started to lose her composure.

Clearing her throat, Qing Shan gave Yan Jue a smile: "Is Young Master a guest invited by Father? I've seen all the invitations to Father's birthday banquet, but I don't recall ever hearing of Young Master's name."

After a pause, Qing Shan smiled and asked, "Which family are you from, young master?"

Yan Jue heard this.

His gaze finally fell on Qing Shan's face for a moment, and he raised his chin with a hint of pride that was not easily noticed: "Princess's Residence."

Qing Shan's smile froze.

She narrowed her eyes and looked Yan Jue up and down.

"Are you... a guard from the princess's residence?" she asked tentatively.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jue frowned slightly, seemingly disliking Qing Shan's statement.

He was not a guard in the princess's residence.

He belonged to Jiang Jinshuang alone; he was her personal bodyguard.

Seeing Yan Jue frown, Qing Shan raised her eyebrows slightly and chuckled, "I knew it. Your outfit looks expensive and doesn't look like that of a guard."

At this point, Qing Shan paused, her eyes narrowing dangerously: "Then there's only one possibility: you're Jiang Jinshuang's kept... as a male concubine in the princess's residence?"

Yan Jue didn't want to talk to the person in front of her anymore. Looking at the archway in the distance again, Yan Jue stood with her sword in her arms, saying nothing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qingshan assumed that she had guessed correctly.

In an instant, a surge of anger and jealousy welled up in Qing Shan's eyes. She stared intently at the handsome man in front of her, whose appearance was extraordinary and whose posture was upright, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Ha, I thought he was a young master from a wealthy family, but he turns out to be a servant of women."

Driven by her strong sense of self-respect, Qing Shan refused to bow down to such a lowly person.

—What's more, he is Jiang Jinshuang's lover!

A malicious smile curled at the corners of her lips. Qing Shan crossed her arms and said sharply, "You, a dignified man, are willing to be humiliated under a woman. Young master, don't you feel ashamed?"

The inkstone technique only feels annoying.

However, Jiang Jinshuang had told him before she left that he should not resort to violence or cause trouble.

He was always obedient and did not offer any rebuttal.

But in Qing Shan's view, this response was more like a provocation!
She was furious, her eyes flashing with hatred as she looked at Yan Jue: "Jiang Jinshuang is fickle and promiscuous, why do you serve such an unchaste woman?!"

"Zheng——"

The broken sword emerged halfway from its scabbard.

Near the hilt, Yan Jue gripped the scabbard, the blade pressed against Qing Shan's neck.

Blood instantly appeared on her fair and delicate skin. Qing Shan stared wide-eyed at the newcomer in astonishment.

"W-What do you want to do!?"

A murderous intent surged in Yan Jue's eyes.

He narrowed his eyes, even wondering if Jiang Jinshuang would find out if he killed her and hid her body.

Such thoughts only flashed through his mind for a moment. Yan Jue closed his eyes slightly, gathering the surging anger within them.

—She made him obey.

"Shut up."

He only said this one sentence coldly, and then sheathed the broken sword.

Qing Shan has practiced martial arts since childhood. Although her martial arts skills are not as proficient as her father's, she has long been able to subconsciously judge killing intent.

—Just a moment ago, even she could sense that the man in front of her really wanted to kill her.

What made Qing Shan even more desperate was that she hadn't even seen the man draw his sword!

It seemed like only a blink of an eye, and the blade was already at her neck!

Belatedly, Qingshan felt afraid.

She took a deep breath, her breath trembling, and stiffly looked up at the tall, handsome man in front of her.

A few drops of blood seeped from her fair neck, leaving a very shallow bloodstain.

"Your martial arts skills—"

Qingshan spoke, wanting to ask something.

But before she could finish asking, she heard a familiar female voice in the distance.

"Yanjue, come here."

It's Jiang Jinshuang.

She frowned and subconsciously looked up at the man in front of her.

Almost the instant he heard the voice, the man in front of him brightened slightly, sunlight reflecting into his eyes and brows.

His downturned lips unconsciously turned up, but then he seemed to feel that this was not very reserved, so he forced himself to press his lips down again.

Its eyes were bright and sparkling, like a puppy that had just seen its owner.

He put away the sword he had just been holding, flipped it over, and hung it on his waist.

Without even glancing at Qing Shan, Yan Jue strode towards Jiang Jinshuang at the archway.

Jiang Jinshuang saw Qingshan next to Yanjue.

She raised an eyebrow slightly, and when Yan Jue walked up to her, he lowered his voice and asked, "What did you talk about with Miss Qing Shan?"

Yan Jue was stunned.

He was tall with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, standing in front of Jiang Jinshuang like a towering pine tree.

Upon hearing Jiang Jinshuang's question, he subconsciously bent over, as if trying to shrink himself up so as not to frighten the little beast that was standing around.