It was night, as cold as water, and Qiandai came to the prefect's mansion with love in mind.
Tonight, as Chu Li, she was invited by the Prefect's Mansion to attend the dinner.
Lian Xin was still surprised at first.
Qian Dai said where she was going to watch a play in the evening, but she didn't expect that as soon as she turned around, she received an invitation letter from the Xinyang Prefect's Mansion.
As soon as they entered the hall, there were already many people there.
When they saw Qian Dai and Lian Xin, they lowered their heads and whispered, presumably guessing their identities.
Qian Dai handed the post to the steward who was greeting the guests.
When he saw the two characters Chu Li clearly written on the name post, the steward immediately respectfully led Qian Dai and Yilian to sit in the front row.
Although it is not the main seat of the banquet, it is still a good location and you can clearly see everything around you.
After the two sat down, the banquet started not long after.
The sound of strings and bamboos sounded, and the dancers filed in, their beautiful figures looming under the thin clothes, and the swaying figure unintentionally leaked the spring light, attracting a lot of fiery eyes.
Cups and cups are intertwined, and the sound of elegance is endless.
Lianxin looked around and saw that no one was looking towards her, and finally said in a low voice: "Young Master" "Shh, don't talk."
Qian Dai reminded in a low voice, "If you have anything to do, we can talk about it when we get back.
Today we are here to watch a show."
Lianxin was stunned, glanced around, and then looked at Qian Dai's slightly hooked look on her lips.
She immediately fell silent and looked quietly at the position above.
Sitting on the main seat was naturally the prefect of Xinyang, who was the organizer of the banquet.
At this time, his big square face was full of smiles, and his flattering smile had squeezed his eyes to the point where only A seam.
He was looking at the two equally handsome men on the left and right sides with a smile, but with completely different styles.
The man on the left is lazily leaning on the back of the chair.
He is dressed in black and brocade robes.
The gold-threaded auspicious cloud patterns on his sleeves are faintly visible under the light.
His handsome face is calm, without any emotion, but with sinister eyes.
With a hint of mockery.
He slightly raised his chin with one hand and played with the wine glass in his hand with the other.
His indifferent expression was full of nonchalance.
The man on the right is dressed in flamboyant red.
The rippling, picturesque eyebrows are slightly upturned, the stars in the eyes are fascinating, and the sexy lips are slightly hooked.
Revealing a charming arc, the posture is indescribably romantic.
Qian Dai's eyes flashed, the God of Killing and the Romantic Prince were indeed better than seeing them a hundred times.
Yes, today is the reception banquet hosted by the Xinyang Governor for the third prince of Eastern Shu and the prince of Western Liang.
As for everyone else, they are just foils, including myself.
Glancing around, everything seemed so peaceful.
However, tonight was destined not to be a peaceful night, Qian Dai's eyes flashed.
He glanced at the two of them again and looked away calmly.
The next moment Qiandai looked away.
Ouyang Zhongyi suddenly raised his head and glanced in Qian Dai's direction, just in time to see Qian Dai's delicate profile.
The lowered eyes flickered, and the long eyelashes danced with a dazzling light.
Ouyang Zhongyi frowned and turned to look at where she was.
He must not be an ordinary person if she was a little closer.
Recalling that I had never seen such a person before, I was thinking about who this handsome young man was, when suddenly.
There was a flash of silver light, and the swaying dancer changed from her previous coquettish look, and stabbed the people above her with a silver sword.
"Here comes an assassin."
Several screams were heard, and guards immediately stepped forward to protect the prefect tightly behind him.
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For a while, the prefect was surrounded by water.
On both sides were Ouyang Zhongyi and Nangong Haoyue.
It was as if someone was deliberately ignoring him, and no guard came forward to protect him.
Upon seeing this, the assassin immediately stepped forward and rushed towards the two people who were alone.
A hint of mockery flashed in Ouyang Zhongyi's eyes, and he flipped the hand holding the wine glass, and the wine glass flew towards the rushing female assassin like an arrow from Li Xuan.
There was a flash of white light, followed by a whimper.
The wine glass went straight through the assassin's throat.
Before she could struggle, she rolled her eyes and fell into a pool of blood spraying out.
Such skill and such blood made everyone in the audience feel numb.
The God of Death was indeed cruel.
Qian Dai stood up and immediately followed the others and Lianxin to retreat to avoid being accidentally injured by the assassin.
Looking at the other side, Nangong Haoyue was holding the sword stabbed by the female assassin firmly with two fingers.
Her charming face still has a mesmerizing smile, and her magnetic voice is melodious: "What a cute little beauty.
What kind of assassin can you do with her cute little face?
Why don't you follow me?"
Her eyes were full of smiles, and she had a serious look on her face, as if she was thinking about this proposal seriously. .
Everyone present was immediately confused.
The romantic prince indeed lived up to his reputation, and he did not forget to recruit beauties at this time.
But Prince, this woman in front of you wants to kill you.
Have you ever understood the situation?
The assassin woman heard Nangong Haoyue's words clearly, but naturally she would not take Nangong Haoyue's words seriously.
Since she is an assassin, she regards killing as her life's career.
To her, this is undoubtedly just an insult.
Looking at the seemingly gentle man with burning eyes, her attacks became more and more ruthless.
The hand that originally drew the sword could no longer be taken back at this moment, so she could only use her other hand to continuously hit Nangong Haoyue.
The cruel palms struck Nangong Haoyue's face several times, but Nangong Haoyue ducked sideways every time.
At this time, the assassin woman couldn't see that she was no match for Nangong Haoyue, but her self-esteem did not allow her to admit this fact, so she exerted force with both hands at the same time, and her feet began to move.
Several successive resistances made Nangong Haoyue no longer able to be so calm and elegant.
At this time, he also gradually stopped playing.
The hand holding the tip of the sword flipped over and pulled forward slightly.
The assassin woman holding the sword immediately pulled forward and leaned forward.
At this time, Nangong Haoyue shook the hand holding the tip of the sword again, and the silver sword shone brightly.
He immediately escaped from the assassin woman's hands.
Like a white light that penetrates the ground not far away.
"The little beauty is really ruthless.
Although I like wild kittens the most, I don't like to be forced."
Nangong Haoyue narrowed his eyes and said with an evil smile.
Then, he slowly took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped his fingers carefully one by one, and sighed: "This prince is really soft-hearted, and he just can't do anything to beauties."
He said with a pause: "Heiyi, I leave it to you."
After talking for a while, he couldn't help but remind him, "Remember, don't be too cruel."
Nangong Haoyue said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow came out of nowhere and slapped the assassin woman who had not yet recovered.
The woman who had no power to fight back suddenly flew far away like an arrow from a string and fell down.
When he was on the ground, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and lost his voice
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