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Chapter 307 Visiting Nalan Qian

No, he can't let the Chu family be destroyed in his own hands!

Thinking of this, Chu Zhen held the bottle in his hand and hid him in his arms.

The man in the hat said that he would come again in three days. Then, three days later, he would tell him his answer.

But to be honest, Chu Zhen wanted to take all the medicine he gave, and now he could leave this ghost place.

But he didn't dare.

The mysterious man said that this medicine could cause him to fall into a two-hour state of fake death. But he pretended to die. If someone pretended to be a real corpse, he would be dead.

Let's wait for him to come.

Chu Zhen thought about it and returned to the position he was sitting just now and closed his eyes.

Chu Zhen was a serious offender, and his superiors specially arranged for him to treat him one person and one room.

It would be fine if it was just one person and one room, but he was locked up in the entire prison.

So what they said did not hide their voices.

Therefore, he was filled with joy and thought that no one saw this scene, but he didn't know that this scene fell into the eyes of others.

When the person in the dark saw Chu Zhen closing his eyes to rest, his eyes flashed with a dark light, and then quietly disappeared.

Baidiexuan.

After seven or eight days of rest, An Yi was barely able to get off the ground. He changed into the imperial envoy's clothes and came to Nalan Qian's Kudie Xuan.

Although An Yi and Nalan Qian were both imperial envoys, their positions in the court were low, and there was a difference between high and low. As the lowly side, they would naturally pay tribute to the honorable side.

Qing Xun looked at An Yi and Fu Shun beside him, and the corners of his mouth twitched more and more. "Qing Xun greets Lord An, please beg Lord An, okay."

An Yi's face was a little sinister, but it quickly returned to normal. He squatted down and helped Qing Xun with a handful of help. "Young Master Qing Xun is the most favored attendant next to Lord Nalan. How can I bear your gift? Get up quickly."

"Sir, are joking." Qing Xun Min's lips, "Although I am a servant next to my elder, I am indeed a slave. How can I say a big gift?"

Nalan Qian is already famous for his eloquence, and his accompanying servants are still eloquent.

When An Yi heard this, his face changed slightly, "The official is here to pay tribute to Lord Nalan. Can Mr. Qingxun help me to inform me?"

"Natural." Qing Xun smiled faintly, "Sir, wait here, go and report it."

"It's hard work." An Yidao.

After Qingxun left An Yi, he headed straight to the main courtyard.

Main courtyard.

When Nalan Qian heard Qing Xun say something, his eyebrows trembled slightly, "You said you want to see me?"

"Yes." Qing Xun lowered his eyes, "Young Master, do you want to see him?"

"See, why don't you see me?" Nalan Qian raised a strange smile on his lips, "I want to see what he is doing."

When Qing Xun saw Nalan Qian agreeing to meet An Yi, he didn't say much and just stepped back.

Qingxun arrived at the door and saw An Yi still waiting there, frowned. But he walked forward quickly and said with a smile, "Sir An, my master invites you in."

"It's a good job." An Yi said that, and walked into the room with great strides. He looked at the person sitting on the stool and knelt down, "Your Highness An Yi has met Lord Nalan."

"Mr. An doesn't need to be polite." Nalan Qian stood up from the stool and personally helped An Yi up.

There is a saying that goes, so-called "no slap people with smiles" but Nalan Qian is not right. Every word he says is hidden in his smile, which makes people have to be careful.

"You and I are both officials in the court, and have been appointed as imperial envoys at the same time. Such a lot of rituals really ruined me."

What are you doing when you come to Jian'an for this muddy water?

You are so worried about it.

"Sir, are joking." A delicate bead of sweat appeared on An Yi's forehead. For the first time, he felt that he was in trouble when he came here.

First, because of the words of the people next to him, he could not get angry at Chu Zhen, and he had to turn a blind eye to his murder in the street.

That's all, but I don't know which one of the talkative people passed it to Kyoto, which made Kyoto send Nalan Qian and the other two to supervise.

Annoying, very annoying.

All An Yi's expressions were seen by Nalan Qian. He sneered, "What's the point of doing Lord An here? Could it be that he just came to chat with me?"

"No." An Yi shook his head, "I heard that Lord Nalan and Lord Baili made a fart in prison a few days ago, so I wanted to ask what was going on. After all, most of the prisoners are extremely vicious people, and it would be unprofitable if they hurt the adults."

Nalan Qian's eyes were cold, his fingers bent and gently tapped the table, "Does Lord An think people beside me have lunch?"

Hearing this, An Yi knelt on the ground with a plop, "The officials dare not."

"Since you don't dare, why do you question my decision?" Nalan Qian said coldly.

"this..."

An Yi clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could punch himself in the face.

Let you talk too much, let you talk too much.

In fact, he did the same.

An Yi kept slapping himself, "The officials were just worried about the great master. The officials were the pillars of the country. If they were injured and touched by those prisoners who killed people without blinking, how could the officials be like the master? If the officials thought the officials were too talkative, the officials promised that they would not say more."

Nalan Qian is easy-going and has a good reputation in the court.

An Yi didn't believe it, and his bitter plan could not deal with him.

"I am injured and touched, that's my own business. Why should Lord An take care of me?" Nalan Qian touched his chin seriously, "Does Lord An think that Lord An can replace me if I am injured and disabled?"

How did he know?

An Yi looked at Nalan Qian in disbelief. In his eyes, Nalan Qian was no longer a person, but a living devil.

The devil who can understand the human heart.

Even though he thought so in his heart, he could not express any of it on his face. Otherwise, Nalan Qian would punish him for his ancestors' appointment as an official and wanted to replace him.

I had to continue acting.

"Although the Xiaguan is the nephew of Taifu An, he is not welcomed in Taifu's Mansion. My uncle has two sons, but one died and the other lingers in the brothel Chuguan all day long. Although the Taiku Uncle is very good to the Xiaguan, the Xiaguan is not his biological child after all. If the second cousin comes back, he will put all his kindness to me on his second cousin. During the days when Xiaguan is in Jian'an, Lord Nalan has been very good to the Xiaguan, and the Xiaguan sees it. The Xiaguan is incompetent and cannot give any of it to Lord Nalan. He is only willing to hand over his heart to the Lord and let him send him."

Nalan Qian's mouth twitched.

If An Xian heard this, would he regret adopting this nephew or killing him in front of everyone?

If you really do this, you will have some fun.

Nalan Qian is a person who likes "lively". He was thinking in his heart about the 100,000 possibilities if An Yi's words were heard by An Xian.

But in the end it was ruled out.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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