When Qingbei heard this, her little face tightened, and she clenched her fists and said angrily: "Young Master, in the past two years since you left, Miss has had a bad time, Miss Fourth always bullies Miss, Miss doesn't dare to resist, she has been bullied by Miss Four, and she was pushed into the water by Miss Four a few months ago, and she almost died, Xiao ......."

Only half of the angry words were spoken, Qingbei only felt that there was a flower in front of her, Ziyan Mingchen's slender body was already standing in front of her, her gentle eyes were staring straight at her with cold light, Qingbei was stunned, and subconsciously retreated, but Ziyan Mingchen grabbed her arm.

"Young Master Mingchen......" The arm was pulled, and the terrifying cold air entered the body, Qingbei shivered, and said in a trembling voice.

"You said that the girl was pushed into the lake by Ling Ruo, is this true?" Holding Qingbei's arm tightly, Ziyan Mingchen asked coldly.

Qingbei nodded tremblingly, "Qingbei...... Qingbei saw it with her own eyes, Qingbei was pulled by the fourth lady's maidservant Caiwei, so she couldn't save Miss, Qingbei ......"

Ziyan Mingchen slowly let go of his hand, his cold eyes reflected a terrifying cold light, lined with the cold moon, and the killing machine was fully revealed.

Dare to touch my girl, how can my son Yan Mingchen make you feel better?

"Someone comes, pass on the general's order, immediately pack up, the seriously injured stay in Yongcheng to recuperate, and return to Fengling after dawn"

Qingbei stood in place, looking at Ziyan Mingchen's departing figure, holding the corners of her clothes tightly, her good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly, and her clear eyes were full of worry for the first time.

Young Master Mingchen, how can you bear your love, Miss?

The wind is cool, the night is not young, and love is silent. The night flowers are falling, countless gentleness, and endless turns.

In the middle of summer, it is the time of prosperity and blooming.

Long Ziyue sat in the carriage, looking at the familiar street outside the window, her good-looking lips were gently hooked, and after walking for a month, Windy City, she finally came back.

The carriage stopped and stopped all the way, and finally returned to Windy City after a month, and along the way, Long Ziyue also saw Helian Jue's wealth.

From Yongcheng to Windy City, there are more than 20 cities, dozens of states, and countless large and small towns, and there is a royal mansion where Helian Jue settles at will, even if it is a remote town.

This man, both in wealth and power, is the pinnacle of the wind spirit.

If he has the heart to be the king, the whole world will prostrate at his feet, how can a prince stop him?

The carriage stopped in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Long Ziyue turned over, arched her hand at Helian Jue, and said sincerely: "Thank you for the king."

In the past month, Wen Wan has arranged a lot of killers, but they always disappear out of thin air after sneaking into the palace, Long Ziyue knows that it must be Helian Jue's secret guard who has solved it, whether it is for her or something else, it is always for her to solve the trouble. For that, she should be thankful for this.

"Recently, this king will not summon you, your private matter will be resolved as soon as possible, this king does not want to deal with the ants again" Helian Jue's expression was light, and his tone was even more cold.

"Yes," Long Ziyue pouted in response

Ant? He really looks down on people, those killers are also international in the 21st century, and they have become ants in his mouth.

With his eyes lightened, Helian Jue closed the door, and the carriage slowly left.

When Helian Jue walked away, Long Ziyue turned around and looked at the plaque hanging high above the door of the mansion, and her eyes slowly cooled down.

Wen Yun, I, Long Ziyue, are you ready to accept my reward?