Chapter 451 (1/2)

Chapter 451: 451

Chapter 451: Washi+ng Your Hands To Make Soup

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Many years later, when the thirteenth disciple of the Sword Hut wang Xi stood in front of the cavalry, he would certainly re Wen had taken hiirlsThe same impatience and headache

At that ti establishmentA number of courtyards that looked like they were side courtyards to kingly manors were scattered on the two banks of the thin lakeOn the lake there was a thin layer of ice, and on the ice there was snowIn the snoere countless red petals blown from the plum blossoms beside the lake

It looked like blood on snowIcy cold but also inco noble figure rote the noticeHowever, this was more like a bowl of noodle soupWhite and tender noodles swayed in the beautiful soupThe dozen of hot peppers that had been cracked open with the point of a knife were bright red and sti Xi took a deep breath, rubbed his nose, and shook his head with slight discomfortHe tapped the point of this chopstick on the table twice and brought theh the soup to pick up a chopstick-full of noodlesCarefully and elegantly, he began to eat thereat refinement but very quicklyIn just a moment, all that was left in the boas a white noodle soup

He didn't hesitatePicking up the bowl, he drained it in one gulp

Sang Wen, who had co Zi Yue from Suzhou back to the capital to debrief, looked at this fortune-teller with gentleness on her faceAlthough she didn't understand why Sir had ements, she was certain this fortune-teller was a nor with thin lips and brows like swordsHis eyes were kind and spirited, and he also had an air of peaceEven as he was drinking the noodle soup, he appeared attractive

Sang Wen had long watched Jingdou's romance scene with cold eyesShe knew that such an act as eating soup noodles could show one's inelegant sideShe didn't think the rough and crude mean who slurped their noodles deserved to be looked down upon, however, seeing this fortune-teller change noodle eating into soe e Xi placed the noodle bowl on the tableHe furrowed his brows and sighedBetween his breaths, his brows carried a self-ridicule and i at her with a slightly wide chin but exceptional gentlenessHe evenly said, ”Where is the girl you picked for irl and noodle soup, you can only pick one” For so hed and said, ”Since you picked the noodles in the soup, we'll forget about the girl”

wang Xi put on a pained expression and said, ”Even if I' Wen peaceably said, ”You're not here to work te Xi suddenly became quietA moment later, he quietly said, ”I've already drunk this noodle soup, however, I don't understandGiven your status, ould you personally htly startledIhtly and said, ”Even Director Chen likesXi couldn't help but be startledHis expression changed”That is ently bowed and finally said, ”However, please note one thingAlthough the noodle soup is too hot and cannot be drunk in a rush…if you wait until the soup is cold, it will not taste good”

The girl did not knohat these words htly said the of thereement, it stated that before Fan Xian entered the capital, he had to bring the little archer's head to Fan XianHowever, at this tidou for a while, yet there was still no news from himFurther and handsohed with unspeakable discoreen banner beside the table,Wen didn't say anythingabout the specifics of thiswith this self-titled iron masked fortune-teller was purely because Fan Xian wanted to borrow her eyes, which had long gazed on human affairs, to see just what the other party's personality and character were like

Real and pureThis was all Sang Wen saw in his eyes

wang Xi shook his head and sighedHe walked like a little old man with his body bent toward the outside of the courtyardWhen he reached the door, he suddenly tilted his head to ask, ”Calling me here, are you not worried people will suspect you after the event?”

”You are clever, so you ca Wen peacefully said”Because you are clever, naturally, you kno to avoid the eyes and ears of others”

wang Xi once again shook his head and left the Baoyue Brothel

Sang Wen returned to her roo ti man came in with furrowed brows”You just came back yesterday, so how coain?”

This uard that Fan Xian had sent flying with a punch back when Fan Xian had investigated Baoyue Brothel at nightThis jianghu person was infatuated with Sang Wen and always had a loathing for the Baoyue Brothel

Sang Wen raised her eyes to look at hih she was moved in her heart by thisthe CommissionerShe smiled and said, ”I am now the shopkeeper of Baoyue BrothelIf I don't co bowl on the tableSrance that came from it, his brows couldn't help but relaxHe chuckled and said, ”Make a bowl for lared at hiht now”

TheWen replied without good huood? If you really ate it, you would probably die of disco Xi wanted to dieHe sat at the stall in front of the city gate and looked in a gaze at the bowl of noodles in front of hiood noodles were, if they were eaten for three meals a day, they would eventually make one want to throw up

Thus, he had not touched the bowl of noodles at allHe only drank the tea beside it, one cup after another, as if he was extremely thirsty

To the side, the tea seller looked doith cold eyes on this fortune-teller, thinking, This guy could do whatever he wanted, yet he chose to pretend to be spiritualLook at how poor he isHe can only use tea to eat with his noodles

With a belly full of tea, dusk finally fell in Jingdou, where the wind and snow had already stoppedwang Xi lifted the green banner, coughing a little, he went through the city gates before they closed and became the last person to leave the city

Seven li to the north of the city, he stopped at the top of a hill and sat down on a large stoneRaising his head, he looked at the snow covered branches in the woodsLowering his head, he raised a large fistful of snow and brought it to his reen banner in the snow and gazed without focus at the ararrison's Yuantai Ca Xi suddenly turned his head to the sideOpening hissound, he threw upOnce he started, there was no endHe threw up the noodles and noodle soup he ate as well as all the tea he had chugged into his stos was vousting, particularly the faint fishy smell hidden in itIt was evenXi did not throw up againHe only ate another handful of snow and then stared at the hed”What a powerful medicine to be able to raise the zhenqi in one's body to such an aggressive realhed in ad Wen's hand to put this medicine in the noodle soupPresu would go wrong

This medicine was the little yellow pills that Fan Xian had taken the year when he was in Northern Qi and faced off against Liang Tiao and Friar HeOther than feeling slightly weak afterward, there were not anyXi had noticed this, yet he still laughed bitterly and said, ”The gentleman is honey while I am arsenicThis medicine is poison to meIt almost killed me”

Fan Xian certainly would be so kind-hearted as to help wang Xi better his chances of successAs for what he had planned, wang Xi was also not sure

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The night gradually becareen banner beside hie of the cover of darkness, he et he needed to kill had long been hiding in this ca on the identity of a ht

However, wang Xi truly did not like to kill peopleAfter leaving home, his hands had never touched bloodHe took pity on people and respected all lifeUnder Fan Xian's powerful pressure, he had tried countless to times but could not truly assassinate a person that he had no grudge against

This hy he had delayed his show of loyalty until now

The condiment Fan Xian added to the noodle soup was actually a sti to be a bit braver and a bit ressiveHe had not expected that this condi and, on the contrary, do hi remained coldly calm and benevolentHowever, he had not beco about the archer was his eyesightIn the darkness, it was the easiest time for archery to be usefulWhy did he still chose this time to make a move?

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In the barracks of an isolated corner of Yuantai Ca feather scissors to fix arrowsHis hands were inco feathers on the tail of the arrow strangely smoothGood tools were a prerequisite for a successful jobHe had a pair of hands that a God-like archer should haveHe was able to repair his arrows so they flew faster and more accurately

Governor Yan had always believed in one philosophyOnly children that were far fro of the age and had to hunt in the mountains to liveOnly then could he have cultivated such ruthless and vicious willOnly then was he chosen by the young Eldest Princess, who had traveled into the ht out of the mountains and placed into the troopsWith his martial skills, he accoh position

When Yan Shendu was only 12 years old, Yan Xiaoyi chased him out of his home and sent hihts of her leading generalAlthough she was gentle to Yan Shendu, she did not go easy on hidou garrison, which was controlled by the Qin faenerals and the Eldest Princess' trusted aides, no one knew that the Northern Governor's son, Yan Shendu, was currently being an unrearrison

Yan Shendu was like his nameHe didn't like to communicate with othersHe only liked to communicate with his arrows, so he didn't have any friends in the roup of subordinates he had personally trained that were loyal to the Eldest Princess

The day that the Second Priests of the Tedou, was Yan Shendu's first ht the mission was very successful because he didn't knohat happened laterThe self-confidence that had long been suppressed deep in his heart roseHe believed that other than his father, no one could stand against his long-distance attack, even a ninth-level ace couldn't escapeThe effective range of a weapon decided life and death on the battlefieldThis was a paraot to teach his son

Because of his self-confidence, he becaotisticalWhen he heard that his father and the Jiangnan Road idou at the saht need to duel in the martial conference that had not been hosted for er sit still

He worshi+pped his father, but for that dazzling Sir Fan junior, he actually also had a glimmer of worshi+p and envy hidden deep in his heart

All the young people under heaven were like this, Yan Shendu could not avoid itHe wanted to test just hoerful Sir Fan junior wasFor one, he wanted to test his depths for this fatherFor two, it was difficult to resist the te Fan Xian under his arrowRegardless of whether it was for his father or the Eldest Princess, Fan Xian's death ithout question, a difficult to suppress honey

But, he would not act on his own initiativeSince he was a soldier, he would not do anything of his own accord to ruin the larger pictureHe had to wait for his seniors' orders

The seniors' gave their orders, but as strange was…the person who gave him the order was the elder in the military whom he deeply respected and feared and knew the truth about him

Yan Shendu was hesitant and confused, yet he had no time to inform the Eldest PrincessHe could only head out on his ownHowever, the arrow he sent through the snowy night was blocked by that green banner

In the night, after the incident, only then did he helplessly realize that Fan Xian's defenses were flawlessHe secretly watched froeIn particular those dahts were always near the Overwatch Council carriagesAt any moment, they could turn this mountaintop upside down

Only now did he know he had underestimated Fan Xian and the Overwatch CouncilHe didn't dare act on his own initiative, so he continued to retreatAfter firing only one useless shot, he retreated constantly frodo, back to the Qin manor to debriefYet, he was not criticized