un Jia Lan in the face"My Lady, our current identities…""Enough!" Yun Jiaran glared at the housekeeper, her eyes darkening as she rebuked him. "Housekeeper, have I given you too much face these years...Bai Han frowned, naturally wouldn't respond to Han Yun's words. The most urgent task was to find Bai Feng.

So he shifted his gaze from the corpse on the bed to Han Yun, sword raised in his hand, "Today's affairs, your Qingyun Pavilion should not have interfered."

There's no right or wrong here. As everyone knows, the Qingyun Pavilion only sells information; they don't get involved in martial disputes and keep a distance from officials of the imperial court.

He admired Mo Yunjing's character, but he wouldn't get too involved in Mo Yunjing's affairs before being rescued by An Xuetang.

Yet, he couldn't ignore the affairs of Beijang王府, for An Xuetang had personally pulled him back from the gates of hell.

Read novelsAn Xuetang subconsciously thought this person was Mo Yunjing. Her lips moved, wanting to say something, but she found herself unable to speak.ID Card - 563743675