The longsword in her hand shone green. She was a junior Sword Master, considered quite impressive among her peers and always surrounded by admirers. As for Xiao Qianyin, no matter how arrogant and domineering she was, she remained nothing more than a junior Swordsman—there was more than a small gap between them!
The longsword thrust toward Xiao Qianyin, a cold, stern chill in Xiao Qianqian’s eyes. Since she wanted to bring humiliation upon herself, then Xiao Qianqian did not mind giving it to her!
With a crisp clang, Xiao Qianqian’s face went white. She stared in disbelief at the broken sword in her hand. The other half of the blade had fallen to the ground, while behind her, a dagger was embedded in the trunk of a tree, its cold gleam spilling outward. A strand of black hair by her temple drifted slowly down. Frightened until all strength left her body, she collapsed to the ground.
The other noble young ladies stared, dumbfounded. They weren’t seeing things, were they? Xiao Qianyin had used only a dagger to break Xiao Qianqian’s sword—and had even sliced off her hair. But Xiao Qianqian’s swordsmanship was clearly better!
The playful expression on Qin Xiaoran’s face vanished, turning incomparably grave in an instant. Clearly, this scene had fallen outside his expectations. He had originally intended to make a move when Xiao Qianqian thrust her sword, but before he could act, Xiao Qianyin had already dealt with her opponent herself.
“Let me tell you this! Don’t provoke me! You want to snatch a man? Fine! There are plenty of men out on the streets! Snatch as many as you want! Don’t come bother me! As for this man beside me, I don’t even care for him! Crown prince of Northern Qin? Not a single crown prince is any good!”
Xiao Qianyin glared at Qin Xiaoran. This was all his fault! Her earlier appreciation and praise were all withdrawn. Calling him a calamity was indeed proven true with a single phrase—the prettier a man was, the more trouble he brought!
Qin Xiaoran, reduced to an innocent casualty, blinked. This was clearly that woman’s doing, so how could the blame be placed on his head?
“Qing’er, we really didn’t check the almanac before going out today! Ran into mad dogs again. Let’s go! Best not to catch rabies!”
At her command, Qing’er, who had been secretly laughing, quickly straightened her expression. This was the first time she had heard her young miss say such things. She had thought that throwing the Southern Tang crown prince’s attendants out last time was already impressive enough, but who would have thought this time would be even more formidable? She had cursed someone right in front of the Western Qin crown prince and taught Xiao Qianqian a ruthless lesson. It was truly satisfying!
Qin Xiaoran rubbed his nose, but the smile on his face could not be concealed. He had not expected this Xiao Qianyin to be so interesting. He did not mind her indirect scolding in the slightest. It was obvious that woman had provoked her, which was why he had been dragged in as well. Bei Wuxuan might have missed out on a rare girl.
Thinking of those four lines of poetry of hers, he realized this was the first time someone had been able to resonate with him. He had merely found a quiet place to practice swordsmanship, yet he had encountered an accident—an unimaginable accident.
“Miss, you…” Qing’er hesitated.
Xiao Qianyin glanced at her and said, “If you have something to say, say it directly. Why hem and haw?”
“You were clearly very angry just now, Miss. Why did your mood suddenly improve?”
“Qing’er wants to know?” She crooked a finger at the little maid, an wicked smile spreading across the corners of her lips. “Of course it’s because I got to teach that ugly freak a lesson, along with the Western Qin crown prince. Naturally I’m in a good mood! That group of women was brought over by that so-called crown prince in the first place. Shouldn’t he take responsibility?”
Miss, this is a fire at the city gates bringing disaster to the fish in the moat! Crown Prince Qin only stood in front of you for a while. Even without him, Xiao Qianqian probably still would have brought that group of women to pick a fight!
Qing’er did not say those words aloud. In any case, as long as her young miss was in a good mood, that was all that mattered. As for the rest? Who cared!
So it was said that what kind of master one had, one would have what kind of servant. Those words were very true.