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Chapter 470 The Merchant Woman Who Was Killed For Money (20)

She just said, looking at Murong Chen like this, he doesn't seem like the kind of pedantic person who is so pedantic that he wants to marry a woman when he is in the same room with her.

Otherwise, there are usually too many hugs to Murong Chen. According to the definition of the ancients, anyone who sees the underwear, sees the woman's ankle, or pulls and hugs her is considered to be out of bounds, and Murong Chen will be responsible. Wouldn't the objects have to be lined up from the south of the city to the north of the city?

Moreover, Murong Chen himself was born with a good skin, he was a member of the royal family, and he had seen too many beauties. Su Qinghuan didn't think that this kind of man who was obsessed with political power could make Murong Chen fall in love at first sight to the point of being dizzy because of the beauty of the original owner.

……

"Miss Su, I praised you for being smart, but I didn't expect that you are really too smart."

The man fixed his eyes on Su Qinghuan.

And Su Qinghuan smiled without self-effacing.

"Your Majesty is joking, isn't that how smart people talk like this? It's better than everyone going round and round all the time."

"I am willing to do my best for your son, but I don't have to be your concubine. I am not the son's favorite choice. What the son wants is actually a woman who can help your great cause. The best The choice must be the daughter of a high school."

Su Qinghuan has explained the truth very thoroughly. The princes of all dynasties, who are not rushing to marry a woman who can consolidate the imperial power?
And when the country is firmly established, it is necessary to worry about foreign relatives interfering in politics and wantonly suppressing the queen's mother's family.

So if you think about it carefully, the disputes in the harem are really not only about the 72 concubines of the Six Courts of the Three Palaces, but even the previous dynasty has caused countless disturbances.

Su Qinghuan never considered wading into this kind of muddy water.

……

"What should I do? Now I really like you a little bit."

No one has ever said this to Murong Chen so clearly.

Murong Chen knows this truth better than anyone else.

He couldn't help looking at the girl with a trace of regret, watching her eyes twinkling, and in a certain corner of his heart, a secret desire was taking root.

He does crave power.

It never occurred to me that I would desire a woman at the same time.

Putting it in front of his eyes, Murong Chen despises such things as beauties handing over the country.

But at this moment Murong Chen suddenly understood that the appearance of some people is so unreasonable, and it can even make you shake your original thinking.

Of course, just shaking.

……

Su Qinghuan slightly bent her lips, she was a little thirsty, so she simply sat down and poured a glass of water for Murong Chen and herself.

"Your Majesty, as you can see, it might be better for us to get what we need, and we will be happier with each other as your counselor. If we become a couple in the future, what good will it be?"

"you are right."

Murong Chen nodded, and the young man looked at the cup that Su Qinghuan handed over with a little perplexity.

He drank it all.

"This tea... the taste is a little bit less."

"After all, it's just a small town in the countryside. Of course it can't compare to the famous products that Shizi drank in the capital."

……

Su Qinghuan looked at Murong Chen's slightly bleeding shoulder, and then suddenly thought of something serious.

"After talking for so long, I almost forgot that you were injured. Shall I help you with the medicine?"

"……it is good."

Murong Chen was actually not used to being so close to strange women.

When Su Qinghuan was standing beside him holding the golden sore medicine, Murong Chen could smell the faint fragrance of cold plum on the woman's body more clearly, as if it wanted to penetrate into his lungs.

The man's eyes changed slightly, and he never suppressed the thought in his heart.

But looking at the girl's serious eyebrows, he couldn't bear to hurt her.

If an unrestrained woman like Su Qinghuan is really trapped in the Sangong and Sixth Courtyard, it is probably equivalent to a bird being imprisoned in a golden cage, and I am afraid that she will never be able to regain her agile posture with wings spread.

……

Murong Chen's brows and eyes sank slightly.

But Su Qinghuan didn't notice the change in the man's expression, she took the sore medicine powder and sprinkled it on Murong Chen's wound little by little.

"Just bear with it a little bit, it might hurt a little bit, and you'll feel much better when the scabs form in two days."

She carefully applied the medicine to the man, because she had just bathed, and her hair was still half loose at this moment. When she lowered her head at this moment, there was a chance that the mischievous strands of hair would fall on the man's shoulders.

Some mild itching.

Compared with the pain, what is more real is the strange touch brought by Su Qinghuan's hair.

Murong Chen was a little at a loss.

His thin lips pursed even tighter.

But Su Qinghuan thought he was forcibly enduring the pain.

She thought for a while, and took out another candied fruit she brought from Dongcheng.

"I don't know if you eat sweets or not. This candied fruit is delicious and can relieve your pain."

"..."

Seeing Su Qinghuan coaxing the child, Murong Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you treating me like a toddler?"

He didn't like sugar at a very young age.

And Su Qinghuan frowned.

"Don't you want it? Then I will eat it myself..."

Before Su Qinghuan finished speaking, she saw the man snatch the candied fruit from her hand.

"want."

An irrefutable tone.

The man opened his thin lips slightly, and suddenly put the candied fruit into his mouth.

But Su Qinghuan was extremely speechless.

He also said that he is not a child, how is this behavior better than a three-year-old child?
Childish as hell.

……

Just as the two were talking, Xiaotao, the maid who had gone to buy food earlier, just pushed the door open and entered.

Xiaotao is a loudspeaker, the sound is already louder than the sky before she steps in.

"Miss! You don't know that there are a lot of weird people around downstairs. I was a little scared when I first entered the inn, and I almost spilled my wonton..."

As soon as Xiaotao raised her eyes, she saw the handsome young man sitting on the rosewood chair.

"Uh...Miss, who is this young master?"

Her throat was a little dry, and she felt that the handsome scholars written in the script could not compare to this person's demeanor.

and many more……

It seems even more bizarre that my young lady is alone in a room with a young man, right? !

……

Su Qinghuan was afraid that Xiaotao would yell loudly, so she hurried over and closed the door.

Nor did he avoid Murong Chen's identity.

"Xiao Tao, this is the eldest son from the capital. I had a relationship with him at the mansion of Liu Zhifu before. He is going back to the capital too. We will go together when the time comes."

"Miss... Then you can't let him live with us?"

Although Xiaotao has not read many books, she still has the concept of male and female defense, and she is almost stunned.

"Not counting staying together, we will leave immediately."

Originally, I planned to stay in this inn for one night, but now I have to leave immediately. Who made it unsuitable to stay here for a long time?

Su Qinghuan felt sorry for her.

"Ah?! Let's go now?"

Xiaotao was even more surprised.

But Murong Chen was very calm.

"Miss Xiaotao, I have nothing to do with your lady. My motorcade is also nearby, so I just happen to be a companion."

Xiaotao is a straightforward person, she kept muttering in her heart.

How do you feel that your young lady saved the hero?

(End of this chapter)