Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 701
Su Ziheng was in a bad mood, wandered here alone, and knew how terrifying it would be for Su Qingan to go crazy, not to mention that there was a sword pointing directly at his neck, so he was afraid that he would not confront her again, so he shook his sleeves leave.

"You wait for Gu!"

After Su Ziheng left, Cen Zhou retracted the cold sword into the scabbard with a slap, and the knuckles of his fingers were very beautiful.

"Let's go." Su Qingan's voice broke the silence.

Alone and lonely, with the corners of his clothes fluttering in the wind, he looks a little lonely, the barren hills are speechless, and he is full of worries.

On the way, she asked endlessly, "Why did you draw your sword just now?"

"Don't you want me to protect you?" Cen Zhou said flatly.

Su Qing'an paused for a while, feeling a little puzzled.

"I'm your guard," he said.

These words may be a little more subtle and ambiguous in other people's mouths, but if they are just said from his mouth, they will only have the simplest and most direct literal meaning.

He looked at her with a seven-pointed magnanimity.

Su Qingan didn't speak for a while.

He took this bet seriously.

Su Qing'an felt that she should be touched now, but she really couldn't think of any moving emotions. Presumably he also didn't want to have such emotions that were beyond the relationship between the two of them.

The incident of the queen being poisoned is mysterious, and the culprit has not been found out so far. Several unmarried princesses went to the central palace to visit the servants.

Su Qing'an is also going today.

Few people know that today is the anniversary of someone's death.

When Su Qingan was serving the queen, she met the noble concubine.

The noble concubine stayed in the outer hall, reluctantly nodded to her.

Obviously, the matter of the Queen's poisoning has caused her a lot of trouble, and during this period of time, she has to take care of the Queen's absence.

"These days have been hard for the imperial concubine and empress." Su Qingan said.

"Where is it?" The imperial concubine said in a soft voice, "Everyone is worried about the empress."

Pooh!Worry a big ass!Whoever wants this broken errand in charge of the Sixth Palace wants whoever wants it, God knows she just wants to have a beauty sleep!

Alas, the corners of her eyes are wrinkled.

The imperial concubine can't wait to step on the Hot Wheels and run away!
"Since Princess Zhaoyi is here, let's accompany the queen for a while, I'm going out first." The imperial concubine pouted inward, "By the way, Su Mohuan is still inside, the tenth princess and the queen are very good friends, this time I guess it's someone else. crying."

Speaking of this, the noble concubine looked at Su Qing'an with a strange expression on her face.

Su Qing'an: "Ah Huan is kind-hearted."

The imperial concubine responded with a haha.

She entered the palace late, but she also knows a little bit about the past. To be able to have sex with a woman who smothered her own mother to death, is this kind-hearted?
Of course, Su Qing'an didn't simply come here to serve today, she knew that the queen was looking for a suitable scapegoat.

If it wasn't Gu Feibai, then it would be her, but Su Qing'an was always vigilant, the queen couldn't frame her at all, and the second choice was the imperial concubine.

A noble concubine who monopolizes the favor of the harem and has the prince next to her.

It's time for another ally.

"I heard that the peonies in the imperial concubine's palace bloom very well." She said, "Zhaoyi also has some flowers, and I want to recommend them to my empress."

The noble concubine paused, and looked at Su Qing'an in surprise. After a second or two, she smiled coquettishly: "Of course, the princess is welcome to come any time."

Su Qingan walked towards the inner hall.

It was very quiet in Fengyi Palace. When the maids saw Su Qing'an, they bowed their knees and saluted. She didn't let them pass the message. She waved her hand and made everyone retreat. The delicate silver armor, against the slender hands, opened Interior curtains.

In the copper incense burner with a mahogany seat and a gold and silver chi pattern, the heavy incense is burning, and it penetrates into people's breath.

The atmosphere is quiet.

The queen was lying on the big red bed in a coma. In front of her, there was a girl lying on her stomach. Seen from the back, she was bored, holding the queen's hand with a little dependence.

The fleshy fingers are a stark contrast.

She whispered like a whisper.

"Queen, you need to get better soon."

"Ah Huan is very worried about you..."

"The feeling of being sick is not good at all. My sister also takes medicine all the year round. I hope you are all healthy."

Su Qing'an stood by the door curtain, with half of her face hidden in the shadows, and said, "Who do you want to be healthy?"

Su Mohuan turned around and saw Su Qingan.

Strictly speaking, this is the second world, the first time they officially met.

"elder sister!"

Maybe there was less than a second of silence, the little girl threw herself into Su Qingan's arms like a whirlwind, and she cried out in surprise.

"Little Jasmine misses you to death!"

Only one person would call Su Mohuan by this name, and over time, Su Mohuan got used to it.

Jasmine, how beautiful it is.

Su Mohuan was born in the season when jasmine blossoms.

"My sister misses you very much too." Su Qingan hugged her into her arms, smelling the girl's scent.

Su Mohuan is more than a head smaller than Su Qingan, and can only reach Su Qingan's shoulders or lower. She is petite and soft, a typical southern girl.

Her skin is very white, soft and smooth like milk, her lips are as red as blood, a very beautiful color.

Her face is round and round, with baby fat that hasn't faded, easy to pinch, eyelashes are curled up like small feathers, below are two big black grape-like eyes, as pure as a baby, curved like a crescent moon Curved, the nose is not very upturned, but very small and cute, the chin is not sharp, a bit sensual.

From a distance, it looks like a soft dumpling.

Su Mohuan has all the innocent, clean and romantic temperament in the world.

It's what Su Qing'an likes.

She is Su Qingan's biological sister, and she has mutual blood in her bones.

"Hmph! You miss me and you still don't come to see me!" Su Mohuan pouted Lao Gao, her cheeks puffed up, and she became angry like a puffer fish, "Last time when I was sick, you ignored me and left, sister, you It's too much, let me tell you..."

As Su Mohuan was talking, she suddenly sensed something was wrong, and bumped into Su Qingan's eyes, embracing so intimately.

She felt a little awkward when she looked at her, and there was a slight chill on her back, which made people feel creepy. The little girl was stunned, and vaguely felt that Su Qing'an's eyes were a little strange, but she couldn't say anything. She pursed her lips and called out. He asked, "Sister?"

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"My sister just... misses A Huan so much."

The voice is almost as light as catkins, a little obsessed, unreasonably weird, and replaced by consistent tolerance.

"Ah Huan has grown taller again."

Su Qing'an said that the pupils were illuminated by the light, swallowing all the light, and rubbed Su Mohuan's head with her palm.

Many people call Su Mohuan that way, but when Su Qingan spoke, it seemed as if she was chanting from her heart. Su Mohuan's heart skipped a beat, ignoring the unreasonable grotesqueness, and not thinking much, relying on Su Qingan .

"I want to grow taller than my sister, and protect my sister when I grow up!"

"Oh, how do you want to protect your sister?"

The protection of thousands of arrows piercing the heart?

(End of this chapter)