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

Soft to the touch.

Su Qing'an lowered her head in a daze, only to realize that her body was covered with gorgeous and precious silk. The luster was moving, layers upon layers, like a sea of ​​clouds and flowers hanging down. It should be enshrined to the most noble person in the world. Shout out loud.

Even so, Su Qing'an felt a burst of icy hardness. This coldness penetrated directly from her fingertips to her heart. It was so cold that her bones trembled.

abruptly—

She lifted off the soft quilt and stepped on the ground barefoot!

Shortness of breath, ups and downs, footsteps staggered and fell to the ground because of his weak body, making a dull bang sound.

Needless to say, the knee must have been bruised, and it hurt so badly, Su Qingan frowned, her face was pale, her lips were also pale, the sun was shining in from outside, she was lying on the cold ground with her head lowered, her face half covered by black hair , with a sense of fragmentation.

She didn't care, she got up and looked around, the furnishings were luxurious, empty and unoccupied, her face became more cloudy and uncertain, and she walked out quickly!
Pupils constrict.

Surrounded by the sea on all sides, without a single boat, the waves beat by, and the air was filled with the salty sea breeze. The woman's black hair was blown by the wind, and she stood barefoot on the island, small and weak.

This should be a desolate land, but on the island, it is gorgeous and shocking——

High mountains and flowing water, nine turns of verandas.

It is full of nobility and elegance unique to imperial power and nobles.

It's like a golden cage built just for one person!

"Do you like it?"

The clear voice pierced through the sea breeze.

The slender figure stood looking at her from a distance, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It has been waiting for you for a long time."

Su Qing stared at Cen Zhou steadily, her head was blank for a long time, and she realized something with difficulty, but she learned to replace it with extreme anger, her breathing fluctuated, and she smiled back: "You want to imprison me?"

"Weichen said it." Cen Zhou walked in front of her. He was wearing a rare dark blue dress today. The sleeves were embroidered with silver patterns of idle clouds and wild cranes. .”

The voice was misty by the sea breeze.

Su Qing'an was the first person to teach Cen Zhou what love is.

He can afford his emotions, but he can't let them go. Since he can't let them go, he should hold them firmly in his hands and let life and death come to him.

"presumptuous!"

Su Qing'an was thin and thin, with white clothes and black hair, like a butterfly falling at any time, she angrily scolded him: "My palace is Princess Zhaoyi! If you dare to offend your superiors, it is disrespectful, contemptuous of the imperial power, and a crime of deceiving the emperor! Punishment for all crimes, reasonable It should be cut!"

Cen Zhou was unmoved, and his words were slow.

"Princess Zhaoyi traveled on April 36th in the spring of the [-]th year of Yonglin. She was attacked by a bird of prey on a mountain in the western suburbs and unfortunately died. This minister is deeply saddened."

In the next few seconds, Cen Zhou suddenly smiled under Su Qingan's sudden change of expression. He still vaguely had the clarity of the past, and was more like General Dingbei who oppressed every move. He raised his hand and gently smoothed the woman's frowning eyebrows. .

"What are you afraid of? How can I be willing to do this, Wei Chen is still waiting to marry you."

The touch on the face trembled, making people's hair stand on end.

"Crazy." Su Qing'an was so angry that she trembled all over, she took a step back and squeezed out two words from her teeth.

"I thought the princess would like me now."

Su Qing'an took another step back, and he took a step closer, until she had no way to retreat and was forced to the shore. When she fell down at the critical moment, she was hugged by Cen Zhou's waist, her breath was cold, and her manner was intimate.