This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 362 Spring Breeze Proud of Horseshoe Disease, Seeing Chang’an Flowers in a Day (76)

Cheng Qiangong slowly pursed his thin lips, his handsome fair face was as cold as a sword with its blade unsheathed, but a few strands of blood crawled into his eye sockets.

Pretending not to care, he lowered his head and chuckled, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, cold and indifferent: "It doesn't matter, Your Highness, remember what you said today."

After leaving these words, Cheng Qiangong turned around and left. The door was pushed open with great force, and the cold wind came in. His figure was tall and straight, and he was so heartless that he didn't turn his head once.

Shen Yue looked down at the turtle crawling on the ground.

The tortoise is old and can barely move.

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After a great victory in the frontier, General Huo returned to the dynasty.

Huo Dao came to Chengqian Palace in a hurry, and there were already guards at the door to greet him. His decisive aura made people shy away.

In the study room, Shen Yue is drawing a painting, which is a picture of red plums.

The red plum stands proudly on the branch, blooming unscrupulously, warm and dazzling.

The sleeves were rolled up a bit, the five fingers were slender and white, and the dark blue blood vessels could be clearly seen.

The windows were opened a little, and the branches outside were covered in snowflakes, all white.

The interior is bright.

Huo Dao stood at the door, his eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost, and his voice was thick and hoarse: "Huo Dao sees you."

There was a vague sound from the closed door.

"Enter."

Huo Dao walked in, and the door was closed by the guards.

As soon as he returned to Chang'an City, he went straight to the Chengqian Hall without even having time to change his clothes. The silver armor shone with a cold light, and his tall stature was extremely aggressive.

The outline is deeper, the eyes are sharper and brighter, and it has grown into a ferocious and powerful wolf.

Shen Yue still bowed her head, her hands kept moving, her drooping eyelashes were like butterfly wings fluttering, her full and bright red lips were pursed into a straight line.

A suffocating silence spread.

I don't know how long it took before Shen Yue put down the paintbrush in her hand, then slowly raised her eyes, looked the man's whole body up and down, with the tails of her eyes slightly raised, she said a word of unknown meaning.

"good."

This sentence seems to contain a lot, and it seems to be a little gratifying.

Huo Dao remained expressionless, his eyelashes covering the flash of darkness in his eyes.

"Fulfilling the mission."

Just because of a letter sent by Shen Yue, he hurried back, his resolute and deep face was still stained with a few drops of dry blood, his brows and eyes were dark and fierce, with a strong smell of blood.

Shen Yue bypassed the desk and walked in front of the man.

He took out a silk handkerchief with a fragrance, and gently wiped the blood on his face. The blood had already dried up, and after wiping it off, it still left a red mark.

Her voice was soft, and she said warmly: "Huo Dao, you have worked hard for you these years, and you have done a good job. Now, I call you back, and you should understand."

The emperor doesn't have much time left, Huo Dao is Shen Yue's right-hand man, and even a sharp sword with evil spirit, no matter what backhands Shen Yaojin has left, if it doesn't work, then force the palace.

This is also a bad idea.

Huo Dao's back was straight, and his figure was tall, almost 1.9 meters. The condescending height cast a shadow, which seemed to be able to cover Shen Yue in front of him.

However, in front of Shen Yue, he was like a docile tiger.

That face with few expressions made it hard to figure out, the words that came out were loud, and the thin lips parted lightly: "Understood, I will do my best, and I will not hesitate."

What Shen Yue wanted was his words.

She has never doubted Huo Dao, a man like a wolf, who has been by her side in the past few years, plus she has personally cultivated him and spent a lot of effort, so she will naturally give her trust.

But sometimes, giving food to one person, clothing to one person, and letting him live again, not all people will be grateful.

In the face of interests and desires, these are nothing.

As for Huo Dao, he is very ambitious, and Shen Yue is just a stepping stone for him from the beginning to the end, and he can dispose of it at will after there is no threat.

Another point is that the two people have different ambitions. Huo Dao is far more ambitious than her.

Shen Yue can buy Huo Dao with a piece of candy, and others can also buy Huo Dao with a piece of cake.

It's all the same.

As for Shen Yue, she also underestimated a person's evil desires.

Shen Yue lowered her eyes slightly, her eyelids were very thin, with a faint pink, and the tails of her eyes were slightly raised, coquettish and beautiful.

Her lips pursed, and she finally said softly, "But there is one of them, you can't move."

That pale and sickly face seemed to be more transparent, and the lips were more colorful.

There is obviously no great emotional fluctuation on the face, and it does give people a very uncomfortable and gloomy atmosphere.

She is sad.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were thick black, and he could not see a trace of light.

"Who?"

The hoarse voice seemed to be squeezed out of the chest cavity.

Shen Yue didn't look at him, but turned her head to look out of the window. There was a vast expanse of whiteness, and the exposed skin was full of cold white tones.

The long and slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, without any expression, but it seemed mixed and picturesque, fragile, relieved, and tired.

The voice is soft, like a breeze.

"Cheng Qiangong."

Even at this point, she still couldn't bear to hurt Cheng Qiangong, not because she was reluctant, but because she was relieved.

Huo Dao didn't speak, covering half of his face, his joints turned white.

It wasn't until Shen Yue looked over that he responded in a low voice, but instead, deep unwillingness and distorted jealousy surfaced in his heart.

Shen Yue pressed the aching forehead, waved her hand, and signaled him to go out.

Huo Dao made a salute, turned around and backed out. At the moment the door was closed, half of the shadow covered half of his expressionless side face, and his deep eyes flickered faintly, as if he had planned for a long time and waited to tear his prey apart. ferocious beast.

And Shen Yue was carefully watching the picture of plum blossoms on the desk, and didn't notice the man's eyes.

-

The emperor was critically ill, and all the people in the Hall of Mental Cultivation were kicked out, only Shen Yaojin was left inside.

Even Shen Yue stood guard at the door, and there were several Ming courtiers kneeling at the door, only Shen Yue stood alone, especially eye-catching.

The snowflakes are slowly falling, and a thick layer of snow has accumulated on the ground.

The rime is covered with silver, and a layer of white ice is condensed on the branches, like white jade.

Cheng Qiangong was also among them. He was wearing a scarlet court dress, and his eyebrows and eyes were more handsome.

After waiting outside for an unknown amount of time, the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was finally opened.

Shen Yaojin was dressed in black, with a tall and straight figure, and walked out holding the imperial decree.

His brows and eyes seemed to have condensed a layer of extremely cold frost, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were slightly flushed, and his thin lips were tightly pursed: "Father, you are dying."

For a moment, everyone was quiet, and then there were undulating cries, heart-piercing, overlapping voices.

(End of this chapter)