The villain strategy of the little white flower in quick time travel

Chapter 74
In the early morning, the silvery white dawn gradually turns brown, and the morning glow is reflected on the window sticks of thousands of households.

Su Mu rubbed his aching head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This wine... hiss!" As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a burst of tearing pain from his mouth.

He couldn't help but caressed the corner of his mouth, as if... there was a wound?It won't be disfiguring, right?

When Su Mu thought about it, his face changed color almost instantly.

Hastily got out of bed, trotted to the dressing table, saw the woman in front of her face was still goose fat, her lips were like cherry blossoms, her eyebrows were like ink painting, her expression was like autumn water, she was indescribably soft and delicate.

But a small wound suddenly appeared at the corner of the mouth, still oozing with blood, but it revealed a strange beauty.

"By the way, how much is Jinyu's love worth?" Su Mu asked in the space with some doubts.

"It's 95 o'clock! I told you that this task is not too simple!"

The system is right. After Su Mu came here, he has been in front of Mi Chong all day long!

But this love value is soaring up from time to time...

"Ma'am, what's the matter?" Lan Chun, who pushed the door open, looked at Su Mu nervously fiddling in front of the yellow mirror, and became a little worried.

Su Mu waved his hand, his eye circles turned red, and said delicately, "I heard a mosquito buzzing non-stop last night, it must have bitten me!"

"The servant is preparing some wormwood to smoke the empress's palace?"

"Hmm! That's a good idea, bring more!"

"..."

At this time in Dongchang, the corners of the mouth of the young man on the python chair were slightly raised by the left and right, and the face that looked like a sculpture was even more like a god's mansion.

It's just that on the left face, which was like a crown of jade, there was a palm print.

Although it has disappeared a lot, looking at the slender mark, it can be seen that it was done by a woman.

The left envoy who was standing on the side looked respectful and said with a sneer, "What is the governor's happy event?"

On weekdays, the new superintendent is serious, his eyes are even more sinister, and his body exudes an aura that strangers should not get close to.

But today, he is a little more gentle, and the joy in his eyes made his already somewhat feminine face a little more spring.

Jinyu smiled brightly, stroked her perfect thin lips with her long and slender hands, and whispered at the corner of her mouth: "It's really something to be happy about..."

He recalled last night, the woman in her arms like water, her lips as sweet as cherries...

Although she was drunk, the aura between her brows was different from that of ordinary women.

In just a blink of an eye, the boy's face returned to its usual gloom, "Where is Qin Jinxiu now?"

"Now he's in the Dongchang prison! My subordinates see him very calm!" The envoy beside him quickly replied.

Jinyu listened, and sneered, her voice was as low and hoarse as hell, "Such a person... shouldn't be alive, should he?"

No one dared to answer what he said. Everyone knew that His Majesty had not issued the death penalty!

But for Jinyu, only the dead will not threaten him... so there is no room for counterattack!

After a while, the boy appeared in the dark and damp dungeon.

In a prison cell, a tall and slender man with black hair, untied and untied, hangs down behind his back, smooth and smooth like fine satin.

Under the delicate and feminine Ye Mei are a pair of stunning deep purple magnificent eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, adding to the seductive style.

Even in the dungeon, it still doesn't lose half its elegance.

"Heh, the governor is still so used to this dungeon? I just don't know how to change your place." The young man's eyes flashed with a sinister light, which made people feel inexplicable trembling and fear.

Qin Jinxiu moved and grinned, implying sarcasm: "Even if the little eunuch in the past changed his clothes, he still couldn't cover up his lust..."

"so what!"

Jinyu flicked his sleeves, strode forward, and pinched the man's jaw.

His fingers were slender and long, like the tips of new shoots after the rain, facing Qin Jinxiu's chin like a knife, but there was a strange beauty.

"We are all the same kind of people, aren't we? Father-in-law Jinyu..."

His deep eyes revealed the vicissitudes of time.

The bottom of the eyes, as deep as a cold pool, seemed to be hazy with layers of smoke and rain floating.

The young man whispered in his heart: Yes, but they are all paranoid lunatics who are about to become demons!
"Master, it's time to change places..."

The boy stood up abruptly, his eyes determined.

Qin Jinxiu, go to hell!He would never leave someone who knew him so well.

Understand that the low * in his bones has reached the dust, and his bones are full of dirty blood!
After Jinyu left, the only man left in the empty cell was an indistinguishable male and female sigh:
"Full of public fame, full of shock, who knows that I have few talents, and now, now only dead woods..."

When the winter plum blossoms, the emperor's shining eyes are as bright as black gemstones, and as pure as clear lake water.

He would help the boy buried in the snow, smiling like a bright star, "Brother, what are you doing? Oh! I see, you are building a snowman!"

"People are born like duckweed, but I don't want my brother to be that rootless person, follow my surname!"

"Qin Jinxiu, you will be my supervisor from now on!"

……

Qin Jinxiu raised a trace of black hair, and smiled warmly. He couldn't beat that Jinyu, but he lost to the person in his heart...

The bright moonlight shone through the thin clouds and shone into the window of the cell, hazy.

The man stretched out his slender and jade hand, wanting to touch the tiny moonlight...

"puff!"

A dull red came out of his mouth, but he was still smiling.

It's just that I don't know whether to laugh at his naive grasp of the moonlight, or to laugh at the unspeakable feelings buried deep in my heart...

At this moment, Zhong Gan is in the palace.

Qin Moxuan half leaned on the dragon chair, holding a glass of fine wine, watching the dancing girls in the hall.

But suddenly there was a tightness in his chest, and he threw the wine glass in his hand into the hall a little annoyed.

"what!"

One of the dancers stopped her movements, let out a coquettish cry, and covered her slightly red and swollen forehead from being smashed.

Qin Moxuan only felt very agitated in his heart, and roared angrily: "Drag it on! Cut it off!"

"Slave obeys orders! Don't come up and drag this offending dancer down!" Eunuch Li quickly echoed, pointing at the woman domineeringly.

"Ah! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

……

After a while, the woman's voice disappeared.

Only then did Qin Moxuan frowned, and Eunuch Li quickly poured another glass of wine when he saw it.

"Go and bring up my man's leather drum! I want to play a drum!" The man was full of interest, his black pupils as bright as obsidian shone with a bloodthirsty light.

"The slave obeys!"

(End of this chapter)