Crazy criticizing beauty she took the script of the villain

Chapter 233 Di Ji, She Doesn't Want to Seek Power and usurp the throne (30)

The system is a bit strange, what's going on, the host seems to be more attractive, ahhh...

It wants to surrender under the pomegranate skirt of the host...

"Good host."

Sang Yan lowered his eyes slightly. If he remembered correctly, before falling asleep, it seemed that a person who did not belong to this world came here.

Sang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, even in the air, it seemed that there was still this breath.

Who is it, and what method was used to take such a big risk to lift the seal on her memory...

……

The news about the poisoning of the imperial concubine of the Yu dynasty spread in an instant, and the city was almost full of uproar.

Rong Zheng's face was ugly, who distributed it?

He knew about Di Ji's poisoning, the emperor teacher had come to him and asked him to keep it a secret.

But what's going on now?Who spread the word about this.

Just when Rong Zheng's face was gloomy, someone broke into the door suddenly.

He kicked the door open and walked in coldly.

After seeing Rong Zheng, he lightly rubbed his thumb and ten fingers, his face was frighteningly cold.

Rong Zheng pursed his lips after seeing him: "It's my fault."

It was he who failed to protect Di Zhuo well, and it was he who spread the news about Di Zhuan's poisoning because of his inability to handle affairs.

Di Shang looked at Rong Zheng coldly: "Find out who did it."

Rong Zheng didn't get up, but held the arm of the chair tightly in his hand.

After hearing Di Shang's words, he nodded slightly, then raised his head and looked at Di Shang with complicated eyes.

"You..." Rong Zheng paused, and then asked in a somewhat complicated way: "Aren't you going to see her?"

As soon as Rong Zheng said this, as expected, Di Shang fell silent.

He was silent for a while, and then he said, "Go."

After speaking, he turned his eyes slightly sideways, and glanced at Rong Zheng condescendingly: "He's here, you'd better be prepared, if he hurts you, I won't spare you."

Rong Zheng felt a pain in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, he could only nod his head in agreement.

This is what he should do, even if it is risking his life, he must protect the Emperor.

Otherwise, it won't be him who will die, but everyone in Rong country.

Even after beating Rong Zheng to death, he didn't expect that Di Yan was not only Di Shang's daughter, but also related to Di Shi.

Rong Zheng sighed, feeling like a dumb man eating coptis, feeling unspeakably bitter.

If he had known this would happen, he would have died a few years ago.

Di Shang took a deep look at Rong Zheng, then turned and left.

……

Sang Yan closed his eyes, feeling a little annoyed.

If you want to kill someone, what should you do?

Just when she was considering whether to get up, there was a strange smell in the room.

Sang Yan continued to lie down calmly, observing the other party with his spiritual sense.

Di Shang looked at Sang Yan, and saw that her face was pale and her brows were tightened. It seemed that she was not in a good condition.

Di Shang slowly approached Sang Yan, a strangeness flashed across his eyes.

Di Shang stretched out his hand to touch Sang Yan's face, as if he was afraid of disturbing her, he stretched his hand halfway, then retracted it.

Even the cold and cold-blooded Di Shang, at this moment, has tenderness in his eyes.

He just looked at Sang Yan quietly, without doing or saying anything.

After a while, he finally spoke.

His voice was a bit hoarse: "Jiao'er, long time no see..."

Di Shang looked at Sang Yan's face, the more he looked at it, the more he felt distressed.

It really seems like...

Inherited from her mother.

Di Shang withdrew his gaze and wiped away the mist from his eyes.

He pursed his lips, feeling a little guilty: "Forgive father, I didn't protect you well..."

"I will save you..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, trying to cover Sang Yan.

Sang Yan was a little strange.

Although this person looked very similar to the original owner's father in memory, he was too young, right?

Although it is not exactly the same as it has been for many years, it is similar.

Tsk, really...

Di Shang stretched out his hand, and silently put his hand on Sang Yan's pulse.

After a while, he frowned, his face was a little bad, and his brows were tightened.

Obviously feeling a little tricky.

That's right, Rongguo's silent poison has no solution. Although people who are poisoned will not die so quickly, they are not slow.

Even if he wakes up, he can only move his eyes, and he can't even move his hands, let alone speak.

Di Shang sighed invisibly, then wanted to withdraw his hand, but was suddenly grabbed by a small hand.

A trace of shock flashed across Di Shang's eyes, and then he immediately regained his composure.

Sang Yan opened his eyes, looked at Di Shang expressionlessly, and then let go of his hand.

"Father."

Di Shang's expression was a bit complicated, "You..."

Sang Yan raised his eyes slightly, with laziness in his eyes.

She briefly described the reason of the incident, and then Di Shang knew that Sang Yan was fine.

Everything is fake.

Sang Yan looked at Di Shang calmly.

I can't help but sigh in my heart.

Sure enough, the beauty daddy is the most attractive.

Although Di Shang was around fifty, he still looked like he was when he left.

No more than twenty.

Only then did Di Shang heave a sigh of relief: "It's good that it's okay, all these years..."

"How are you doing?"

Sang Yan nodded casually when he heard the words, "Well, we are all fine."

Di Shang didn't speak, he was not good at words, and he was extremely cold in his bones.

To be able to have that expression just now is indeed an extraordinary performance.

"Are you still angry with your father?" Di Shang asked with an unnatural expression.

Sang Yan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then understood.

It seems that Di Shang misunderstood her expression too little.

Sang Yan shook his head slightly: "No, I am very happy that my father can come out to see me."

Di Shang pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and did not speak.

He really didn't see where Sang Yan was happy.

I don't know if it's his illusion, it's just been a short time since we parted, but Sang Yan has changed.

She kept her emotions hidden.

There seemed to be no smile on his face, and even when he saw her, he was expressionless and indifferent.

This made Di Shang have to wonder if Sang Yan was still angry.

But looking at her appearance, she didn't seem angry either.

Di Shang sighed invisibly, and then returned to his previous appearance, but he couldn't hide the gentleness in his eyes.

"Then take a good rest, Father will cook something for you."

Sang Yan nodded slightly, then watched Di Shang leave, and then yawned lazily.

She is still a little sleepy, it may be a sequelae, and her brain still hurts badly.

but……

When this plane ends, she must let him come back to pay the price.

Sang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a coldness and evil spirit flashed across his eyes.

After a few hours, it was already evening.

Di Shang was holding a tray with some food on it.

"Ji'er, my father remembers that your favorite is sweet and sour short ribs, try it quickly."

Although Di Shang was still expressionless, the anticipation in his eyes betrayed him.

Sang Yan looked at the table next to him, with a gleam of light in his eyes.

"Thank you, Father."

Out of the corner of her eye, Sang glanced at Jiang Ying and Shen Zhuo who were standing not far away, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

(End of this chapter)