Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

Zhao Zhen sighed softly when he saw that his sister was so stubborn.

He said earnestly: "Prime Minister Chu has no interest in you at all, so why bother, sister?"

Zhao Yan wiped away her tears and retorted: "How do you know he doesn't care about me? Maybe he just doesn't see the good in me."

"Oh, my silly sister, if a man like Chu Ye is interested, he will come to propose marriage as early as the first time he comes into contact with you. There is no need for you to rush to him."

Chu Ye is talented and has a photographic memory. Once he identifies someone and something, it is extremely difficult for others to change him. On the contrary, if he doesn't like you, there is really no hope.

Zhao Yan was unconvinced and said: "That's, that's because he hasn't discovered Yan'er's goodness yet."

Zhao Zhen sighed and said slowly: "Then you should tell my brother, how can an unscrupulous lover of Longyang discover the beauty of a woman?"

Zhao Yan's eyes widened in shock: "Brother, what are you talking about? Don't think that everyone else is like you and your friends, doing whatever you want and eating and drinking."

Zhao Zhen was told what was on his mind and couldn't help but get angry: "Yan'er, I am your brother!"

Zhao Yan finally shed tears: "What's wrong with my brother? Isn't my brother still helping my father to persuade me to join Prince Duolun?!"

"Who is unknown to the nobles of the family? The King of the Prairie is barbaric and unreasonable. Prince Duolun already has more than a dozen concubines at the age of sixteen. You are so cruel even if you know that your sister is gone and you are being tortured!"

Zhao Zhen saw her holding her neck and refusing to change, and said coldly: "In your eyes, is Chu Ye that good?!"

Zhao Yan wiped away her tears: "Yes!"

Zhao Zhen seemed to smile, took out a drawing book from his arms, and threw it in front of Zhao Yan:

"Based on your status and your father's help, you are very likely to be the concubine when you marry, but you insist on Chu Ye. Today I will let you see, Bai Yueguang in your heart, secretly What a good thing you did!"

Seeing Zhao Yan staring blankly at the open drawing book on the ground, Zhao Zhen said harshly: "Open your eyes and take a good look at what the beloved in your heart is like!"

After Zhao Zhen finished speaking, he walked away.

The painting book was opened upwards. Chu Ye held Ning Yu's slender waist with one hand and lifted Ning Yu's chin with the other hand. Their lips and teeth met, and they were inseparable.

Zhao Yan looked at the picture on the ground and said in disbelief: "Brother lied to me, how could Chu Ye be such a person?"

What answered her was the sound of the courtyard door slamming shut.

Zhao Yan turned around and looked at the drawing book on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

From the first moment she saw Chu Ye, she fell in love with him. In the past year, she relied on her father to love her and declined several young men from aristocratic families in order to become his wife one day.

Even if he ignored him, he never got discouraged.

I just never thought that Chu Ye was such a person? !

……No! He is not such a person, it must be Ning Yu, and he must be deliberately seducing, which made Chu Ye confused for a moment.

She picked up the drawing book and read from beginning to end carefully, enduring the discomfort.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Yan closed the drawing book, her chest heaving with anger.

Good on you, Ning Yu!

Before, I thought he was Chu Ye's apprentice, treating him politely and taking care of his lame sister. I didn't expect him to be so shameless in private!

Thinking about the contents of the drawing book, she reached out and wanted to tear it apart, but stopped at the last moment.

After a pause, he rolled up the drawing book, picked it up, and hurried out the door.

She would like to ask her brother if what was drawn in this painting book really happened? !

As night gradually fell over, Zhao Yan called her personal maid Bei'er to go to Zhao Zhen's yard.

Bei'er clung to the lantern and slowly followed Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan's eyes were red, and there were faint traces of crying. Bei'er didn't dare to say anything, just bit his lip and followed Zhao Yan.

The two of them walked to Zhao Zhen's courtyard and saw the courtyard door closed from a distance.

Bei'er took Zhao Yan's hand and said, "Miss, it seems that the eldest young master is not at home. Let's come back tomorrow."

Zhao Yan snatched the lantern from Bei'er's hand and walked forward quickly: "Just kidding, I just saw him coming in the direction of this courtyard."

Bei'er looked at the dark sky around him and trotted nervously to follow.

"Miss, please wait for me."

The courtyard door was entangled with iron chains, and it took a lot of effort for the two of them to untie them.

Bei'er was so nervous that her hands were shaking. She pulled Zhao Yan's arm and said in a tight voice: "M-Miss, the young master has ordered that the slaves are not allowed to approach here at will."

Zhao Yan said: "You came with me today, how could you approach me at will?"

Bei'er leaned closely against Zhao Yan and said, "Miss..."

Zhao Yan reluctantly opened Bei'er's hand and shouted: "Why are you so suspicious? How can a ghost eat you in this Tutor's Mansion?!"

She put the lantern in Bei'er's hand, grabbed the lantern handle and led Bei'er forward.

The door was pushed open, and under the weak light of the lantern, the two of them could see the room clearly.

Bei'er bit his lip and whispered as if he was afraid of disturbing something: "Miss, the young master is not in the room, why don't we go back first."

Zhao Yan glanced around the room and saw nothing strange, so she turned around unwillingly.

Just as the two were about to step out the door, the sound of sliding chains suddenly sounded in the room.

Zhao Yan's eyes moved slightly, and she turned around: "Brother?"

What responded to her was an empty room.

It was as if the clear voice just now was an illusion of the two of them.

Bei'er grabbed the handle of the lantern tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Miss, there is no one here. Where did that sound come from just now?!"

Bei'er's final voice was trembling, with a hint of crying.

Just when the master and servant were at a loss, the sound of the iron chain rubbing against the ground sounded again.

Bei'er was so shocked that she almost couldn't hold the lantern in her hand. She clung to Zhao Yan's side and looked around helplessly with her eyes.

Zhao Yan stared at the bookcase closely, the confusion in her eyes flashed away.

She remembered that her brother's room was very big when she was a child, but why could she only see a huge bookcase now?

She stepped forward hesitantly and looked at the polished copper vase on the bookcase.

My brother has never liked flowers and plants, so why would he put a vase on the bookcase in his room?

Could there be something inside? !

She stretched out her hand like a ghost, wanting to see what was inside the vase.

Unexpectedly, her hands held the vase, but she could not take it off. She could only stick to it motionlessly, as if it had grown on it.

She gritted her teeth and tried hard. When Beier saw the bookcase shaking, she rushed to help.

The two of them somehow managed to twist the vase.

As a deep voice sounded, the huge bookcase slowly moved to both sides in the eyes of the two people.

A dark door appeared in front of the two of them.