The sick beauty has caught the bamboo horse

Hearing this, Cui Zheng sneered and was about to say what he didn't know, when a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, his face turned pale and he lowered his head: "You mean..."

Chu Heng's voice was very cold: "You have never seen that so-called big man."

Zhou Qingyan smiled at the right time, his voice was clear and warm like a lotus in a lake in summer, but the words he uttered were like a winter wind: "The mantis catching cicadas and the oriole are behind, how can you be confident that you must be that oriole?"

Cui Zheng's gray lips moved continuously, and it took a long time before he repeated with dull eyes: "No, no, I am your lord's confidant, how could your lord do..."

Zhou Qingyan and Chu Heng glanced at each other, then glanced at Cui Zheng, who was ashamed of death: "If you don't do good sons and daughters, you have to get involved in those things that lose your head."

Jiangnan East Road is still too far away from the capital, so that the young lady of the rich family here has read two more books and killed two more people in the house, so her heart is higher than the sky.

Zhou Qingyan didn't want to waste much time with Cui Zheng, so he directly asked the Jin Ge Ten Guards who were ambushing nearby to come out and take Cui Zheng away, and leaned softly on Chu Heng and sighed.

The man glanced at him, stretched out his hand and scratched his chin lightly - the nourishment these days didn't make Zhou Qingyan much fatter, but the skin on the chin was more delicate and soft without being ravaged by wind and rain all year round.

Zhou Qingyan narrowed his eyes slightly after being scratched.

Chu Heng: "Why sigh, he deserved what he deserved."

Zhou Qingyan smiled: "I'm not sighing for him, but for those women who died in vain." Ji Wanrou can be said to have died without guilt, but Yuan Qiaoqiao and those women who died were so innocent.

Originally, they should all have a peaceful life, marry a good husband, and have children and grandchildren walking around their knees.

Chu Heng clenched his remaining hand slightly: "Qi Dang."

Hearing these two words, Zhou Qingyan's face turned slightly cold.

Cui Zheng, Pan Feisong, Ji Cheng, Ji Wanrou, and even Cui Ying from Jiangnan East Road were all implicated in the Zhaohe poisoning case.

Yan Ji or Qi Guifei and Qi Junyong behind him played a big game of chess.In the beginning, the white lion hurt people, Yan Yun was punished, and Zhaohe went to the third prince's mansion as a guest, and then Yan Ji gave him some kind of ecstasy soup—or Zhaohe and Yan Ji reached some kind of agreement.

Zhaohe insisted on marrying Gu Qianyun.

Showa's identity is so sensitive.In this way, on the one hand, Emperor Jiaxing and Zhou Qingyan could completely cut off their friendship, and on the other hand, Emperor Jiaxing had doubts about Gu Qianyun and Zhao Xiang.

Zhou Qingyan saw this before he entered the palace and broke with Emperor Jiaxing, but he could only knock down the white-fanged half-blood Tun—he couldn't let Chu Heng suffer a little bit of grievance.

Zhou Qingyan originally thought that Qin Tianjian got his hint that the source of the Gu insect case was on Jiangnan East Road, but now it seems that Qin Tianjian got not only his hint, but also Qi Junyong's hint.

The two opposing parties actually reached a surprisingly unanimous agreement on this matter.

The big guy Cui Zheng thinks is probably Qi Junyong.

But Zhou Qingyan knew that now that Concubine Qi was being framed and Yan Ji was being left out, it was impossible for him to leave the capital.

So Cui Zheng's thought that he climbed a high branch is just a joke from beginning to end. What's even more ridiculous is that this person regards this as a belief, but Ji Wanrou might as well listen to it.

This girl Ji Wanrou is like a frog in a well, thinking she has seized a chance, she can't help but climb up, but in fact she is just an ordinary living being.

It's a pity that the two people who deserved their crimes have already been executed, but the virtuous, gentle and kind girl in Yuan's compound has since disappeared in the boundless world.

The purpose of Qi Junyong sending people to Jiangnan East Road to spread rumors was probably to prove that Showa was poisoned, so he sent people to find Cui Zheng and did these things deliberately.

Ji Wanrou thinks she has Cui Zheng right, but she doesn't know that Cui Zheng wants his life, and Cui Zheng wants to rise to the top, but she doesn't know that Qi Junyong just uses him as a pawn.

And Ji Cheng, who heard the conversation between Cui Ji and Ji Wanrou the day before Ji Li, knew his situation clearly, and always hid in the dark with a pair of calm and wise eyes, quietly watching the two pretending to be smart. People go to the abyss.

Zhou Qingyan's tone was slightly sad: "Pan Feisong is really lucky."

Chu Heng couldn't help but smile a little: "I'm luckier than him."

Zhou Qingyan couldn't help but twitched his eyebrows: "You are worse than him in terms of talent, learning and martial arts, but you are really not as good as him in terms of luck."

Look at the family, he was born in a wealthy family, he is the only legitimate son in the family, he was favored by his father since he was a child, and it's okay to be unlearned and incompetent when he grows up, with a smart Ji Cheng beside him who can manage the house and plan.

The only unfortunate things in this life are only two points: the early death of his mother and Pan Yue's seizure of power.But there are always one or two things that don't go well in this world, and he can't take all the advantages in the world.

Thinking of Pan Feisong's life, Zhou Qingyan couldn't help being amazed, there really are such lucky people in the world.

But Chu Heng was caught off guard and held his face, and used some force to face his head to him.

Suddenly, the two eyes met.

Zhou Qingyan was a little taken aback: "Ziyuan?"

Chu Heng smiled, "I'm much luckier than Pan Feisong." I was homeless when I was young, and I returned to the capital full of resentment, but I met you.

Warm me with a cold heart and a cold heart, enter my heart, fill my heart and mind, and never forget it.

Chu Heng didn't say a word after that, but Zhou Qingyan had already seen the affection in his deep starry eyes, and couldn't help showing a smile.

Zhou Qingyan loves to laugh whenever and wherever, but most of the time his smile doesn't reach his eyes, and he says indifferent or sarcastic words on the surface.

Only facing Chu Heng, the warm spring breeze filled his face and heart, and he couldn't see anything else in his eyes.

Cui Zheng was taken away by Shi Er, and there were only two people left in the huge house. The boundless night spread around them, but it didn't infect them at all.

Chu Heng slowly touched Zhou Qingyan's thin body with one hand, and smoothly touched the soft waist, hooked Zhou Qingyan's chin with the other hand, and hooked his face to himself involuntarily.

This action has a sense of coercion, and there may be a gap in someone else's heart.

But Zhou Qingyan wouldn't, this bastard thing fits Chu Heng exceptionally well in some respects.

So much so that not only did he not feel any discomfort now, but he took the initiative to stand on tiptoe and sent himself in front of Chu Heng, and their lips and teeth met in an instant.

Chu Heng's life's concentration was not used on Zhou Qingyan at all. Once this bastard took the initiative, Chu Heng couldn't help but follow his thoughts.

The two exchanged a deep kiss in this silent house.

Zhou Qingyan's lips were red and his breath was slightly unstable: "Ziyuan, do you think I performed well today?"

Chu Heng tidied up his clothes for him: "Okay."

Zhou Qingyan was hanging on Chu Heng's body, and Chu Heng picked him up and walked out step by step: "Then I will change my position tonight."

Chu Heng subconsciously tightened the hand that was dragging Zhou Qingyan's thigh—fortunately, he didn't scratch this rambling ancestor.

The man said without hesitation: "Go back and rest."

Zhou Qingyan smiled and continued on his own: "I just read a storybook a while ago, and it is really full of pictures and text..."

"Ziyuan? Ziyuan, don't walk so fast, you're killing me. Hey, why are you walking faster and faster?"

In another 100 years, Chu Heng couldn't stand Zhou Qingyan's mouth, so he had no choice but to let him go back to the post house to sleep.

Zhou Qingyan's clear and bright laughter resounded in the silent night, startling the sound of sparrows.

The next day.

Zhou Qingyan didn't get up until noon, and when he got up, he heard Ah Qiang report: "Mr. Ji came to say goodbye to you early in the morning. He has returned to Pan's residence."

Zhou Qingyan's eyes were sleepy, his black hair was loose, he leaned lazily on Chu Heng's chest and yawned: "Send two bolts of red cloth over here. Get back."

Ah Qiang said in her heart that it was not the New Year or the festival, why would she give someone a red cloth?But Ah Qiang didn't have the guts to say this, so she backed off after answering.

When Ah Qiang left, she thoughtfully closed the door, leaving only Zhou Qingyan and Chu Henglian in the room.

Without outsiders, Zhou Qingyan rubbed against Chu Heng's chest, his eyes were still flushed: "Ziyuan, my knee hurts."

Chu Heng picked him up and sat on his lap, gently lifted up his pants—there was a bruise on his knee.Chu Heng's eyes darkened.

Zhou Qingyan pursed his lips: "Beast. Come back and rest as agreed."

This ancestor probably forgot how he was so smug and pretentious last night, so he vented his anger on Chu Heng when he got up during the day and felt uncomfortable.

Who knows that Chu Heng just indulged him: "It's my fault. How about finding some medicinal wine for you to rub after dinner?"

Zhou Qingyan groaned and didn't say anything, Chu Heng could only gently press a kiss on his forehead: "Good Ayan, don't be angry with me. Shall I rub it for you?"

Zhou Qingyan: "Then you are not allowed to force me to eat that Laoshizi tonic soup today. I want to eat barbecue, and you have to take me to play after I finish eating."

This ancestor probably said four words to Chu Heng—bullying the weak and fearing the strong, he cried so much last night, but today he is full of arrogance.

Chu Heng had no objection to the second half of the sentence: "You still have to drink the tonic soup, and you can go to play wherever you want after drinking it."

Zhou Qingyan sighed quietly.

As the name suggests, tonifying soup is used to nourish the body. It is boiled with black-bone chicken until there is only a small viscous bowl left, and then some fresh chopped green onions are sprinkled.

At first Zhou Qingyan drank it deliciously, but drinking it every day was really a torment.

However, Fang Bo said that he still needs to recuperate, so Chu Heng asked the kitchen to make soup every day, but it was useless to ask.

Zhou Qingyan felt more uncomfortable drinking soup now than letting him drink medicine. Chu Heng had to feed him mouthfuls and coax him, taking a stick of incense to drink it.

After finishing drinking, this person still has to act coquettishly on Chu Heng for a while: "Ziyuan, I want to vomit."

Chu Heng gave him a sip of clear tea: "Drink tea to get rid of the boredom."

Zhou Qingyan pouted: "What's the point of drinking tea? It's better to burn a knife."

Even though he said that, when the teacup reached his mouth, Zhou Qingyan subconsciously opened his mouth and drank two sips of tea, smacking his lips.

Chu Heng gently wiped the tea stains from his mouth: "The burning knife is too strong, today I will take you to drink the flower wine I brewed earlier."

Zhou Qingyan came to his senses: "Huajiu, where is it?"