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

Chapter 352 Spring Breeze Proud of Horseshoe Disease, Seeing Chang’an Flowers in a Day (66)

He was slapped three times in a row, and the tense atmosphere seemed to explode at any moment. The servant girl and eunuch beside him turned pale with fright.

Shen Yaojin's left cheek was a little swollen, which was enough to see how much effort Shen Yue had put in.

Shen Yaojin's face was terribly cold, and under Shen Yue's icy gaze, she slowly let go of her hand, and the violent aura between her brows was entwined.

A red mark was pinched on the pale and fragile wrist, Shen Yue twisted, feeling a tingling pain, got up and gave Shen Yaojin a cold look, and left without saying anything.

The snow has stopped, and the snow stains on the branches have been pressed layer by layer, as if the branches have been bent.

As soon as Shen Yue came out, the cold wind blew, her hair was blown up, and a few strands stuck to her face.

After a while, Shen Yaojin also came out.

He looked at Shen Yue's thin back, it was snow white outside, she was still wearing a black cloak, she was out of place.

Fu An waited quietly beside him.

As if sensing his gaze, Shen Yue slightly turned around and looked over, her brows and eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost, her indifference and calmness was terrifying.

Shen Yaojin's fingers hanging by her side couldn't help shrinking.

He pursed his lips, looking a little gloomy.

The cold dampened her slender and thick eyelashes.

She lowered her eyes, her crow-feather eyelashes were black and thick, casting a faint shadow.

Suddenly, it seemed to be a smile.

Dotted with red moles under the eyelids, like a thick and colorful painting.

"The fool has become a lot smarter."

As if joking, a little bit of chill dissipated.

Fool, fool.

Shen Yaojin suddenly had palpitations and had difficulty breathing. He tried very hard to dispel the images in his mind. It was not a very good memory. He tried to hold on, but his face still turned pale.

Deliberate, forgotten memories, don't think about it, and lock the deepest part of your heart firmly.

But this seemingly hard shell was crushed by Shen Yue's words and was completely defeated.

His expression became fierce, majestic, with dark eyebrows and eyes.

The young man in black and snow-clad has bright eyebrows, bright lips slowly curved into a slight arc, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth are shallow, as if he is very happy.

"good."

There seemed to be a faint, superficial pampering, and it seemed helpless: "Grow up."

It is true that she has grown up and knows Shen Yue's weakness.

It was Shen Yue who underestimated Shen Yaojin.

And Shen Yaojin also impressed him.

After saying this, Shen Yue turned around and stepped into the snow step by step, leaving brand new shoe prints.

Shen Yaojin quietly looked at the back of Shen Yue leaving, the emotion on his face could not tell whether it was cold or something else, and his deep eyes became darker and darker.

He closed his eyes, and the cold wind blew on his face, which was painful.

Shen Yaojin went to Chengqian Hall, and by coincidence, she saw Shen Yue and Cheng Qiangong.

I don't know how to start.

All he knew was that Shen Yue in front of Cheng Qiangong was very different, his eyes seemed to be shining, and there was no trace of gloom in his body.

He thought it was ridiculous, but watched it for a long time.

Shen Yue and the man got very close, as if they were whispering something, or some kind of sweet talk, because the man had a cold face at first, and when he heard something, the tips of his ears turned red quietly, and the thin blush was dyed His face was tense.

Those dark and moist eyes are like a golden lake in the evening, full of tenderness, admiration, and shallow shyness.

it's wired.

Shen Yue originally showed such an expression, he thought that Shen Yue had no heart.

I can't tell what it feels like, but I feel like something is burning in my chest, rolling over and over like charcoal fire, and the hot flames spread to my limbs and bones.

Suddenly he felt cold again, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the biting frost formed pieces of ice, freezing his blood.

In fact, I really wanted to laugh, but when I pulled my lips, I found that it was difficult to pull out a slight arc.

original……

Shen Yue has a heart.

He is actually not very keen on the throne, but he doesn't want Shen Yue to succeed.

He wanted to see Shen Yue kneeling at his feet to repent, wanted to see Shen Yue apologizing bitterly, wanted to see Shen Yue humblely pray for pity like a dog.

Shen Yue sensed his presence and looked over.

Shen Yaojin looked flat, said nothing, and walked away.

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The night was dark and cold, and outside the window was the silent and cool twilight.

Shen Yue has caught wind and cold again these few days, and she can't help coughing lightly, it's not very serious.

She didn't go to Qingyue Hall, and told Cheng Qiangong in a very normal tone that her own cold was afraid of infecting him.

Cheng Qiangong's brows and eyes are cold and indifferent, and his figure is like a pine and bamboo, as if nothing in this world can break his peace.

Didn't ask, just said hello softly.

Shen Yue thought, Cheng Qiangong was really embarrassed, let him commit himself to such a small world for nearly a year, and was annoyed and entangled by people like her every day.

It must be a very painful thing.

The windows were closed tightly, and there was no cold wind blowing in.

Looking at the letter in his hand, it was Huo Dao's good news.

It's just a very simple language to express the frontier battle situation, and there is no more word written.

Shen Yue picked up the pen, and halfway through writing, she couldn't help the itching in her throat, and coughed lightly.

There was a light knock on the door.

Shen Yue put down her pen and folded up the letter, because her voice was a little hoarse just after coughing.

"Enter."

The door was pushed open, the cold wind blew in, and was quickly blocked from the door.

Cheng Qiangong walked in.

Shen Yue raised her eyes slightly, her black hair was lazily draped over her shoulders, her chin was propped up, her slender and white fingers were beautiful and clean.

In the warm light, the hair seems to be dyed with a layer of halo.

Seemed to be gentle, watching him come.

Cheng Qiangong's silent heart seemed to be hit by something, and something rushed past his eyes.

He walked over, holding the medicine in his hand, steaming.

Before walking very close, Shen Yue smelled the bitter smell of medicine.

"Your Highness, take your medicine."

The man's voice was like a cold wind soaked in chill, indifferent and calm.

Shen Yue lowered her eyelashes, took the bowl of medicine, she still couldn't help frowning due to the strong bitterness, pursed her lips, and drank it all in one go.

The medicine is very bitter, and Shen Yue hates it.

Cheng Qiangong seemed to have been prepared, and took out a small bag of candied fruit.

Shen Yue paused for a moment, then ate two, but still did not relieve the bitterness in her mouth.

Not sweet, not sweet at all.

Cheng Qiangong didn't leave right away, he looked at the girl with that kind of cold gaze, although the room was filled with heat, but the girl's face was still pale and sickly, there seemed to be a slight sickness lingering between the coquettish and beautiful eyebrows and eyes. gas.

(End of this chapter)