Reborn Miss Against Heaven, she is beautiful and sassy

"Baby, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Dongwan shook Su Wanqiu worriedly, only then did Su Wanqiu come back to his senses, and shook his head slightly at her.

"It's okay, it's just that the wind blows too much at night, and I have a headache."

"That's no good, I'll make ginger soup for you! What if you catch a cold?"

Jiang Dongwan immediately got out of bed and prepared to make ginger soup, but was held by Su Wanqiu's hand.

"It's alright, just get some sleep~"

Su Wanqiu's heart was slightly warm, and his usually cold cheeks were now a little shy, which made Jiang Dongwan's heart twitch slightly.

"Baby, have you met a dog man?"

Su Wanqiu bit her red lip and didn't respond, but Jiang Dongwan could tell that she had met Mu Zhichao.

In fact, Su Wanqiu has been thinking about Mu Zhichao's last words, when he stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms, and whispered softly in her ear.

"I will understand you, understand you, and finally wait until you can accept me!"

"How many years, I am willing to wait!"

Su Wanqiu didn't know how she escaped back, anyway, she buried herself in the bed after she came back, and this sentence echoed in her ears.

Jiang Dongwan crossed his arms, picked up the mask and applied it, but his mouth was not relentless.

"I thought you went somewhere today, but you went on a date with a dog man!"

"no!"

Su Wanqiu bit her inner lip slightly, and told her what happened today.

After hearing about Hei Sha, Jiang Dongwan's hands stopped, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly lowered.

"Shenshantang, I've never heard of this organization before, and now I'm a little curious, why is this organization going against us?"

Su Wanqiu didn't quite understand either, but she vaguely felt that this matter was related to herself, or to King Qinghuang.

"Don't think about it, how could it be related to you after more than 1000 years?"

Jiang Dongwan comforted her, but her slightly pursed red lips were just right when she turned her back.

She is also a little skeptical about this now, Lin Qingqing's incident is proof that some obsessions can always persist for thousands of years and refuse to dissipate.

But she won't tell Su Wanqiu, she believes that she can protect Su Wanqiu well.

"Okay, go to sleep, don't you have to go to school tomorrow?"

Jiang Dongwan pushed her to sleep, Su Wanqiu didn't think about it anymore, and fell asleep soundly.

It's just that at night, there are always some people who are extremely difficult to bear.

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"My lord, Mr. Fu has become famous in the Taixue. I heard that Qing Chenzi, the national teacher, values ​​him very much. His Majesty recommended him to serve in the imperial court!"

Su Wanqiu's eyes opened a little, and she saw Qingmei dressed in blue as a maid kneeling beside her and pouring tea.

Mr. Fu?Cleaner?
Su Wanqiu rubbed the center of her brows, only felt that these two names were very familiar, but couldn't remember who they were for a while.

"He can do it if he wants to be an official, so why should I worry about it?"

Su Wanqiu took a sip of her green tea, feeling that the spring is infinitely good, so why bother with ordinary things.

However, Qingmei couldn't believe it, her little face turned red in an instant.

"My lord, you forced the young master to warm the bed back then, but he was the only man who walked out of the lord's boudoir. Did the lord really let him go?"

Su Wanqiu immediately froze, thinking hard for a long time without recalling this incident.

When did a man come in and out of her room?

"Qingmei is talking nonsense, when will a man come in and out of my king's room? Others don't know about my king, and neither do you?"

Su Wanqiu was still majestic, Qingmei immediately shut up.

It was rumored by others that King Qinghuang had a face of three thousand faces and countless subordinates, but only the people in the mansion knew that those so-called ministers with faces and skirts were just the personal guards of Nihuangwei.

The prince's ambition was never in the temples of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, but in the peace of the world.

Qing Mei flashed a look of obsession, for the prince, she would give everything!
"Qingmei, the wind is blowing!"

Su Wanqiu didn't seem to notice this scene, and turned his gaze to the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

Before I knew it, it had already entered autumn.

"My lord..."

"Fufeng Bamboo, Mr. Fu is here!"

Huangmen's sharp shouts disturbed the scene, Su Wanqiu's gentle face gradually turned cold, and he left the main hall and returned to the study.

What imperial decree, what Fufeng bamboo?

If she doesn't like it, who in the Northern Zhou Dynasty would dare to disobey her?

What's more, he is a shameless person who uses his own fame to climb up!
Dressed in fine clothes, Fufengzhu, like a prince in troubled times, hurriedly opened the door, but there was no woman in the main hall who liked to sleep on her side.

He stopped and rushed to the study immediately, he knew she would be there!
But when he walked to the window, he couldn't move.

He remembered that when he left the mansion not long ago, the woman said to him coldly.

"I will use my name in exchange for your life's glory and wealth. You go to find your wealth. From today on, you and I will be strangers!"

From that day on, the woman never saw him again, even though he became famous in the capital, even if he was summoned by the emperor, but she never saw herself again.

He held the jade in his hand tightly, determined to express his feelings to her.

But in the next second, his eyes fell on a painting in front of the desk.

The painting was in her handwriting, and he recognized it at a glance.

But in the painting is a man, a handsome and noble son, who is unparalleled in the world.

Jealousy ignited from his heart, he had never had such a moment of jealousy.

Because the man in the painting is not him, let alone anyone in the capital!
She, who has love!