Kuai Wen Zhi crazy criticizes the beauty she does not want to be a female supporting role

Chapter 18 The princess is not a good match ([-])
With their hands entangled, Su Yan fell into his arms.

If you exclude his blind eye, looking through the bronze mirror, the beauty, black hair, and handsome general are a particularly good match.

He stroked Su Yan's shoulder blades with his hand, and whispered: "I was provoked by others in the past, and I couldn't see your kindness." In the death row, half of the skin was peeled off and hung on the iron frame to be eaten by rats. When people get closer, they can see that there are white and tender maggots squirming in the wound. If they only raise their eyes, they can clearly see the deathly silence inside.

He was picked off the horse by Su Yan, his legs and arms were broken by the secret guards, and he was dragged to the death row like a dead dog.

The eyes of the guards guarding him were full of contempt for him, and some even stepped forward and pinched his chin with their hands, looking at him from side to side as if he were an object: "Young general, he's just a pretty boy."

Someone stopped him and said with a smile: "Don't do this to him. If His Highness thinks of him one day and asks him to be a bed warmer, we can't afford to go around."

The man glanced at Zhou Buji sideways, poked his eyes with his hand, and said casually: "Is it possible that His Highness will want a blind man?"

"Let me tell you, even you are better looking than him."

"hahahahahahahahaha……"

The jeers echoed in his ears, and he stared at these people expressionlessly without speaking.

It's like I want to remember the appearance of each of them.

This kind of scene is too familiar yet strange. He lived like this before he was seven years old.

As a slave and a maid, as a concubine in the general's palace, he is even lower than the servants.

"Go, that's what you want to eat."

The muddy steamed buns in the corner and the rice under the flies that kept flying around were his food.

This is all good.

If they are scolded by their master, they will be stuffed into a dirty toilet, with the dirty things flowing from their heads.

"My servant has given you a bath."

"LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL……"

"Look at his mean look."

He couldn't laugh or cry.

Because you will be bullied even worse this way.

So he learned to keep an expressionless face, not resist, and just followed their bullying.

This way you can suffer less.

But after he turned seven, he didn't see them again.

same.

This time he didn't want to go back to that place.

Su Yan hugged his waist, rubbed his chest like a kitten, and complained in a coquettish tone: "This is a good thing, otherwise how could you see how good I am to you."

His whole body was cold, as if his heart was tightly held in someone's hands.

He raised his lips and smiled: "Yes, if not, then I can see who I really like?"

Su Yan has been pampered since she was a child. It is true that she does not know the suffering in the world, but it is also true that she does not take human life at heart.

If you say how much she likes him, I'm afraid it's not true.

This love for cats and dogs is no different from her love for the bronze mirrors brought as tribute from the Western Regions.

But he was also grateful that he could have such a love.

But when he realized the thoughts in his heart, he despised himself extremely.

disgust.

He frowned, disgust flashing in his eyes.

And the hatred for Su Yan.

The hatred was so long that it covered up the high-spirited expression between his brows in the past, making him look somewhat deep and dark.Su Yan raised her eyes, stretched out her hand and touched his eyebrows. The wide sleeves slipped from her wrists, revealing her slender and fair skin.

Her hand slid from his brow to his lips.

His body was stiff, full of disgust at being played with.

She turned a blind eye, took back her fingers and clapped her hands. Outside the palace, two guards in military armor dragged an unkempt woman.

The woman's hair was stuck together with blood, covering her face, but her legs were weak and she might have broken her leg bones. Her slender wrists hung down weakly, and all the nails on her ten fingers were pried off.

"Go and take a look, are you satisfied?"

Su Yan's eyes and face moved slightly, with a slight smile on her lips.

As if to please him.

And when he looked at the slender woman kneeling in front of him, he had some vague guesses in his mind, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

Is she crazy?He even killed his own allies.

He stepped forward in a daze and pushed the man's hair away with his fingers.

There were several shocking wounds on the originally beautiful and delicate cheeks, which were deep enough to show the bones. There was one cut from the eyebrow bone to the bridge of the nose and then to the cheek, which completely destroyed the entire face.

The most terrifying thing is that Rose Hanxue's lips were crookedly sewn together.

What made him most horrified was that her lips were sunken.

Su Yan stood up straight, attached her slender fingers to his arm, and placed her chin on his back intimately: "I know that you don't like her, but you are inevitably jealous that she once chatted with you, and she also betrayed you. So I cut off her tongue and sewed her mouth shut."

Yan Yan smiled and said, "How about it? I really like this gift I gave you."

He was angry after being stabbed, but when he saw such a strange scene, he couldn't help but ask: "Isn't she helping your highness?"

She stretched out her hand to smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes, revealing her white lips and teeth: "Where does this palace lack her?"

"All the people in the world are the subjects of this palace, and there are countless talented people and strangers. As long as I wave my long sleeves, everyone in the world will flock to you."

"Zhou Lang, don't you hate her?" She raised her eyes and tilted her neck to look at him. The hanging black hair fell on the side of her shoulder blades, and some of it floated up and fell on the side of her face. Her lips were as red as blood. .

She looked at him with pure eyes, as if she just wanted a result,
He shook his head and reached out to tuck her hanging hair behind her ears: "Of course I hate her to the core. Thank you, Your Highness, for always thinking of me. I feel very scared."

She smiled very happily and turned around in a circle: "As long as you are happy, that's fine."

"Zhou Lang."

But as her tone fell gently, his hands became sweatier and sweatier.

He would rather she be as devoted to him as before, or be as ruthless and cruel to him as before.

It's better than now.

She seemed to have had enough of the show, frowned slightly and waved, "Take her down and tell the doctor not to let her die."

"Yes."

Su Yan casually dropped the shaky butterfly steps on her head to the ground, sat on the soft couch and waved to Zhou Buji.

Her sleeves floated in beautiful arcs in the air.

"Come here and give me a bun."

The humiliation of being driven like this filled his body.

A bit of anger flashed in Zhou Busuo's heart. How could she have treated herself like this in the past.

But looking at Su Yan's half-smiling face, he raised his lips with difficulty and said with a bit of embarrassment, "But I don't know how to pull my hair into a bun."

She wrapped a strand of green silk around her fingers and repeated softly: "You don't know how to pull your hair into a bun?"

(End of this chapter)