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

Chapter 26 The princess is not a good match (25)

Su Yan was leaning on the couch to recuperate. The candlelight flickered between her eyebrows, creating a breathtaking and moving light and shadow. Even the distant mountains and eyebrows could not suppress her beauty.

It's always quiet all around.

Until the candle flame trembled.

The person who had been hiding in the darkness stood in front of her.

She opened her eyes, picked up an inkstone and threw it at it, her eyes cold and cold: "What do you think you are now, and you dare to interfere in my affairs."

The man did not dodge or dodge, but he actually suffered the blow.

The inkstone hit the mask, and the injury could not be seen clearly, but blood trickled down his chin and dripped into his clothes.

Su Yan stared hard, her eyes full of anger, and the ends of her eyes were crimson: "If you don't want to stay by my side, you can leave. I never force anyone."

"The slave is voluntary." His voice was hoarse and it was extremely difficult to pronounce the words, as if his throat had been burned by something.

Su Yan looked at his appearance, the anger in her heart was not gone, and even became more intense, and she waved her sleeves.

Looked sideways.

She really doesn't understand.

It must be that Emperor Yuan'an protected the original owner too well. Despite the tragic death experience in that life, he still remained obsessed with Zhou Buji.

It's borderline stupid.

She felt angry in her heart when she thought that she was disturbed by the original owner's consciousness and had to fulfill the original owner's request.

She played with a butterfly inlaid on a hosta, feeling increasingly depressed.

It was just that he painted the original owner's eyebrows with ulterior motives, thinking that he was interested in her.

She pressed the two wings of the butterfly with her fingers and inserted them straight into the dresser.

That's fine, it's fine to make her give up completely.

But she didn't like the feeling of being controlled by others.

This feeling reminded her of the past.

She let go of her hand, but the hairpin was still stuck on it, and her wings as thin as cicada wings kept trembling on it.

It's quite beautiful to look at.

Looking at the person still standing there, she felt a little impatient. She glanced at the edge with her fingertips and said, "I'm thirsty."

He didn't answer, but obediently went to bring a cup of tea.

There is a wisp of incense in the house, and the fragrance wraps around the beams.

Su Yan glanced at the cup of tea: "It's too hot."

He tested the temperature with the back of his hand in advance and found it wasn't hot.

But he turned back and got a replacement.

"I don't like this cup."

He changed again.

Turned around several times.

Su Yan condescended to take the tea cup, but the next second she threw it on his lapel.

The warm tea soaked his clothes, the tea leaves stood on his clothes, and the water dripped down the corners of his clothes.

A little bit of blood can still be seen in the condensed water on the ground.

His lips were a little white.

But the tea cup still fell steadily into his hand.

Su Yan looked at his eyes with hidden emotions, the look in her eyes was meaningful.

She said, "What do you want to say?"

He moved his lower lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head.

"Since you have nothing to say, get out of here and don't bother me anymore."

Ignoring Su Yan's slightly provocative smiling gaze, he made another cup of tea, measured the temperature with the back of his hand, and then placed it on the side of her hand.

Don't expect Su Yan to say anything.

Turn away.

But before he could completely exit, he heard the sound of the tea cup breaking.

His exposed skin was fair and delicate, and he looked like he was no more than twenty years old.

But the back looks like an aging old man, with a slight stoop.

Hearing the breaking sound, his back bent a little more.

Hearing the sound of the teacup breaking, Su Yan felt relieved.

Taohong walked in first, saw this scene, and stepped forward to take a closer look at Su Yan's hand.

Inch by inch, I saw no wounds at all, and I felt relieved.Instruct the maid to tidy up the house.

Taohong lowered her eyes and spoke in a gentle tone: "Is there something wrong with you, Your Highness?"

She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked instead of answering his question: "Has Zhou Buyi made arrangements?"

"According to His Highness's instructions, they were arranged to go to the palace closest to His Highness. They also gave instructions. They did not dare to neglect Young Master Zhou."

She held her chin, her hands resting on the soft couch.

"it is good."

She looked at the flickering candlelight and whispered: "Send a few more people to keep an eye on him."

"Yes."

As if he thought of something, he slowly said: "If he wants to spread any news, let him spread it."

"Don't get in his way."

"Yes."

He has a low eyebrow, no doubt about it, and seems to be a born executor.

Su Yan's black hair was draped behind her shoulders, and she was smiling at the end of her eyes and eyebrows.

As if looking forward to what happens next.

It was a cold autumn day, and Zhou Buji stood by the window and looked at the dead leaves falling outside.

The emotions in my heart are a bit complicated.

He didn't expect to get what he wanted so easily.

But all she could think of was her looking up at him with spring eyes, and said softly: "Are you willing to marry me?"

When he was unconscious, the corners of the tiger talisman hurt his hands.

He just came back to his senses.

Someone quietly fell behind him.

Zhou Busuo glanced at it inadvertently, his eyes froze, and he hurriedly closed the window.

"You don't want to die?"

He also glanced around a few times.

The man said in a low voice: "I've seen it before, but I didn't expect it to be so smooth for you."

"The enthronement ceremony will be held the day after tomorrow. You give her this thing to drink tomorrow."

In his hand was a porcelain vase.

He asked in a hoarse voice: "What is this?"

The man glanced at her in surprise, thinking that he was a little naive: "Of course the thing that prevented her from successfully ascending the throne was the jelly beans."

Noticing the hesitation between Zhou Buyi's brows, he laughed in a low voice: "Does General Zhou still think there is room for repentance? Even if you are not afraid of the master's threat, you should always think about why your eyes are so weak, right?"

Zhou Busuo covered his eyes with one hand.

There seemed to be residual pain.

dark.

Unable to see.

"Don't be soft-hearted." The man smiled sinisterly.

Zhou Bujie's expression was a little distorted: "Do you really think that I will be soft-hearted? Just remember what you promised me."

"Don't worry. The power and influence are indispensable to you, General Zhou."

In his heart, that man actually looked down on Zhou Buji. The man who relied on women to get to the top was now biting back. Not only was he an unfaithful and unfilial person, he had killed so many border officers because of his jealousy, including even his brother. He was even more frightened. There are so many border officers and soldiers, but I don't know if he has dreamed of evil ghosts asking for his life in the middle of the night over the years.

Zhou Busuo nodded expressionlessly.

Never said anything again.

Holding the porcelain bottle tightly in his hand, he stood by the window for a long time.

Can't blame him.

The only thing to blame is her for sitting in that position.

She is obviously a woman, but she has to sit in a position that does not belong to her.

She deserves this outcome.

Just be her princess.

But Zhou Buyi forgot that they clearly didn't want her to be a princess again.

He clenched his knuckles.

(End of this chapter)