Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 360 His words are as touching as flowers

"That's all, let me tell you the truth. When I was a child, there was a fire at home. This half of my face was burned in the fire. It still looks horrible. I had no choice but to cover it with a mask."

After hearing this, Su Jiu couldn't help touching his face pityingly.

How painful it must be for the fire to burn on the flesh!
Tears welled up in her crystal-clear eyes, and she whispered softly, "It must have hurt at that time, right?"

Tears fell on the back of Xiao Tingchen's hands, and he was stunned.

Su Jiu hugged his waist, and pressed his face lightly on his chest, "But Master Fusheng's pain is over, and from now on, you will always be happy!"

She is so soft.

Xiao Tingchen hugged her like a feather.

"Master Fusheng!" Su Jiu suddenly thought of something, and raised his bright eyes again, "Is your mother still alive? Do I need to visit her?"

Xiao Tingchen looked at her.

Those clean eyes reflect him all over.

He is the one she puts on top of her heart.

He likes her very much and wants to take her to see Mrs. Xue, but he knows it's not possible.

So he shook his head, "Not alive."

Su Jiu felt melancholy again, "Then you don't have any relatives?"

"……No."

"It's so pitiful, but it doesn't matter, from now on, I will always be with you!"

The girl's eyes are like crescent moons, and her dimples are as sweet as if filled with nectar.

Xiao Tingchen was silent.

Su Jiu got into the carriage, walked a long way, and was still smiling and waving goodbye to him, his little face full of deep reluctance.

Xiao Tingchen was still standing on the mountain,
The sun in early winter was lazy and bright, and it should have been a warm afternoon.

But why...

Can't he be happy?
Once you tell a lie, you need to use countless lies to cover it up.

He couldn't imagine, if one day, Su Xiaojiu knew that Mr. Fusheng was her bad brother, what would she do to him.

The sigh was carried in the wind.

The boy broke off a white fluffy mountain cotton and played with it down the mountain.

……

Twilight will be late.

In the painting boat by the Qinhuai River, a dozen or so burly men from far north Liang were drinking and eating meat with their arms around Hua Niang.

The attendant rolled up the bamboo curtain, and a man in a Taoist robe with slightly curly hair came in with a smile on his umbrella.

It was Su Runmo.

Su Runmo looked at the young and strong man in the middle. He hadn't seen him for several years. He was even taller and straighter. The rough animal skin coat was pulled halfway, and chest hair was faintly visible on the muscular chest.

He wears a half-moon knife at his waist, and the palms of his arms around the beauty's waist are covered with rough calluses, which shows that he has never neglected his skills in daily life.

He is indeed the eldest son of the King of Beiliang.

But if Su Jiu was there, she would find that they were the people in the puppet troupe that she had met once.

"Your Highness."

Su Runmo cupped his hands.

A young and strong man in his 20s raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Aren't you afraid that Yuan Xu will find out if you come to see this king so carelessly?"

"Yuan Xu trusts me very much now. Tonight, he will hold a birthday banquet for Lu Jiaoyi at Fenghua Terrace. That will be a good opportunity for us to strike."

"boom!"

The wine jar was thrown out by the young and strong man, and it shattered to pieces at Su Runmo's feet.

The crystal wine dripped all over the floor, soaking his dark blue Taoist robe.

He smiled and sat down, "What's your highness unhappy?"

"You are by Yuan Xu's side, don't you have a chance to strike?!" The young strong man's eyes were full of murder, "Did you betray Beiliang?!"

Su Runmo put one hand on his heart, and bowed to him, "Your Highness's words are wrong. Before coming to Jiangnan, I have traveled all over the mountains and rivers in the north of Daqi, and I know the map of the north well. In the past five years, I have proofread all the rivers and terrains in the south of the Yangtze River. Daqi's land veins, towns, and defenses have all been drawn on the blueprint. This map is extremely valuable to Beiliang. In the future, Beiliang It will come in handy for the crusade against Daqi. How could I, who worked hard for the great cause of Beiliang, betray Beiliang?"

There was silence in the boat.

Su Runmo poured wine for them with a smile, "Yuan Xu is headstrong. He thinks that the guards of the East Palace are omnipotent, and that Wu Song can protect him well, so he left the Xu Mansion without hesitation and is on his way to Fenghua Terrace. Tonight is This is an excellent opportunity to assassinate him, as long as His Highness gets his head, the Emperor of Beiliang can legitimately make you his heir."

Beiliang is different from Daqi, they don't pay attention to establishing the eldest son as the heir, but to establish the heir based on merit.

For this young prince, what he needs is a great achievement, a great achievement that is enough to make all the ministers in Beiliang believe in his ability.

such as,

Obtain the head of Prince Daqi.

He picked up the wine that Su Runmo had poured, took a few sips, considered it for a while, and finally agreed to Su Runmo's proposal.

Su Runmo smiled, and poured wine for them again, "I will follow His Highness back to Beiliang after this matter is over. What awaits us is probably the incomparable glory of this life? I would like to follow His Highness all my life."

His words are as touching as flowers.

The smile is as warm as the spring breeze, which convinced the young and strong man, as if ascending to the throne of Beiliang is as easy as picking something out of a pocket.

He agreed to Su Runmo's proposal.

……

As night fell, the Qinhuai River was already bustling.

In the long river, the sunset is rustling, and countless painted boats with carved railings and jade are moored on the river bank. Among them, a big boat with a six-story building is the most resplendent.

The big ship occupies a vast area, and the lights are gilt when seen from the shore. Behind the carved railings, the maids are towering in clouds and going to and fro endlessly, like immortals in the rays of the sun.

A plaque hangs high on the small building, with three majestic characters "Fenghuatai" written on it.

This place is a restaurant remodeled from Fenghua Terrace where Yan Qiansui used to accumulate gold and silver beauties.

Xiao Tingchen built Fenghua Terrace into a gold-selling cave that is second to none in the south of the Yangtze River. The maids inside are very good, the food is very good, and the tea and wine are also very good. There is only one shortcoming——

expensive!
But the more expensive it is, the more those dignitaries like it, as if they can only prove their status by holding a banquet here.

Su Jiu, Zhou Baojin, and Xu Nuanyue stepped into the hall, and saw Lu Jiaoyi, who was full of stars, showing off to other girls.

(End of this chapter)