Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 527 Finale ([-])

In order to confirm what she was thinking, Qiao Wei deliberately slipped into Chaowen Mansion, and took a look at Gong Zi Yu Er from afar.

With just one glance, Qiao Wei was sure.

It really wasn't the young master Xuan Yi.

Although in many planes, the young master Xuan Yi hides well, but her intuition tells her that this is not him.

Gongzi Yuer is just Gongzi Yuer, apart from being connected by blood, the two of them have no similarities at all.

Unlike his notoriously domineering elder brother, Gong Zi Yu Er is a good son praised by everyone.

He is filial and gentle, treats others generously, his body is not as strong and strong as the young master Xuan Yi, and his appearance is a bit bookish.

There are three concubines in Chaowen's mansion, all of whom were taken in as personal maidservants since they were young. Gongzi Yuer respects them very much, and the concubines also do their duty, and there is peace in the backyard.

If Xuan Ji were to marry, with her city and methods, it would be easy to tame these concubines.

This is indeed a fine marriage.

It's better than marrying son Xuanyi and guarding the empty bed alone.

Of course, it is impossible for Qiao Wei to watch Xuan Ji live a good life.

If Xuan Ji, who killed the mother and took the child, had a good marriage, wouldn't the suffering she and the child in her womb have suffered in the previous life be in vain?
Qiao Wei was silent, and walked out of the mansion.

"Young master?" Yu Yang asked curiously after following up. "What exactly does the young master want to do?"

"Go to the brothel."

"Cough cough cough... huh?"

Qiao Wei spent two hours wandering around the Qinlou Chu Pavilion in Qidu, picked a pair of twin flowers, gave them a brief training, and then sent the twin flowers to the vicinity of Chaowen Mansion , creating a vulgar drama of "selling \/ burying the father".

Dog's blood belongs to dog's blood, but people are willing to buy it.

Soon, the steward of Chaowen Mansion came out to take a look, beckoned, and bought Twin Flowers into the mansion.

Yu Yang looked confused, "Young master, what do you mean?"

"Cutting Hu."

"...???"

Qiao Wei looked at the sky.

The sun is almost dusk, and it is a good time to marry a wife.

A grand guard of honor leads the way, with music and sheng.A ox cart with red silk flowers hanging on it slowly came from the direction of the city gate.

Qiao Wei and Yu Yang avoided the side of the road and watched the ox cart go away.

The red tent was a shadowy figure, reflecting a vague figure, this was the mistress who was about to enter Chaowen Mansion, the adopted daughter of Lu Guoqiao Taichang—Xuan Ji.

Qiao Wei clenched her fingers tightly under the wide sleeves.

She still remembers the cruel and hopeless pain when a sharp weapon pierced into her body.

In her previous life, she died so miserably.

In this life, Xuan Ji, who is an executioner, never wants to enjoy the glory and wealth, the music and the harmony!
She will definitely get back the pain that Xuan Ji inflicted on her, one stroke at a time!
"Young Master." Yu Yang probed his head, watched Gongzi Yuer go out to welcome the bride, and asked casually, "Xuan Ji's marriage is such a big event, does the Young Master need to go in and ask for a glass of wedding wine and present a big gift?"

Qiao Wei looked sideways, said nothing, with a cold expression on her face.

Yu Yang rubbed the back of her head and said with a sneer: "The villain just thinks that after all, the young master is Xuan Ji's elder sister, so it's rare to bump into the car driving to welcome her again, and if he doesn't go through the door, I'm afraid the adults will be dissatisfied. "

Qiao Wei hooked her lips without comment.

If my father knew that after the death of the old man, instead of going to mourn Xuanji, whom he had loved for half his life, instead of going to mourn, but instead dressed in red and green in the son's mansion, he might be so angry that he would cheat his body.

"I won't drink the wedding wine." She said slowly. "As for the big gift, isn't this already offered?"

……

Wedding night, bridal chamber flower candles.

Xuan Ji sat on the head of the bed, quietly listening to the noise of the guests outside the door.

No matter how calm and composed she is, she will still be nervous when she is about to face the inevitable scene.

especially……

In her previous life, her first experience was being thrown into a beggar's den by the young master Xuan Yi, where she was mercilessly abused by a group of old beggars.

The feeling that life is worse than death is terrible.

Xuan Ji left a shadow in her heart, and she was a little resistant to this matter.

But she thought, in the past in the other palace on Weishan, she had bumped into son Xuanyi and Qiao Ji having fun once, seeing Qiao Ji's expression, she seemed to be happier, presumably it was because son Xuanyi was gentle enough Bar.

Xuan Ji twisted the handkerchief in her palm, the handkerchief was wet.

Up to now, Xuan Ji still felt a little uneasy in her heart, pinching the back of her hand, it hurt.

She went back to the year she was 14 years old.

She was 14 years old and Qiao Ji was 15 years old. It happened to be the time when Qiao Ji was rushing from Kunlun Mountain to the State of Lu and was kidnapped by son Xuan Yi on the way.

Others would run away after falling, but Xuan Ji did not.

She insisted on standing up where she fell, and she had to stand taller, farther and with more postures than before!
After finding out that there was no Qiao Ji in the son's mansion, Xuan Ji made an incredible decision.

——Before Young Master Xuan Yi kidnapped Qiao Ji and entered the mansion, she tried her best to marry Young Master Xuan Yi first.

Regarding past failures, Xuan Ji reflected on it many times.

She thinks that she is no worse off than Qiao Ji in all aspects, so why is the young master so obsessed with Qiao Ji?
After much deliberation, Xuan Ji decided the reason on "preconceived ideas".

That's right, the young master Xuanyi must have tasted Qiao Ji's sweetness first, so he dismissed her.

This time, she wants to seize the opportunity and try her best to win the favor of the young master.

She would like to see how the young master Xuan Yi can fall in love with that little bitch Qiao Ji with her in front of him!

His tenderness and affection, those petty infatuations, all belong to her!

her!

Outside the door, a series of footsteps approached.

"Master, slow down and step carefully."

Hearing the reminder of concubine Teng's dowry, Xuan Ji squeezed the Xipa tightly in her palm, her heart pounding.

When she thought that she was about to completely possess the young master, she wanted to laugh out loud.

Qiao Ji, Qiao Ji, even if you are destined to return to Lu Kingdom this time, you must never have a chance to be with the young master again.

A big hand was pressed on the door, Agarwood made a dull "squeak", and the door opened a gap.

Xuan Ji's heartbeat almost missed.

She is so eager to possess the son, and at the same time, she is so afraid of his indifference.

At this moment, the courtyard suddenly became a mess, and a servant reported from a distance: "My lord, there is water in the backyard!"

"Water? It's so good, how can it go?" A gentle male voice asked with some surprise, "Tweety, Lian'er and the others are here?"

The voice fell into Xuan Ji's ears, and Xuan Ji frowned involuntarily.

This voice, listen, doesn't quite resemble Young Master Xuan Yi.

Young Master Xuanyi's voice is soft, and when he teases Qiao Ji, he is always sweet and tender, while his tone to others is light, distant and cold.

No matter what kind it is, it is not as gentle and refined as the person speaking outside the door.

Before Xuan Ji figured out what the problem was, the young master outside the door hastily went to the backyard to rescue the concubine Ji.

That night, Xuan Ji waited until the dawn of the golden rooster, but no one came back.

"Sister Xuan Ji." Concubine Teng whispered in her ear. "The concubines in the backyard made troubles one after another. One complained of illness, one fought for favor and flattery, and the other forced him to die. The son was unable to do his own thing, and he was tossed among the three daughters all night, and later..."

Concubine Teng blushed slightly, unable to speak.

Later on... there was an incident of "one dragon and three phoenixes".

(End of this chapter)