Quick wear: beautiful male boss, please don't tease

Chapter 114
Deep in the bamboo forest.

Walking alone on the quiet bamboo forest path, Luo Zhan's frowning brows were filled with unresolved sorrow. He was wearing a crescent white robe and carried a basket of Ming coins on his arm.

With sad eyes, he walked slowly to the two stone tablets and sat down, took out a jug of wine from the bamboo basket, Luo Zhan pulled out the cork and raised his head to drink.

One or two have left him...

Sure enough, what the Taoist said was right, he is a lone star of heavenly evil, restraining others and self, and living is a disaster.

Spicy and stimulating wine poured down his throat, causing Luo Zhan to choke a few times before drinking alcohol. His eyes were filled with tears, looking at the name on the stone tablet in front of him, he couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

"Big Brother, Little Six..."

Don't leave me behind, you agreed to live and die together, why did you leave behind my back.

Rubbing the name on the stone tablet with his fingertips, Luo Zhan lowered his eyes, clenched his fists, and smiled miserably, "I won't be angry with you, I will go find you when I avenge you."

Lord...

In the end, everything is the Pavilion Master's fault!
If he hadn't ordered the eldest brother to inherit the position of pavilion master, the eldest brother would not have died because of others' dissatisfied schemes, and Xiao Liu would not have died because of King Yan...

He wants, kill him.

A bloodthirsty red light flashed in his eyes, and Luo Zhan smiled gently.

Smile so innocently, so harmlessly.

—

Capital City, Zuo Xiangfu.

"What! You said King Yan is dead?" Tang Mengya looked at her personal servant girl with a shocked face and sternly reprimanded her.

"Yu'er, you know you can't..."

Before she could finish her words, the servant girl named Yu'er knelt down and cried, "Miss, what this servant girl said is true. It is said that King Yan was killed by an assassin, and the master was announced by the emperor yesterday." Gong, you haven’t come back yet.”

Hearing this, Tang Mengya froze.

Her eyes were slightly dazed, and she murmured: "No way, Brother Mu Yu is so powerful, not to mention that woman is beside him... How could he die? Impossible! I don't believe it!"

Brother Mu Yu hasn't married her yet, he can't die... can't die!

Hugging her head frantically, Tang Mengya shook her head, and suddenly smiled foolishly. She pushed Yu'er away and rushed out the door, her eyes filled with water.

She doesn't believe it!She is going to get him back.

She was able to rescue Brother Mu Yu from Ama more than ten years ago, and now she can find him too!

Wiping away her tears, Tang Mengya quickly ran out of Zuo Xiangfu.

I have been pretending to be crazy for more than ten years.

Not bad this time around.

No one in the capital does not know that Zuo Xiangqin likes King Yan, she really loves that man so badly.

She was wrong.

She will never kill any woman who gets close to him, she only wants him alone.

—

a few days later.

After inquiring about the traces of King Yan, Tang Mengya came to a courtyard near the mountains in Qingshui County.

"Yu'er..."

Pulling the reins, the pale Tang Mengya glanced at the gate, and was about to dismount, but froze in place for an instant.

"Mu Yan... House?"

Eyes fixed on the plaque hanging on the vermilion lacquer gate, Tang Mengya's lips twitched, not knowing whether to cry or swear.

Turns out he doesn't need me at all...

It was her being self-indulgent again.

Looking at the plaque with a cold heart, Tang Mengya raised a sharp smile at the corner of her mouth, turned around and drove away.

—

In the courtyard.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes gradually receding outside, Luo Zhan breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked down at the man who was dying on the ground, and smiled with his lips curled up, "Pavilion Master, I offended you because of my humble position, I didn't expect it to be poisoned..."

"sorry."

With a faint smile, Luo Zhan bent down and stretched out his hands to close his eyes, and dragged his body to the bamboo forest in the back mountain.

Putting him in the coffin that had already been prepared, Luo Zhan closed the coffin boards, picked up the shovel on the ground and shoveled the soil, and filled the coffin.

"Now, it's my turn..."

After the coffin was filled with soil, Luo Zhan threw away the shovel in his hand. Looking at the two plaques erected beside him, he smiled with relief.

Taking out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, Luo Zhan poured out the poison inside which was blood-sealed and sealed his throat. He picked up a grain of poison and put it to his mouth.

"Little Luo! Stop!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind, Luo Zhan trembled slightly, and the poison pill in his hand slipped from his fingertips.

……

The rest is self-conceived——

　One more.

　　Well, this story is over.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)