When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

Things progressed much faster than Qi Yan had imagined. For example, He Hui did not want to give up Puyang Zheng, but instead met with the Emperor by chance at a certain occasion, making the Emperor once again decide to marry He Hui to Puyang Zheng. .

In this regard, Qi Yan can do nothing.

"Then Miss He's really relying on you, it's you not marrying." Slightly said a word, in exchange for Puyang Zheng's anxious glance.

"This is not what I want, the woman is really a tossing man!"

"Have you ever had an affair with Miss He? Or did you have any agreement with her as a child?"

"How can I do it with my ancestor since I was a child?

Pu Yangzheng took a sip of tea, thought about it, and sighed again, picked up the teapot and filled the empty cup.

"That would be weird." Qi Yan looked at him faintly, the corner of his mouth being the tempting arc of the past, "It seems that you can only marry her."

"How does this work!"

"How can't this work? Isn't Lang Cai just good looking if she hasn't married you?"

"You—!" Pu Yangzheng glared at him, but couldn't say the next sentence. After a while, Zhiwuwuwu shrugged away angrily.

[Male host’s favorability to Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 75]

Looking at the back of his departure, Qi Yan's usual smile slowly fell.

After a few days of peace of mind, this marriage intention came down again, and it seemed that the emperor was not going to do what the fisherman did. He Hui also has some skills. I don't know what kind of transaction can make the emperor move the gold pen and write down the imperial purpose.

This time, Puyang Zheng could not escape.

After that, for five days without seeing Puyang Zheng, Qi Yan was slightly shocked. He quickly asked the steward about Puyang Zheng, but was told that the war in the Northwest was urgent, and the emperor was concerned about the territory of the country. Puyang Zheng went to the Northwest immediately. He returned to Beijing to marry.

So, in the early morning three days ago, Pu Yangzheng hurriedly fought against the Northwest, now I am afraid that he is already on the battlefield.

Annoyed in his heart, Qi Yan said that this silly general didn't know to tell him, maybe through this battle, the marriage would have a turning point!

He got up and wanted to go back to Hehuanlou to check the news of the northwestern war. As soon as he looked up, a turquoise figure broke into his sight.

It turned out to be He Hui.

Now, she withdrew the deliberate flattery and innocence of the past few days, her face full of resentment with a triumph of victory, her eyes blinked at Qi Yan, and she said cruelly: "Who are you? "

Qi Yan froze for a while, then smiled and said, "Lou Huan Lou, Qi Yan."

"You bullshit! In the last life, Qi Yan liked me!" He Hui suddenly shouted wildly, "Where are you evildoers??"

Last life?

Qi Yan frowned, and things seemed not as simple as he thought.

"Miss He is confused? Isn't Xiaosheng never seen you, why should he be attached to you?"

"You don't understand, how can you understand?" He Hui stared at Qi Yan, seeming to take him into his belly, "You are a devil, occupying Qi Yan's body, and seduce Brother Zheng to do something that violates Changlun Thing! Hum! The prototype is probably the coquette that everyone avoids!"

"Miss He, you should pay attention to your deliberation." Qi Yan lowered her face, with an ice sword in her eyes, and shot straight at He Hui. "Privately entering the General Mansion without notification, this kind of thing was spread out, Miss He's reputation Do you want to sweep the floor?"

"Sooner or later, I will be the hostess here, but I want to remind you to leave as soon as possible! The unrecognizable vixen! When Brother Zheng comes back and you are still here, I will ask a mage to let you die!"

After talking, He Hui scornfully smiled and turned arrogantly away.

Fly to smoke? Oh, it's paranoid.

but……

Qi Yan's confused mind just calmed down a bit, recalling He Hui's words, and suddenly thought of another possibility.

That is He Hui in this world, not through, but reborn!

The last life she mentioned was exactly what Qi Yan knew about the original plot: the heroine traversed, the light of self-confidence attracted Pu Yangzheng, and even made "Qi Yan" captivated for her.

Now, I am afraid that she had already died once, but she returned to the beginning of the story with her memory, and it made sense why He Hui only identified Puyang Zheng, and she pursued it without any reason to give up.

In this way, when Pu Yangzheng lived in this world for one day, He Hui would not give up!

[Attention host! Neither the hero nor the hero can die, otherwise the mission will fail! ]

"Of course I know."

The female host can't die, and the male host can't die, and some of the memories of the past life, He Huihui, has been holding Puyang Zheng, no matter how Puyang Zheng treated her.

Qi Yan looked down for a long time, got up and left the General's Mansion.

Hehuanlou.

Qi Yan rarely wore a simple yet strong outfit, and the white robe inlaid with silver thread was simple and handsome. He took out two bottles of medicine powder from a small wooden box beside the couch, and put them into the square cloth spread out on the bed. There were a few pieces of clothes for washing.

"You want to leave?"

There was a sudden sound behind him, and Qi Yan knew who it was without turning back.

"Well, I'm going to the northwest."

"There is fighting, what can you do?"

"Naturally, there is something to do, otherwise who will go to that ghost gate."

"Hey!"

Qi Yan turned back and looked at the man who was still black and dressed up, "No brake, this Hehuanlou, here you are."

"what?"

"I said." Qi Yan said, "Hehuanlou, it's yours."

"Seriously?" Wu Cha came forward a few steps, staring at Qi Yan. "I didn't want to cooperate with you to operate this Hehuan Building. You treat this as a treasure. Will you give it to me now?" "

Qi Yan chuckled lightly: "Hehuanlou is not my important thing. At first, it was just annoying you that you did not want to cooperate with you. How do you know that I will not cooperate with him if I change someone?"

In a word, he choked off two cups of tea before quenching the fire.

"Seriously, are you really going to follow General Laozi?"

"What does it mean to go with Puyang Zheng? You really can't speak." Qi Yan knotted the square cloth, twisted it in his hand, and sat aside satisfactorily. "I will leave tomorrow. give it to you."

"You can go as long as you like. As an acquaintance, I just remind you that Mo is going to be close to the battlefield, and the sword has no eyes, but it's not just talking."

"I naturally know."

"...Do you take it seriously?" Suddenly he paused and waved his hand, "Fuck..."

Sleepless all night, starry sky, but a glance of darkness, when the sky revealed fish white, Qi Yan's house has long lost temperature.

...

Fifteen days later, the Northwestern Front was in a hurry, and the Emperor set aside 30,000 troops to support.

One month later, the thieves waged a protracted war, breaking the two cities at the frontier, and the emperor was furious.

Two months later, the two lieutenants next to General Puyang fought against the enemy and eventually died in the battlefield. The ashes were burned and Kuai Ma was brought back to Beijing to reunite with his family. General Puyang was seriously injured, and the emperor realized that the situation was urgent, and once again deployed troops to support the northwest.

After May, the year is approaching, the local victory over the thieves, the city recaptured, the people cheered, welcomed tens of thousands of soldiers back to the DPRK, and celebrated the country.

The emperor commended all the soldiers, but there was only one missing.

The thieves are cunning, and when the dead fish breaks the net, the poisonous arrows pierce the Yang with hundreds of steps, and the generals of Puyang hit the arrows.

After returning to the camp account, he was unable to return to the sky.

Without waiting for the return of the dynasty, without waiting for the reward, he was buried by brotherly soldiers on the battlefield of the war of his life.

Puyang Zheng, died.

...

In the year of blooming Jin Jin, there is no doubt about right and wrong. Hehuanlou still has a continuous flow of customers this year, and it is not known how many times it earns more than its peers.

"Oh, where is Lord going?"

"I am also looking for the Lord!"

"Last day, the gods haunted us, leaving a lot of mess, alas!"

A few servants in the Hehuan Building started looking for people again. Coupled with the background of noisy, noisy, and chaotic, the popular Hehuanlou is hot all the time.

And the people they were looking for were in a small farm house, drinking tea and eating avocado, so they were uncomfortable.

After the fruit was eaten, he stretched out his hand to grab another one, and was beaten with a crackling sound.

"Eat, don't you care about Hehuanlou?"

"Hey, heaven and earth conscience, I helped you manage the Hehuanlou for so long, now it's not enough to eat your fruit?"

"No, go to Huanhuan Lou!"

"If you are worried, you can go back by yourself, anyway, those who are in charge also recognize you."

"He can't go back." Suddenly, a deep and magnetic voice came in, with a shallow smile.

"Why can't he go back?"

The man stepped forward, took the standing man into his arms, lowered his eyes, and chuckled, "He has to accompany me, this is an appointment."

The man in his arms also looked at him, not blushing or shy, but instead frivolously raised his eyebrows, the mouth still had the attractive arc. The red lips opened lightly, saying one word at a time: "There are more agreements, can I try tonight?"

"……natural."

...

The man sitting on the chair stood up abruptly, looking at the two embracing with disgust, and said with hatred: "Qi Yan, Puyang Zheng! Can you both pay attention in broad daylight?"

"No." Qi Yan swept lightly, "Go back to your Hehuanlou if you don't want to see it."

Before waiting for the call, Puyang Zheng immediately sang the husband and said, "The words are right. Also, my name is Yang Zheng and the word is Liu Yan."

Wuzha glared at them unbearably, without saying a word, and finally left angrily.

In the small house, the embracing couple looked at each other and smiled. The tenderness from the heart could not be dissipated for a long time.

...

Life and death parted with shock and sincerity, and wind and willow will survive.

[Male host’s favorability to Qi Yan +25, current favorability: 100]

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task and copying the transmission memory. ]

[Successfully copied. Does the host immediately leave this world? ]

--Yes.