Chapter 701 Crazy criticizes the beauty for taking the villain’s script 31

In a bad mood, Su Ziheng wandered here alone, and he knew how terrifying it would be for Su Qing'an to go crazy, not to mention that there was a sword pointing straight at his neck. He was afraid, so he didn't confront her head-on again, and rolled his sleeves.

leave.

"You just have to wait!"

After Su Ziheng left, Cen Zhou put the cold sword back into the scabbard with a swishing sound. The joints of his fingers were very beautiful.

"Let's go." Su Qing'an's voice broke the silence.

Standing alone, with the corners of his clothes fluttering in the wind, he looks a little lonely. The barren mountain is speechless, with worries all over his body.

Halfway through, she asked incoherently, "Why did you draw your sword just now?"

"Don't you want me to protect you?" Cen Zhou said calmly.

Su Qingan paused slowly, a little confused.

"I am your secret guard." He said.

These words may sound a little more subtle and ambiguous in other people's mouths, but when they come from his mouth, they only have the simplest and most literal meaning.

The look he looked at her was quite magnanimous.

Su Qing'an didn't speak for a while.

He took this bet seriously.

Su Qing'an felt that she should be touched now, but she really couldn't bring up any touching emotions. Presumably he didn't want to have such emotions that were beyond the relationship between the two of them.

The Queen's poisoning is a mystery, and the culprit has not yet been found. Several unmarried princesses went to the palace to visit her.

Su Qingan is going too today.

Few people know that today is someone's death anniversary.

Su Qing'an met the imperial concubine when she was attending to the queen's illness.

The imperial concubine stayed in the outer hall and reluctantly nodded to her.

Obviously, the Queen's poisoning had troubled her a lot, and during this period, the Queen was away, so she had to take care of it.

"My dear concubine, you have worked hard these days." Su Qingan said.

"What the hell." The imperial concubine's voice was soft, "Everyone is worried about the Queen."

Bah! What a big ghost to worry about! Whoever likes this crappy job in charge of the Sixth House, God knows she just wants to sleep on her beauty sleep!

Alas, there are wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

The imperial concubine wishes she could step on the hot wheel and run away!

"Since Princess Zhaoyi is here, please stay with the queen for a while. I will go out first." The imperial concubine murmured, "By the way, Su Mohuan is still inside. The tenth princess and the queen are very close, so this time I think she will help her."

Crying."

Having said this, the imperial concubine looked at Su Qing'an with a strange expression.

Su Qing'an: "Ah Huan is kind-hearted."

The imperial concubine responded with a chuckle.

She entered the palace late, but she also knew a little bit about the past. She was able to have sex at the knees of a woman who covered her own mother to death. How kind-hearted is this?

Of course, Su Qing'an didn't just come to serve today. She knew that the queen was looking for a suitable scapegoat.

If it wasn't Gu Feibai, it would be her, but Su Qing'an had always been vigilant, and the queen couldn't frame her up at all. The next best candidate was the imperial concubine.

A concubine who monopolizes the favor of the harem and has a prince by her side.

It's time for an extra ally.

"I heard that the peonies in the imperial concubine's palace are blooming very well," she said. "Zhaoyi also has some flowers and would like to recommend them to the empress."

The imperial concubine paused and looked at Su Qing'an in surprise. After a second or two, she smiled sweetly: "Of course I welcome the princess to come at any time."

Su Qingan walked to the inner hall.

Fengyi Palace was very quiet. When the maids saw Su Qingan, they knelt down and saluted. She did not let them pass. She waved her hand and everyone retreated. The exquisite silver armor, lined with slender hands, opened

Interior curtains.

The copper incense burner with a mahogany base, gold and silver patterns, and a body is burning with heavy incense, which penetrates into people's breath.

The atmosphere is quiet.

The queen was asleep and lying on the big red bed. In front of her, there was a girl lying. From the back, she looked bored, holding the queen's hand with a little dependence.

The fleshy fingers provide a sharp contrast.

She said it as quietly as a whisper.

"Mother, you need to get well soon."

"Ah Huan is very worried about you..."

"The feeling of being sick is not pleasant at all. My sister also takes medicine all year round. I hope you are all healthy."

Su Qing'an stood by the door curtain, half of her face hidden in the shadows, and said, "Who do I hope will be healthy?"

Su Mohuan turned around and saw Su Qing'an.

Strictly speaking, this is the second life, the first time they have officially met.

"elder sister!"

Maybe there was less than a second of silence, and the little girl threw herself into Su Qing'an's arms like a whirlwind, and she cried out in surprise.

"Little Jasmine misses you so much!"

Only one person would call Su Mohuan this way, and over time, Su Mohuan got used to it.

Jasmine, how beautiful it is.

Su Mohuan was born during the season when jasmine flowers were in full bloom.

"Sister, I miss you too." Su Qing'an hugged her into her arms and smelled the girl's scent.

Su Mohuan was more than a head smaller than Su Qing'an, only reaching Su Qing'an's shoulders or lower. She was petite and soft, and she was a typical southern girl.

Her skin is very white, as smooth and smooth as milk, and her lips are as red as blood, a very beautiful color.

Her face is chubby, with the baby fat that has never faded away. It looks easy to pinch. Her eyelashes are as curled as small feathers. Below are two big black grape-like eyes, as pure as a baby and as curved as a crescent moon.

Curved, the nose is not very upturned, but very small and cute, and the chin is not pointed, but a bit fleshy.

From a distance, it looks like a soft dumpling.

Su Mohuan has all the innocent, clean and romantic temperament in the world.

It's the look that Su Qing'an likes.

She is Su Qing'an's biological sister, with the same blood in her bones.

"Hmph! You missed me and you didn't come to see me!" Su Mohuan pouted, her cheeks bulged, and she was so angry that she said, "Last time I was sick, you ignored me and left. Sister, you

It's too much, let me tell you..."

As Su Mohuan was talking, she suddenly noticed something was wrong and looked into Su Qing'an's eyes, embracing each other so intimately.

She felt a little awkward when she looked at her, and a slight chill ran down her back, which made people's hair stand on end. The little girl was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that Su Qing'an's eyes were a little strange, but she couldn't put it into words, she pursed her lips and shouted

He said: "Sister?"

"Why do you look at me like that?"

"Sister just... misses Ah Huan so much."

His voice was almost as light as catkins, a little obsessive and unprovoked, but was replaced by his usual tolerance.

"Ah Huan has grown taller again."

Su Qing'an said, her pupils were illuminated by the light, swallowing all the light, and rubbed Su Mohuan's head with her palms.

Many people called Su Mohuan that, but when Su Qingan spoke, it was as if she was reciting it from the heart. Su Mohuan's heart skipped a beat, ignoring the unfounded weirdness, and didn't think much about it, relying on Su Qingan.

.

"I want to be taller than my sister, and I will protect her when I grow up!"

"Oh, how do you want to protect your sister?"

The protection of a thousand arrows piercing the heart?
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