Chapter 707 Crazy criticizes the beauty for taking the villain’s script 37

"You won't steal your sister's things, right?"

"How could that be?" Su Mohuan said, "I want to see my sister happy."

"Yes."

She thought about how to place her little Jasmine.

The only thing Su Qingan can't accept in this life is betrayal.

It's the same for everyone.

She wants to make Su Mohuan betray all her relatives and leave her with nothing! She wants to make Su Mohuan hysterical and go crazy! She wants to make Su Mohuan fall into the quagmire and reach out her hand compassionately when she is desperate!

She wanted Su Mohuan to be her little sun.

Outside the palace.

It's still snowing outside. It's the first snowfall in the cold winter in Kyoto. It's so vast that it reflects the vastness of the sky and the earth.

The vermilion palace walls, glazed tiles, and the bluestone slabs with the bloodstains of successive generations of kings fighting for the throne are all covered with a benevolent white.

The lights inside the palace are brilliant, but the cold outside is biting.

Cen Zhou leaned against the railing, with snow falling on his eyelashes and shoulders. He looked towards the palace wall in the distance, his dark eyes filled with bottomless hatred.

"Cen Zhou..."

A trembling voice sounded from behind.

"Miss Zhang." Cen Zhou said when he saw the person.

Zhang Shuliang shook her head, crazy thoughts engulfing her restless heart.

A moment of chance encounter is fleeting, so be sure to seize the rare opportunity.

She had long since lost her arrogance in front of others, so she walked up to him and said, "Do you have to be so raw?"

The young man was confused and stated the facts objectively: "I'm not familiar with you."

The only interaction between Cen Zhou and Zhang Shuliang was that month in the Prime Minister's Mansion. In order to repay his master's favor, he responded to the Prime Minister's request and protected Zhang Shuliang.

The place is remote and quiet, with white snow bending the branches and no one around.

Zhang Shuliang gritted her teeth and squeezed the sachet at her waist tightly. There were tears on her face, and she became more and more miserable: "Cen Zhou, I love you."

"..."

The health-preserving pot was not used to watching those adults drinking, so he simply sneaked out. A green pot was suspended in the night sky. No one could see it. He secretly observed this scene for Su Qing'an and was amazed.

If you fall in love all day long, your child will become stressed if you continue to fall in love.

Do you see him happy being loved?

Even if you are depressed.

When Cen Zhou heard the word love, there was a fleeting hint of cold-bloodedness and boredom in his dark and sharp eyes, and his voice was low.

"Miss Zhang is now the Crown Princess, please be careful what you say."

"I said I love you!!" Zhang Shuliang seemed to be stimulated, her voice suddenly rose in pitch.

His voice was sober and calm.

"I don't love you."

"That's not the case..." Zhang Shuliang could not accept the fact that she was the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Palace.

Growing up, there was nothing she couldn't get.

She held on to her last glimmer of hope and looked up at the young man's delicate and youthful features, "You just don't understand. I can teach you, Cen Zhou... I really love you."

"Please come back." The young swordsman leaned against the railing. The low arc of his eyebrows was quite ruthless. The snow light cast a shadow on the side of his tall nose, and his tone was not moved at all.

Cen Zhou will love a lot.

Love wine, love sword, love world and freedom.

The only thing I don’t love is people, and I don’t love this capital.

He doesn't understand and doesn't want to learn.

For him, it's unnecessary.

"What about Su Qing'an?! Do you love her?!" Zhang Shuliang's face was filled with unspeakable anger, as if she had been betrayed. "She forced you to humiliate you and imprisoned you. It was she who was sorry for you! How is she better than me?

?!"

"Is it related to her?" Cen Zhou was not touched.

"Then do you love her?"

"Don't love."

Zhang Shuliang breathed a sigh of relief when she got the answer she wanted.

Cen Zhou didn't lie to her, he just felt that the question was too weird, just like he couldn't understand Zhang Shuliang's hysterical emotions, the love in her mouth, and Su Qing'an's obsession with herself.

"Cen Zhou..." The sachet was untied at some point, and the faint fragrance filled her breath. With tears in her eyes, Zhang Shuliang raised her hands to untie her clothes, "I don't want to be a princess."

In the shocked eyes of the young man, she took a step forward and said, "You want me."

When Zhang Shuliang said those words, Cen Zhou's thoughts were frozen.

Who is he, where is he, what is he doing?

Zhang Shuliang took another step forward, and unbuttoned her clothes one by one, revealing the white snow under her clothes. She choked and said: "At least, I want to give my first time to the one I love, okay?"

"You and I have no personal relationship." Cen Zhou's eyebrows were cold and he distanced himself from her: "Respect yourself!"

He turned around and left, but strange heat began to spread all over his body, gradually attacking his internal organs, and even his consciousness became drowsy.

thirsty……

Very thirsty...

Cen Zhou's steps suddenly stopped, his eyes were as cold as ice knives, and he hit Zhang Shuliang's body hard, revealing his murderous aura!

"What did you give me?"

Zhang Shuliang looked at the boy's abnormally red face and was secretly happy. It was the medicine that was taking effect. It seemed that the owner of the sachet was not lying to her.

So what if the sword is drawn towards me!

It has been cut endlessly.

She was ready for this day.

"Don't worry, I didn't poison you." Zhang Shuliang bit her lip, mustering up her courage, with warm and passionate eyes, "This is just a strong aphrodisiac, if you don't treat me... you will die."

That moment.

Cen Zhou felt that his three views had been shattered and rebuilt again by the world.

The young man's forehead had protruding veins, and the veins under his cold white skin were unusually obvious. There was a faint, attractive red color, but his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

The second Zhang Shuliang walked forward——

"Contest!" shouted.

It’s the sound of sword energy cutting through the air!

The tip of the sword, as cold as snow, went straight to Zhang Shuliang's heart, ruthlessly blocking her steps forward.

"roll!"

With his Adam's apple rolling up and down, Cen Zhou bit out a word with difficulty from between his lips and teeth, suppressing his fierce anger.

Zhang Shuliang was frightened and stayed for two seconds. She had reached this point and abandoned all her reserve, but why could he still avoid her?!

Zhang Shuliang didn't care, she had to get Cen Zhou today anyway, so she pounced directly on the young man.

The next second.

Someone hit me hard on the back of my neck!

Zhang Shuliang's body became weak and she fell to the ground in disheveled clothes.

Cen Zhou ignored her and left quickly, but his steps became slower and slower. The burning feeling of thirst surged into his throat, breaking his rationality. He opened his collar irritably, and the cold snow slapped his face, barely suppressing it.

Live the uncontrollable boiling in your bones.

Su Ziheng walked out from behind the towering rockery and came to Zhang Shuliang's side.

Bend down and pick him up.

Tossing and tossing, it can’t escape Gu’s grasp!

"Where have you been?" Cen Zhou came back at the end of the palace banquet. Su Qingan glanced at her calmly and found that Zhang Shuliang was not there either, so she asked.

"Take a breath." Cen Zhou lowered his head and answered, breathing slightly, and stood behind Su Qing'an.

The voice is extremely hoarse.

Su Qing'an thought he was a little strange and wouldn't do anything even if he tried.

Su Ziheng stood opposite them, looked at them with a sneer, and clenched his hands.

He must make them suffer tonight!
Chapter completed!