Chapter 708 Crazy criticizes the beauty for taking the villain’s script 38

The queen recovered from her serious illness and was wearing a phoenix crown. She was talking to Emperor Liang and swearing sovereignty.

The imperial concubine sat to the side, her young and charming face full of drunken beauty. She looked at the scene with her forehead propped up. Her eyes flickered as she looked in the direction of Su Qing'an and smiled at her.

Su Qing'an also smiled at her.

The truth about the Queen's poisoning has not come to light.

Su Qing'an knew that the queen was waiting for an opportunity to kill the concubine with one blow.

After being the queen for so many years, her methods were vicious and ruthless. Su Qingan boldly guessed that those heirs who died young died at the hands of the queen!

Even if the imperial concubine dies, her fourth prince will not pose any threat to the crown prince.

In the previous life - while the queen asked Prime Minister Zhang to forge evidence that the concubine's mother's family formed a clique for personal gain, she also framed the concubine in the harem for murdering the emperor's heir, trying to replace the queen, and even poisoning her!

The slaves around the imperial concubine had already been instigated by the empress to rebel, and a big drama was staged.

Su Qingan also cooperated with the imperial concubine in her previous life to avoid this crisis, but this time, she chose a more risky approach.

Risks and opportunities go hand in hand.

She wants the queen to suffer the consequences——

She wants Emperor Liang to depose the queen!

Su Qing'an held the wine glass and when she put it down, the wine cup left clear and even slightly twisted finger marks due to the extreme force.

Yingying, wine and color collide, reflecting the sickly red eyes.

After the palace banquet was over, Su Mohuan ran over and pestered Su Qingan, acting like no one else and said, "I'll stay with my sister tonight, okay? Okay?"

Cen Zhou frowned and stood aside, feeling noisy and dizzy, making him not want to stay here any longer.

"Not tonight." Su Qing'an looked at Su Mohuan strangely.

That look in her eyes made Su Mohuan feel like all her little thoughts had nowhere to hide. Her coquettishness was ineffective, so she settled for the next best thing: "Then I'll come find my sister for breakfast tomorrow morning~"

"Um."

Su Mohuan was satisfied: "Goodbye, sister." After a pause, she smiled and said to Cen Zhou, "Goodbye, brother!"

The queen waved to Su Mohuan: "Ah Huan, come to the queen mother."

Cen Zhou looked at Su Qing'an with a cold face and urged: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Su Qing'an: "Go back."

When she came out tonight, she only had Ruosu and Cen Zhou with her.

The palace banquet was over, and the princess's carriage drove slowly on the road. It had not snowed so early and so heavily in Kyoto for many years, so the coachman did not dare to go fast. Everything was dull and slow.

The wheels of the carriage made a crunching sound as they pressed across the snow.

The car left deep and heavy traces behind it, which were instantly covered by heavy snow.

Cen Zhou rode a horse and walked in the front.

Su Qingan lifted the car curtain, just enough to see his back in the wind and snow.

All she saw was his back.

Su Qing'an stretched out her hand to catch the falling snow. The snowflakes were cold, her fingertips were red from the cold, and they quickly melted into the palm of her hand.

She put it on her face and it felt cold.

Su Qing'an had never experienced such heavy snow in Kyoto since she was a child, so it was quite novel.

She lifted the car curtain and stared at it for a while. After being reminded by Ruosu who was worried about her health, she let it go. She rested her forehead with one hand and closed her eyes to rest.

In my ears I could hear the sound of wind, snow, and the sound of the carriage rolling across the ground. The carriage was filled with a light aroma of herbs.

"It's almost the New Year's Eve... Cen Zhou, how did you celebrate the New Year before?"

"Not the New Year."

A cold hoarse voice fell from outside.

"Then spend this year with me."

The man said no more.

Cen Zhou felt that there was nothing to say. He couldn't leave the princess's mansion, so where else could he go to celebrate the New Year? These words came out of Su Qing'an's mouth and added a bit of ambiguity for no reason, so he ended the topic.

on the other hand……

The young man rode the horse, and his slender fingers tightened the reins several times, making the reins turn a frightening bluish-white color. The cold snow did not suppress the rising heat in his body, and his consciousness was slightly blurred, as if he was thirsty or in a daze.

Subtle rustling sounds came from all directions, Cen Zhou knuckled down and raised his eyes.

There is a vast expanse of white snow in the distance, and the road cannot be seen clearly.

"Princess."

"Um?"

"Stay in the carriage and don't come out."

Almost within a few seconds after Cen Zhou finished speaking, the sound of flying over the walls came from the distance, and dozens of figures in black quickly descended!

"Swish-" sound.

Cen Zhou drew his sword and looked at them coldly.

Some kind of dull and fierce fighting sounds kept coming from outside the carriage, and there was also a unique short sound of a sharp knife piercing the body.

Su Qing'an clenched her hands slightly, looked calm, and listened attentively.

The chill came in from outside the carriage, and Su Qingan gathered the red fox fur cloak around her body.

"Princess..." Ruosu held her hand in fear, "Do you want me to go back to the house to find someone now..."

"No need." Su Qing'an bent her lower lip, "Have you forgotten the first time you saw Cen Zhou?"

Two quarters of an hour later, the sounds outside stopped.

In the alley next to him, Su Ziheng was hiding in the darkness, biting his lower lip.

His eyes were sinister and fierce in the cold night.

A bunch of trash can't beat one person!

There is nothing but the howling wind.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

This alley is the only way to go from the palace to the princess mansion. It is sparsely populated and covered with heavy snow. There are almost no other people passing by. It is very remote.

The young man's always cold and steady voice came from outside, still stained with the blood of the killing, like a thousand-year-old sword that had been unsheathed, exuding a chilling light that made people fearful.

"It's okay."

Su Qing calmed down, opened the carriage curtain and walked out.

The ground was littered with corpses, dead in a clean manner. The blood lines on their necks were rushing outwards with bright red warm blood, like blood-red roses blooming in the mud.

But Cen Zhou stood alone among the corpses, with blood still dripping from the tip of the sword, protruding veins dormant under the cold white skin of the back of his hand, and a thin and sexy wrist bone.

Dressed in black and hiding in the dark, there was some unexplainable danger.

Su Qingan felt that he was particularly strange today.

So when he threw her hard against the wall and his hot body approached from behind, her mind was in a state of shock!

"Princess!" Ruosu shouted hurriedly, "Cen Zhou, what are you doing!"

Heavy snow fell on the two people, and the white dress was so thin that it hit the wall. Su Qingan frowned in pain, her face turned pale, the snowflakes fell on her crimson cloak, her voice was trembling: "...What's wrong with you?

?”

The person behind him didn't say anything, and his burning breath fell on the back of his neck. His thin lips got closer inch by inch, and they could bite the stretched and fragile neck with only a slight distance.

Cen Zhou stopped suddenly, his eyes were dazed and awake for a moment, and he loosened his grip on Su Qing'an's wrist as if he was electrocuted, and said in a strange tone, "I'm offended."

Ruosu rushed over vigilantly, blocking Su Qing'an from looking at Cen Zhou, fearing what he would do next second.

The young man didn't speak a word all the way. After escorting her back to the princess's mansion, he went straight back to the west building.

His last look was unforgettable to Su Qing'an.

Like a dark fire jumping, some kind of desire is burning.
Chapter completed!