The heartthrob of Kuai Wen: The vicious female supporting role makes her crazy

She was really shocked.

How could Mei Yue die?

She was just a little maid, with a low status, so no one cared about her. In the plot, she did not die.

Is it because of her?

In the dim light of the setting sun, Yanzhao saw the worry and concern in her eyes.

There is still a little water in the apricot eyes, which is beautiful and beautiful.

He said softly.

"It turns out that the princess is concerned about the death of a maidservant."

The man stood in front of Ning Qiao with his head lowered, his beautiful peach blossom eyes filled with sharpness and indifference.

"That's my personal maid. Of course I care about her. Where is her...her body?"

Personal maid?

Wasn't he also her personal bodyguard?

Ah.

The man's expression was indifferent, his tone was lazy, and his dark eyes said solemnly: "The body? It's probably in the princess's mansion."

do you died?

Of course not dead.

If she dies, how will the drama unfold in the next few days?

"Princess Mansion? Then why don't you send this princess back to the Princess Mansion? Who are you?"

"Tong, check."

【not dead. 】

"..."

Ning Qiao was speechless.

Is this person interesting?

"you guess?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, no longer pretending, with a playful smile on his face, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Ning Qiao: "..."

Guess your sister.

……

……

Yanzhao left.

The afterglow of the setting sun slanted in through the window. It had been snowing for several days, and it was rare to have such a clear moment.

[Host, what should I do? 】

"Cold salad."

Ning Qiao was lying on the bed, the quilt under her body was soft, no different from that in the princess mansion.

[…Report it, you’ve always wanted to leave anyway. 】

The system felt that their group was going to be corrupt, and this world was going wrong one after another, and it sighed.

Ning Qiao was silent, blinking her big eyes and saying nothing.

【? You don't want to leave? 】 Ning Qiao coughed: "I think the mission is almost over and there is no need to leave."

[Then what can you do? 】

"As long as I can arrive on the wedding day, I can just block Rong Su's sword."

[This place is Yanzhao’s lair, how do you escape? 】

"I don't have you."

[…Hmph, that’s right. Then, let’s exploit another loophole? 】

"Well, that's settled."

Ning Qiao turned over holding the quilt and found that her legs were still very soft.

"..."

What medicine?

So awesome.

She blinked and looked outside through the window. It was not as beautiful as the Merlin outside her room, only a few trees were bare.

It was very desolate.

……

……

"Excuse me for being ignorant. I don't know why Your Highness took the risk of kidnapping Princess Qingning. Didn't you plan to take action on the wedding day in half a month, or did your actions change?"

There was confusion on Lin Xiang's old face.

"Unchanged."

Yanzhao played with the jade carving in his hand and spoke calmly.

"Then how can the wedding go ahead if there is no bride?"

"There will be."

Yanzhao said lightly.

But there is really no need to tie her up.

It's unnecessary.

Lin Xiang was thinking, and an idea suddenly popped out of his mind.

He looked at Yanzhao in disbelief: "Your Highness, that is the daughter of your enemy. If it hadn't been for her, you wouldn't have lost your memory. How could you have such thoughts about that woman?"

Yanzhao raised his eyebrows: "What are you thinking?"

As he spoke, his brows turned cold, and the expression between his brows suddenly became sharp: "What's more, it's not Prime Minister Lin's turn to comment on whatever thoughts I have."

The aura around the man was gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes were as cold as thin blades.

Lin Xiang was stunned.

"I overstepped my bounds."

"But, anyone can do it, but not that woman."

"Your Highness may have forgotten how her mother Rong Rong killed your parents back then. Although the crime is not as serious as the children, I can't tolerate it."

Warning, this plane will be BE

After all, it is the hatred of parents...

Good night babies.