The Queen's Gold Medal Abandoned Concubine

"Xiangcheng, not everyone in this world is the same!"

"You are you, I am me, Lianbi is Lianbi, and those powerful lords in the mansion are powerful lords!"

"But……"

Su Wan raised her hand and stopped Xiang Xun's words: "I'll ask you another question!"

Xiang Ji frowned: "What do you want to ask?"

"If Lian Bi wasn't as good-looking as he is now, would you still like him?"

Xiangyu became angry in an instant: "What do you mean? You think I've been chasing Brother Lian Bi because of his good looks and want to marry him?"

"Let me tell you, Su Wan, I'm not as superficial as you!" Xiangyu said contemptuously, "No matter what Brother Lian Bi looks like, as long as he is him, I like him!"

"Really?" Su Wan smiled when she heard this, "Then, you're fine!"

Xiang Ji wanted to say something, but when she looked again, Su Wan had long since disappeared.

When she returned to the tent, Su Wan was not surprised to see Lian Bi standing inside with her back turned to her.

"Why did you tell Xiang Yu that?"

The voice was a little cold, with a bit of alienation.

Su Wan listened, pursed her lips, and sat down beside the table, signaling that Lian Bi would also sit down.

After making tea for the two of them, Su Wan looked at Lian Bi and said in a low voice, "Xiang Ji is simple-minded, straightforward, and bold. To be honest, in this era, it's really rare!"

"What do you want to say?" Lian Bi raised his eyes, his eyes were indifferent, as if they had met for the first time when they were young, with a bit of sharpness and defense.

"What I want to say is that Xianglu is actually a very nice little girl!"

Regardless of whether she understands what Lian Bi likes, but all these years, at least her liking for Lian Bi is not a lie.

It's not based on those powerful people and interests, but on the girl's pure liking and admiration.It is more comfortable than those hypocritical likings with too much calculation and interests.

"What does this have to do with you?" Lian Bi's words were still cold.

Su Wan took a sip of tea, looked at Lian Bi, her voice was very slow and gentle: "She has nothing to do with me, but Lian Bi, you don't want to, she just keeps going like this, right?"

Lian Bi raised her eyes, looked at Su Wan, and didn't speak.

Su Wan continued: "You heard the conversation I had with her just now. You and I know what Xianglu's temper is like!"

Lian Bi said coldly: "I only like you!"

The implication is, what does Xiangling's personality have to do with him?

No matter how simple and straightforward Xiang Ji is, what does it have to do with him?

What Su Wan wanted to say to Lian Bi was silenced by Lian Bi's words.

Seeing Lian Bi staring straight at her, Su Wan felt somewhat uncomfortable, so she simply lowered her head and continued drinking tea.The cup of tea was drunk to the bottom, with tea leaves in his mouth, even Bi didn't look away.

Su Wan frowned slightly, wondering if this person is made of stone?

She had said it many times, and he knew what she was thinking, but at this moment, he suddenly said this.

In the end, Su Wan still had to raise her head.

As soon as she raised her head, she heard Lian Bi's voice mockingly from the side: "I thought you would just go like this, eating even the teacup, and you don't want to raise your head to look at me!"

Su Wan has never seen Lian Bi insist so in front of her, Su Wan is a little embarrassed.

Seeing Su Wan's embarrassment, Lian Bi's cold and hard face, the moment Su Wan was distracted, the corners of his lips evoked an extremely shallow, extremely shallow arc.

"If I find the situation like today again, Su Wan, I will confess my love to you again!"

After all, regardless of Su Wan's sluggish appearance when she dropped the teacup on the ground, Lian Bi turned around and strode out.

The curvature of the corner of the mouth gradually deepened.

When they reached the door, Lian Bi looked at Feng Yinjiu who had heard countless times: "Each according to his ability!"

Feng Yinjiu raised her eyebrows slightly, her bewitching peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly: "There is progress, there is courage!"

Lian Bi snorted coldly, and quickly walked towards her tent.

Feng Yinjiu stood at the door for a while, making sure that the people inside had come to their senses and were clearing away the cups, and then walked in.

"Awan."

Su Wan, who was cleaning up the cups on the floor, didn't look up: "It's so late, why are you here?"

Feng Yinjiu sat down beside the table naturally, raised her hand casually, took a cup for herself and made a cup of tea: "I can't sleep for a while, so come and sit down."

"It's even more difficult to fall asleep while sitting. It's better to lie on the bed and count sheep, count and count, and fall asleep!"

Feng Yinjiu heard the words, and asked with great interest: "How do you count?"

Su Wan was startled, flashed through her mind what Luo Chen had said to her back then, and said involuntarily: "This count, one sheep bleats, two sheep bleats, three sheep bleats..."

Noticing that her mind was distracted, Su Wan quickly recovered and continued to tidy up.

Fortunately, there was a cushion on the floor and the cup was not broken, so Su Wan packed the cup and tea leaves and made herself another cup of tea.

When she looked up, there was nowhere beside the table was Feng Yinjiu's figure.

"It's really fast, and it's fast!"

Su Wan blew on the tea while talking to herself, put down the teacup in her hand, and stood up quickly.

Look around the screen, sure enough!

"Feng Yinjiu, what do you mean?"

Feng Yinjiu, who was being questioned, was sleeping on Su Wan's bed at the moment, her eyes were slightly closed, and the slender eyelashes cast light and shadow on the eyelids, like two small black cattail fans.

The voice was lazy, with a bit of fatigue: "According to the method you just said, I will lie here and start counting sheep."

"One sheep bleats, two sheep bleats, three sheep bleats..."

A low, magnetic voice spit out from those thin, bright red lips.

Su Wan, who was standing by the bed, always felt that it was harsh to listen to.

In other words, it's heartbreaking.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with counting sheep to sleep before, but now she heard Feng Yinjiu counting "one sheep bleat, two sheep bleat, three sheep bleat...", she felt indescribable. strange.

"Feng Yin Jiu!"

Feng Yinjiu, who was counting Mianyang, paused slightly, her voice was vague, as if she was extremely sleepy: "Awan, what's the matter?"

Of course there is something, Su Wan frowned: "Can you stop counting like that?",

She seemed to know what was different, Feng Yinjiu was born to be good-looking, but now she is wearing a human skin mask, which is just an ordinary appearance.

But at this moment, he didn't try to hide his temperament and his laziness all the time, so he showed it completely.

The voice was lazy, tired, and like sticky and melted sugar, lingering and lazy, it was very heart-wrenching.

"I asked you how to count just now, and you said that's how you count." The voice was still lazy, and so was the expression.

Su Wan gritted her teeth: "Children and girls only count like that!"

Feng Yinjiu paused slightly, and asked for a while, "How should a man count sheep?"

Su Wan said angrily: "A sheep is a sheep, so what are you talking about?"

"Oh, is it?" The bushy eyebrows frowned slightly, Feng Yinjiu seemed slightly troubled, and after a while, she slowly said, "It's so ugly!"

"Then you don't have to count!" Su Wan became even more annoyed, it didn't sound good, and she didn't insist on counting.

Feng Yinjiu, who was lying on the bed, adjusted her sleeping position slightly, and after finding the most comfortable position, she said again: "In this case, let me count Awan!"

"One little Awan, two little Awans, three little Awans..."

Su Wan: ...