Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 542 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (32)

In the Indus Pavilion, Yin Zhi stood with his back to the water.

Hearing the sound of shallow footsteps behind him, he turned his head.

Lian Qing's sudden change of mind just now really made him a little flustered, Lian Qing is a key part of his plan, and nothing can go wrong.

The young man's usually mild eyebrows and eyes now look a little depressed.

Yin Zhi clenched his lips: "Princess Lianqing met Rong Yan before?"

He shook his head again.

Yin Zhi was silent for a while, then moved closer to He You, and gently held her shoulder.

His eyes were sincere, with a little tenderness in his eyes, and his voice was deliberately soft.

"Joe, you need to help me."

Yin Zhi sighed: "Only by marrying Lianqing can I ascend the throne as soon as possible and marry you as my queen."

He looked affectionate: "Qiaoer, you have to believe that I love you from the beginning to the end, and marrying Lianqing is only for our future."

He gritted his teeth again.

The two hands on her shoulders made her feel very disgusted, and she wished she could cut them off right now.

However, she could only endure it and lowered her voice.

"Don't worry, I will help you."

Outside the pavilion, the mottled moonlight stained the young man's robe, Rong Yan stood quietly, looking at the two people who seemed to be embracing each other in the pavilion.

Ye Qiao never seemed to be missing him.

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, his pupils soaked in the cool moonlight, he bent his lips, not even half a smile.

The chest was tight, as if even the blood was blocked by something, and there was a slight pain in the softest part of the heart, the pain was indistinct, but it could not be ignored.

Rong Yan bent over, put his palm on his left heart, his brows and eyes were a little pale.

Like, like it shouldn't be like this.

Rong Yan raised his eyes, and looked again at the vague figure of the man in the pavilion.

For the first time, this calm young man with cold brows and eyes realized that he was jealous of the man in the pavilion.

The boy's brows and eyes were stained with worldly mediocrity, like a fairy who fell into the mud.

He returned to the banquet again, took his seat, glanced inadvertently across the front, and then paused.

Rong Yan is drinking.

She was stunned for a moment.

Can't he drink alcohol?

However, she is not qualified to manage, nor can she.

He pursed his lips again, and looked away.

Rong Yan lowered her eyes, and paused for a moment with the hand holding the wine glass.

After a while, the boy laughed at himself.

What is he expecting.

The boy raised his glass and drank it down.

Ah Qi waited by the side worriedly, but didn't dare to stop her.

After a long time, the boy was already drunk from drinking cup after cup, and the end of his eyes was slightly bright red.

Lianqing's eyes were bright, and she came over.

She smiled cleverly: "Master Rong."

Mr. Rong.

Rong Yan raised his head in a daze, but his eyes dimmed after seeing the person coming.

No.

Seeing clearly the young man's drunk color, Lian Qing's eyes became even more amazed.

She pursed her lips: "Master Rong is in a bad mood, why don't I have a few drinks with him?"

Rong Yan brushed off the wine glass on the table casually, and the wine wet Lian Qing's light-colored skirt.

The boy's brows and eyes were cold, and he refused to even look at her, his demeanor was cool and outstanding.

"roll."

Lian Qing was taken aback for a moment, and immediately became angry.

Ah Qi hastily stopped him: "My lord is drunk, and he still looks forward to Princess Haihan."

Lian Qing completely lost interest, snorted coldly, turned and left.

As the banquet ended slowly, Ah Qi spoke softly.

"My lord, let's go home."

Rong Yan reacted blankly for a while, then nodded.

Yes, I want to go home.

(End of this chapter)