Quick Transmigration: The Villain’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 100: My lord, the subordinate wants to defect (24)

"His silly words...how did the previous life get rid of those who tried to hinder him and ascend to the throne of the emperor, and how to govern the country so that the people live and work in peace and contentment, and everyone praises it?"

Since ancient times, the royal family has been sentimental and fraternal.

【Well……】

It makes sense, the villain is so powerful, and the man who could divide Lin's resignation into five horses in his previous life can be so simple?

Winner or loser.

It seems that I have been taught another lesson in the exercises.

After finishing dressing up beautifully, Kwon Nai gathered up the newly made clothes, which were extremely elegant and light. The belt was embroidered with a budding lily.

Half-squinting apricot eyes, adding a bit of laziness and wanton, staring at the person in the mirror with a smile but not a smile, the slender jade finger is elegant, and a lily is drawn at the end of the left eye.

With a fresh smell in the enchantment, the eye-catching eyes seemed to be far away, and he glanced at the calligraphy and painting prepared earlier on the table.

It is a picture of a beauty playing in the water in the mountains, lifelike.

Kwuna rolled up the painting slowly, and squeezed it casually, his lips were full and shiny, depicting the beauty of the world.

I hope this gift will surprise you, Grandson Quan.

Kwon Nae suddenly smiled, his eyes flickering.

The banquet begins.

Lin Wangci wore an ink-colored robe with a beautiful jade on his waist, which made him even more elegant. The jade fan handle was tied with the sachet given to Quan Nai by the grandson Quan, which made him out of place.

It's like showing off on purpose.

Lin arrogantly bowed his hands and bowed his hands in a lavish manner. It was obviously unruly and etiquette, but no one dared to stand up and criticize, even the eldest grandson Quan just laughed off.

The familiar sachet swayed and became a thorn in Zhang Sun Quan's eyes for a moment, and the haze in his long and narrow eyes fainted like thick ink.

The palms under the cuffs tightened slightly, gradually forming a fist.

On his face, his face remained unchanged, quite a royal demeanor.

Yu Guang glanced around, but didn't find Quan Nai's figure, and suddenly panicked in his heart.

His thin lips were pursed, and his cold eyes stayed on Lin Wangci.

The two seem to be polarized in the world, and the undercurrent is raging.

"Give a seat."

Long Sun Quan waved his sleeves.

The smell of gunpowder between the two was a little flat.

At this time, the palace sounded vigorous and elegant music, Quan Nai's fairy clothes floated, dancing like a fairy in the world, not so coquettish, his eyes gathered in autumn water, noble and dusty.

The veil of the sleeves was fluttering, and the thin waist of the willows hooked the soul of every official present.

After a dance, logically speaking, as the original owner, it is not allowed to sit on top of the hall to offer gifts.

Kwon Nai got the permission of the grandson Kwon to send a painting specially.

The picture scroll unfolds.

Zhang Sun Quan's fingers holding the wine glass suddenly became unstable, and he almost squeezed the glass into shape, narrowed his eyes slightly, and twisted his thick eyebrows into the word "Chuan".

Almost the moment he saw the person in the painting, the man suppressed the trembling voice.

Asked, "Who are you anyway?"

Kwon Nai's affectionate style, the corners of his mouth curled up just right, decent and generous, that look seemed to look into the heart of a man.

"The belts are getting wider and I won't regret it, making people haggard for Yixiao."

"His Royal Highness, don't come here unharmed."

Zhang Sun Quan felt his heart contract violently, and was held in his hand by an invisible big hand, his breath seemed to be drawn away, his handsome face faded.

Such a familiar voice, such a familiar tone, such a familiar handwriting style...

The belts are getting wider and he won’t regret it, making people haggard for Yixiao...

Isn't this the last word Lu Xi said when lying in his arms, covered in blood?

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