The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   "Aunt!" Zhang Shuliang saw the queen coming, as if she saw the backbone, walked over affectionately, shrugged the corners of her mouth and said aggrieved.

  The queen smiled, but her eyelids had already started to twitch.

   She came, she came, she came with light!

   As Zhang Shuliang took her arm, the corners of the queen's mouth began to twitch. I don't know what else was wrong this time.

   "I don't know where I offended the Ninth Princess. She pushed me into the river without saying anything. Yesterday, she said something to hurt me. Are you looking down on the Prime Minister's Mansion? The Ninth Princess is a bit too big. Aunt, you have to decide for me!"

   Zhang Shuliang came to complain with all his heart, and the belly draft was typed 10,000 times.

   As soon as I saw Cen Zhou, I was attracted to him. Being able to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion is a rare opportunity, and within three days of joy, Su Qing'an will be taken away.

  No, she must let Su Qingan see her greatness!

The words "Nine Princess" made the queen pause for a moment. She didn't have time to worry about her niece's mindless complaint. She looked at Su Qing'an, her eyes crossed the crowd and collided with the lights. For a moment, his eyes fixed on the tear mole.

   The smile on his face faded.

  The woman also had a tear mole at the time, but it was short-lived.

   has no use value, and she knows too many secrets, so she can only die.

   Now, Su Qingan is slim and slender, with both talent and beauty, which makes the queen a little unhappy. How could a daughter born to a servant have such a chance? Obviously, even her son can't compare with a finger.

   "Auntie, you must punish her well! It's better to punish the princess' residence for three months' monthly payment!"

  “…”

  If it were another time, the queen would have really punished her. She scolded Zhang Shuliang and complained in her heart and didn't pick a good day. What was going on at this time?

   But you can't discipline, you still have to teach a lesson.

  Su Qing'an looked at the queen calmly, her vision was obscure.

   "Qing An has a good temper recently."

The queen's face is dignified, graceful and luxurious, she is from a famous family and has been the queen for so many years, needless to say majesty, with a faint smile in her tone: "Girls from a family are as well-behaved as Ah Huan. "

  Gu Feibai slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, the long and narrow Danfeng eyes passed over the Queen, and the coldness in the bottom of his eyes flashed away.

   "The Empress, please don't listen to one party's slander and blame us, Qingqing, what's the matter."

   "Is this what Feibai said wrong?" The queen raised her eyebrows and looked at Gu Feibai with a loving look that seemed to be looking at an ordinary junior. Those hypocritical eyes made Gu Feibai feel sick and her tone of concern was concerned.

   "What's going on, Ben Gong is still clear, you are sensible, and you have to learn more from your father."

   "My father taught me how to do things, and I can't be bothered by the empress." She even dared to mention the King of Nanning!

  The Queen's eyes swept across Gu Feibai, and she said to Su Qing peacefully.

   "You are a princess, there are a lot of adults, what can't you get along well with, let alone harmony? How can you care about children, Shuliang is ignorant, and you are not sensible?"

   "But Qing An is starting to look more and more like your mother." The queen half-smiled, with no deep meaning, "But don't be like your mother in the future."

   "What my mother taught me." Su Qingan said indifferently.

The Queen    is just taking this to beat Su Qingan, so that she can understand her identity and stop arguing about things that don't belong to her.

   "Who do I think it is, every sentence poked into the heart of the heart, it turned out to be the Empress."

   The coquettish voice almost took eighteen turns to say such a sentence, too lazy.

   Everyone saw the water-red figure walking in shallow steps, as well as the emperor beside him, and knelt on the ground in shock.

   "Long live the emperor! Long live!"

   "The imperial concubine is auspicious and healthy!"

   Jian'an City at night is as prosperous as before, brightly lit.

  The figure in black clothes came from the dim lights, and all the lively and flashy surroundings had nothing to do with him. The moonlight falls on his shoulders, the sword is attached to his waist, and it is frosty and cold in Kyushu.

   In front of a shop.

   "What do you want to be?" The owner of the pawnshop saw the person coming, and immediately stood up, his back slightly slung due to his old age.

   "Please help me take a look at the jade pendant."

   The cold voice fell.

  Cen Zhou took the jade pendant from his waist and put it on the counter.

   The pawnshop owner looked at the young man in front of him several times. He was young, but his temperament was calm.

   It's just that his face is too pale, with a feeling of fragility.

"This jade pendant..." The pawnshop owner picked it up and scrutinized his eyes. It was bright and green, of high quality, and felt cool and delicate. He frowned, took out a magnifying glass and looked at it carefully, "It's a high-quality Hetian jade, built in Jian'an for more than ten years. The finished product before, a big family, it's old, sh... Still fell in the middle of the jade pendant? There is a crack."

  Cen Zhou locked his eyes on him: "Can you tell which family in the capital belongs to?"

   "I can't see it, quite a lot of officials and nobles have bought this kind of jade pendant." The pawnshop owner replied subconsciously, shook his head, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and was puzzled.

  Cen Zhou lowered his eyes.

   "Do you want to be a pawn? The price is negotiable! I have been working in Jian'an City for decades, and many aristocratic families have come to **** with me, and I will never cheat!"

   "Inappropriate." Cen Zhou picked up the jade pendant, "Thank you."

   "If you want to sell in the future, remember to give priority to me!" the pawnshop owner shouted, sitting back, faintly feeling that he forgot something, but he couldn't remember it.

  The young man was walking in the lights, casually playing with the jade pendant in his hand, rubbing his fingertips.

  Cen Zhou is an orphan.

   At least that's what his master told him.

   Unknown origin, parents unknown.

   If he insisted on saying what his parents said, it should be a wolf. He grew up in a wolf pack in the deep mountains.

The master said that when he saw him, the boy was only seven or eight years old. He was among the wolves. He was much taller than his peers. The ultimate, fierce and cold-blooded, revealing the indifference of a beast and wolf, and the cruel bloodstains of biting flesh and blood remain on the corners of his mouth.

  Cen Zhou's master is an unreliable Jianghu knight, with swordsmanship by his side, he has reached the realm of loneliness and defeat, and is invincible all over the world.

  The loneliness caused him to travel around, so he picked up Cen Zhou. It was only by chance, but when he saw the ruthlessness of the young boy's fight, he suddenly moved his mind and taught him a few sword moves.

   I didn’t expect a child to be extremely talented.

   Thinking of being alone, he considered himself the heir to his mantle.

   Facts have proved that the hero can't raise children either, and he raised the young boy into a cold ice cube. Master scolded him many times for this.

  This jade pendant is the only thing Cen Zhou has brought with him since he was born, and it may be the only clue to his biological parents.

  The reason why he came to Jian'an is precisely because of this. Regrettably, after seventeen years of life, there is no such thing as that.