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

   Chapter 693 Crazy Criticism of Beauty for Taking Villain Script 23

   "Sister still has something to do, let's talk about it next time."

  Su Qingan broke her hand and rubbed the girl's head like when she was a child. She was still tolerant and compassionate. She didn't look at her again and left.

   Someone was watching her from behind.

  On the hills on the outskirts of Beijing, that is the place where the peach forests used to be in the spring.

   Now the flower season is in full bloom, and the mountains and plains are full of girls' rouge color.

  The wind blows, the branches rustle, na na look up at the sky, and spring flowers bloom.

   The slender figure in black was riding a horse, walking on the mountain road, with a lonely back, falling into the approaching dusk, and the petals of peach blossoms fell on his shoulders.

  The clouds on the horizon are burning with a light crimson color, constantly changing, gradually calming, and accumulating the dark color before the night.

  There is no one on the hills on the outskirts of Beijing, one person and one horse walk alone.

  The wind blows—

   Quietly.

  The side face of the boy was delicate but indifferent, his eyelashes moved suddenly, he dragged the reins with no expression, and continued to walk forward.

  The sound of the wind is solemn.

  The branches and leaves fell to the ground.

  What sound suddenly stepped on the ground and attacked from all directions—

   is the sound of galloping and uniform cavalry!

   Countless figures approached on horseback, divided into two columns, directly surrounding the figure in the center, staring at each other with dark eyes, awe-inspiring, ready to go.

   The scene is deadlocked and tense.

  Cen Zhou stopped, raised his thin eyelids, and looked at them.

   Everyone is dressed in battle armor, so blatant, not like private guards, but more like court officers and soldiers.

  The boy slowly put one hand on the scabbard and rubbed it, a casual and extremely dangerous action.

at this time-

   The two lines automatically moved to the side. In the distance, a luxurious carriage approached unhurriedly. The pale golden tassels swayed out of the charming sight, which belonged to the symbol of Princess Zhaoyi's mansion.

   On an empty mountain, in a chilling and dignified atmosphere, it is particularly abrupt.

  The light wind lifted the left corner of the car curtain, revealing the beautiful and clear jawline, and it was a surprise.

  The boy who was surrounded by hundreds of officers and soldiers in the center looked blankly at the carriage that was heading towards him!

  The slender hand lifted the curtain of the car, and every finger revealed the taste of pampering. In the bright evening sun, the texture was as warm as suet jade, and the snow-white and wide sleeves hung down, covering the thin and thin wrist bones.

   "Cen Zhou, long time no see."

   Curtain-shaped, lazy.

   slowly revealed the beautiful eyebrows, the corners of the eyes cinnabar.

  Su Qingan smiled slightly.

   "Princess Zhaoyi!"

   "Princess Zhaoyi!"

   Accompanied by Su Qing'an's appearance, all the soldiers who surrounded Cen Zhou were respectful in unison. Hundreds of strong voices resounded through the mountain.

  Cen Zhou was the only one who didn't say anything and showed no respect. He withdrew his hand on the sword, clenched the reins with his slender fingers, and sneered, "Princess is in good spirits."

The tone of    finally brought a hint of indifferent sarcasm, the second emotion, and the anger that was restrained.

   Those eyes, with cold flames flowing, stared at Su Qing'an without any shyness.

   The health pot was cold, and shouted angrily in Su Qing'an's ear: "The blackening value is 60—!"

The value of   , which was originally stable, continued to increase at a linear upward speed.

  Thank you for vomiting blood.

"If it weren't for that, how could I see you?" Su Qingan turned a deaf ear, tilted her head, three thousand blue silk draped softly and docilely behind her, the dusk of the setting sun shrouded her, and the white skirts were layered, like a sea of ​​clouds and flowers, beautiful. Huanhuan, with naturally merciful and noble eyebrows and eyes, even wanted people to kneel and worship devoutly.

   "Cen Zhou." She extended her hand to him, "Go back with Ben Gong."

   What seemed like a request was already an irresistible order with the support of hundreds of soldiers around.

   "You threatened me." Instead, Cen Zhou calmed down, riding a horse, alone, against everyone, standing on the opposite side of her, his back was always thin and straight, lonely and difficult to tame.

   "Yes, I threaten you." Su Qingan said calmly, "The heaven and the earth are above, the emperor's order is the order! If this palace wants you, you must go with this palace."

   "It turns out that Princess Zhaoyi is the one who goes back on her word."

   "Ben Gong never said to let you go." Su Qing'an was not annoyed, she smiled brightly, with a black belly and cruel heart beneath the warmth.

   On the top of the mountain, the atmosphere was dead silent for a while, and the swords were drawn.

  The youth turned over his clothes and carried the wind, and stood on the top of the mountain, with a large twilight behind him, his eyes were stern, and in front of Su Qingan, he drew his sword, and in the direction the blade was facing, the cold light was cold, and he paused every word.

   "Princess try!"

  "—Blackening value 70!"

   As Cen Zhou flashed his sword, all the soldiers in the radius immediately flashed their swords and pointed at Cen Zhou.

It is clearly at an absolute disadvantage of one enemy and a hundred, but he does not have the fear or panic that the weak should have. He rushed towards the direction surrounded by soldiers' armor without any scruples!

  The horse's hooves rose high and fell, stomping across the ground with a heavy sound, falling on the hearts of people, and the dead branches on the ground could not bear the weight and were torn apart.

   Sword Qi slashed from the air, tearing apart the sound of the wind.

  Melee, ready to go!

   "Princess." A soldier from the Princess Mansion ran to Su Qing'an and whispered a few words.

  Su Qing'an's face moved slightly, and she smiled in a flash: "It's good, isn't it?"

The prince is now twenty, and he has reached the age of marriage. There are only a few concubines in the East Palace, and there is no crown princess. The courtiers suggested that the prince should marry, but they were dismissed by Emperor Liang because he was too young. past.

   Now at such a critical juncture, Emperor Liang has made great fanfare to choose a concubine for the crown prince, and the reason is - Chongxi!

   Maybe the queen knew that the prince was getting married and jumped up from the hospital bed when she was happy!

   Others think it's outrageous Su Qingan doesn't know, but she must think it's outrageous.

   Regardless of whether Emperor Liang knew about the queen's fake poisoning, his move was a plan.

   The queen who has the most power to interfere with the prince's marriage knows that she is seriously injured in bed, so how can you suggest a candidate for the prince? Isn't it all about the emperor's words?

  The Queen's move could be considered to have shot herself in the foot, so she was probably in a hurry.

  At present, the portraits of the daughters of the noble family have been sent to the palace. The candidates for the crown princess are complicated and confusing, and no one can guess the emperor's thoughts.

  The Prime Minister's Mansion has always wanted Zhang Shuliang to be the crown princess, but it is unknown what is going on behind the scenes.

The candidate of   Princess is worthy of scrutiny.

  Su Ziheng was shocked when he learned about this, and even knelt in front of the imperial study and shouted: "The mother is in a coma due to poisoning, my son really has no intention of marriage, please think twice!"

   Emperor Liang walked out slowly and said, "It's a good thing to have filial piety, don't use it in the wrong place."

   The final word.

   When the news reached Su Qing'an's ears, she waved her hand and told the soldiers to step back, continuing to watch the battle in the distance.

  Cen Zhou disdains to do something to a frail and sickly woman, but it doesn't mean that he will retreat in the face of the court soldiers, and his swords and swords are ruthless.

   The half of the young man's side face exposed in the chaos, the sword light is cold, reflecting the clean temperament.

  Many soldiers fell off their horses heavily, and couldn't get up in embarrassment. He was also injured under the siege.

The   all silver-white sword flashed in front of him!

   (end of this chapter)