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

  Chapter 708 Crazy Criticism of Beauty to Take Villain Script 38

  The Queen recovered from a serious illness, with a phoenix crown on her body, she was talking to Emperor Liang and swearing her sovereignty.

   The imperial concubine sat on the side, her young and charming face was full of drunken glamour, she looked at the scene with her forehead on her head, her eyes wandered, she looked in the direction of Su Qingan, and smiled at her,

   Su Qingan also smiled at her.

   Nothing about the Queen's poisoning came to light.

  Su Qingan knew that the queen was waiting for a chance to kill the imperial concubine.

   After being the queen for so many years, her methods are sinister and vicious. Those children who died prematurely, Su Qingan boldly guessed that they died at the hands of the queen!

  The noble concubine died, and the four princes of the noble concubine would not pose any threat to the crown prince.

  Last life—The queen asked Prime Minister Zhang to forge evidence that the imperial concubine’s mother’s family had formed a party for personal gain, while in the harem she framed the imperial concubine to murder the emperor’s heir, trying to replace the empress, and even poisoned her!

  The servants beside the imperial concubine have long been instigated by the queen and staged a big drama.

  Su Qingan also cooperated with the imperial concubine in the last life to avoid this crisis, but this time, she chose a more risky approach.

   Risk goes hand in hand with opportunity.

  She wants the queen to suffer the consequences—

   She wants Emperor Liang to abolish the queen!

  Su Qingan was holding the wine glass, and when she put it down, the wine glass left clear and even twisted finger marks due to the extreme force.

   Yingying's wine color collided, reflecting the red and sick eyes.

   After the palace banquet was over, Su Mohuan ran over to pester Su Qingan and acted like a spoiled brat: "I'll stay with my sister tonight, okay? Is it okay?"

  Cen Zhou frowned and stood aside, he only felt noisy and his brain was dizzy, making him not want to stay here for a moment.

   "Not tonight." Su Qingan looked at Su Mohuan strangely.

   That kind of eyes made Su Mohuan feel that all her careful thoughts had nowhere to hide. Her coquettishness was ineffective, and she asked for the next best thing: "Then I'll come to my sister for breakfast tomorrow morning~"

"Um."

  Su Mo was satisfied: "Goodbye, big sister." After a pause, she said to Cen Zhou with a smile, "Goodbye brother!"

  The queen beckoned to Su Mohuan: "Huan, come here after the mother."

  Cen Zhou looked at Su Qing'an with a cold face and urged, "Aren't you going yet?"

  Su Qingan: "Go back."

   She came out tonight with only Ruo Su and Cen Zhou by her side.

  The palace banquet was over, and the carriage of the Princess Mansion was driving slowly on the road. It has not snowed so early and so heavily in Kyoto for many years, so the driver did not dare to go fast, everything was drowsy and slow.

   The wheels of the carriage pressed through the snow, making a creaking sound.

  The back of the car left deep and heavy marks, which were instantly covered by heavy snow.

  Cen Zhou rode a horse and walked in the front.

  Su Qingan lifted the curtain of the car, just in time to see his back in the snow.

   She always saw his back.

  Su Qingan stretched out his hand to catch the falling snow, the snowflakes were cold, the frozen fingertips were red, and they quickly melted in the palm of his hand.

   She put it on her face, it was cool.

  Su Qing had never experienced such heavy snow in Kyoto, so it was quite novel.

   She lifted the curtain of the car and looked at it for a while, and then she put it down after Ruosu was reminded to worry about her body. She put her forehead with one hand and closed her eyes.

   I heard the sound of wind, snow, and the rolling of the carriage over the ground, and the carriage was filled with the faint scent of herbs.

   "It's almost the end of the New Year... Cen Zhou, how did you celebrate the New Year before?"

   "Not a new year."

   A cold and hoarse voice fell from outside.

   "Then spend this year with me."

   The man did not speak any more.

  Cen Zhou felt that he had nothing to say. He couldn't leave in the Princess Mansion, where would he be able to spend the New Year? These words came out of Su Qing'an's mouth and added a bit of ambiguity for no reason, and he ended the topic.

on the other hand…

  The young man rode on the horse, his slender fingers clenched the reins several times, and the terrifying blue and white color was drawn. The cold snow did not suppress the constant heat of the body, and his consciousness was slightly blurred.

   There was a slight rustling sound from all directions, Cen Zhou knuckles twitched, and he raised his eyes.

   In the distance there is a vast expanse of white snow, and the road cannot be seen clearly.

"Princess."

"Um?"

   "Stay in the carriage and don't come out."

   Almost within a few seconds of Cen Zhou's voice, the sound of flying over the eaves and walking the wall came from a distance, and dozens of figures in black quickly descended!

   "Shuh-" sound.

  Cen Zhou drew his sword and looked at them coldly.

  Some kind of dull and fierce fighting sound was constantly heard from outside the carriage, and there was a unique short sound of sharp blades piercing into the body.

  Su Qingan clenched her hands slightly, her face was calm, and she listened intently.

  The chill came in from outside the carriage, and Su Qingan closed the red fox fur cloak on her body.

   "Princess..." Ruo Su held her hand in fear, "Would you like the servant girl to go back to the manor now to find someone..."

   "No." Su Qing'an bent her lower lip, "Have you forgotten the first time you saw Cen Zhou?"

   After two quarters of an hour, the sound outside stopped.

At the alley next to   , Su Ziheng hid in the darkness, biting his lower lip.

   His eyes were fierce in the cold night.

   A group of trash is no match for one person!

   Nothing but the howling wind.

   There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

  This alley is the only way to go from the imperial palace to the princess’ mansion. It is sparsely populated, covered with heavy snow, and almost no one passes by, so it is very remote.

  The boy's always cold and steady voice came from outside, and it was also stained with the blood after the killing, like a thousand-year-old sword unsheathed, showing a dreadful cold light.

"never mind."

  Su Qing calmed down, opened the carriage curtain, and walked out.

  The ground was littered with corpses scattered all over the place. The method of death was neat and tidy. The blood line at the neck rushed out, surging with warm red blood, like a blood-red rose blooming in the mud.

   And Cen Zhou stood alone in the corpse, with blood dripping from the tip of the sword, the veins and veins dormant under the cold white skin on the back of the hand protruding, and the wrist bone was thin and sexy.

   Clothes in black hide in the dark, and there is some danger of being unclear.

  Su Qingan felt that he was very strange today.

   So when he was slammed against the wall and his body approached with hot body behind her, she was stunned!

   "Princess!" Ruo Su hurriedly shouted, "Cen Zhou, what are you doing!"

The heavy snow fell on the two of them. The white dress was so thin that it hit the wall. Su Qingan frowned in pain, her face turned pale, the snowflakes fell on the crimson cloak, and her voice trembled: "...what's the matter with you? "

   The person behind him didn't speak, the deep breath fell on the back of the neck, the thin lips were close to each other, and only a short distance away could bite the stretched and fragile neck.

  Cen Zhou stopped suddenly, his eyes were dazed and sober for a moment, he let go of Su Qing'an's wrist like an electric shock, and said in a strange tone: "Offended."

   Ruosu rushed over vigilantly, blocking Su Qingan from watching Cen Zhou, for fear that he would do something in the next second.

  The boy didn't speak the whole way. After escorting her back to the Princess Mansion, she went straight back to the West Building.

  His last look, Su Qingan will never forget.

   is like jumping dark fire, some kind of desire is burning.

   (end of this chapter)