Chapter 504

Hearing Murong Yanran's embarrassed voice, Su Qinghuan felt numb. As soon as she turned her head, she saw the girl who was smiling at her and Murong Chen.

Su Qinghuan's fingers trembled and could do nothing else. He quickly pushed murongchen away.

"Yan Ran, you misunderstood. I almost fell down the steps before. The Shizi was so anxious that he saved me from fire and water. It can be seen that the Shizi was a cold faced and warm-hearted man and didn't let me, a young woman, fall into a broken face."

"I don't help all young women when they fall down."

Just as Su Qinghuan's voice fell, the man beside her leisurely added, as if he were beating Su Qinghuan's face.

Su Qinghuan was embarrassed and embarrassed. She looked up at murongchen's well-organized smile. She knew that the man was deliberately embarrassed at her, but at the moment, she was the only one who didn't look good.

……

Su Qinghuan turned her eyes inside. She pretended to shake her head calmly.

"Shizi is joking. I know that Shizi is still very kind at the bottom of his heart."

With that, Su Qinghuan tried his best to get rid of the relationship between himself and Murong Chen, and quickly walked towards Murong Yan.

"Yan Ran, I haven't met the queen. Take me to see her before you leave the palace."

"OK."

Murong Yanran nodded. She was a kid. From Su Qinghuan's resistant tone, she heard that she had always been an invincible form. She was afraid she had eaten flat in front of the chick.

But he still had nothing to do with Su Qinghuan.

……

It can be seen that the word "love" has never been perfect if you want it.

Murong Yanran squeezed his eyes at Murong Chen.

"Brother Ziyu, I'll leave with sister Qinghuan first. I'll send someone to send sister Qinghuan back to the house later. You don't have to wait."

"OK."

Murongchen nodded. He also knew that he could not force people too hard. Su Qinghuan was like a kite. When flying in mid air, you pulled the line harder and harder. Maybe the beautiful kite would break the line and leave you.

……

On the way to Qifeng palace, Murong Yanran looked at Su Qinghuan inexplicably.

"Sister Qinghuan, in fact, I believe you are such a smart girl that you can't see that brother Ziyu is interested in you. The so-called fair lady and gentleman are good. Brother Ziyu is definitely the dream lover that girls in Manchuria dream of marrying. Why do you push him farther and farther?"

"People are big kids."

Murong Yanran shook her head in disbelief.

"Where am I young? Sister Qinghuan, you're only four years older than me, and I'm old enough to discuss marriage. Isn't it normal for girls to discuss private affairs? If I were you and a man like brother Ziyu likes me, I must be flattered."

“……”

When Su Qinghuan heard the speech, he immediately lost his smile.

In fact, Murong Yanran is right. If it is not her who meets Murong Chen today, but any 17-year-old Xia Dynasty girl, I'm afraid she has passed out happily at the moment.

Anyway, she wants more.

……

She pinched Murong Yanran's palm. Her eyes were faint. She looked at the red peonies blooming all the way. Her lips murmured, showing a trace of sadness she didn't notice.

"It's just that you're not even,"

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Murongchen joked.

But he knew better that if it was such a highly toxic drug, Su Qinghuan wouldn't let himself go on a big show on such an occasion.

After all, there are many means of assassination. Why bother to find such a crowded day? It's too eye-catching.

……

"Shizi, don't worry. This medicine is non-toxic. It can even be said that it doesn't hurt Duan Feiyang's body. It's just a small means. Shizi will go to the theatre in two months."

In ancient times, after all, there was no such superb pregnancy measurement technology as in modern times. Most doctors generally took about a month to see whether they were pregnant or not, at least 20 days.

Su Qinghuan thought with a lot of bad interest. He didn't know what an interesting scene the Duans would have when they were "blessed with many children".

"In addition, the prince doesn't have to worry about being seen. As long as the prince's hand is fast enough and covered with big sleeves, the pill is soluble in water and can completely disappear into the wine cup as long as he blinks."

"And Duan Feiyang won't have any abnormal reaction after drinking it."

The man saw Su Qinghuan's cheerful appearance. He stared at the girl's lips. He had always felt that the girl who talked with him was like a noisy sparrow. However, looking at the "sparrow" in front of him, he felt that he wanted to hold her in his arms.

The man's throat moved slightly, and his face was with a light smile, and the angular side face was outlined with an unreal halo by tassel like gold lines, which became more and more beautiful.

"I'm a little curious about what the function of this medicine is."

Listening to Su Qinghuan's meaning, Duan Feiyang didn't do any harm to himself. Could it be that he took medicine, but would it work on others?

I have to say that murongchen is really smart. If Su Qinghuan knew that his brain circuit turned so fast, he would be amazed.

Su Qinghuan bowed his hands respectfully.

"Shizi, don't ask so clearly. This medicine is the only one in the world. It was given to me by an old Taoist who traveled all over the world. What's the specific effect? Shizi, please see it in two months. You can talk with me and let the people's daughter sell it now."

"Don't you know that it's easy to sell off to others?"

"The son of the world must not beat women."

Su Qinghuan looked at men with clear eyes. She still felt that men who beat women were always despised, except under special circumstances.

"Not necessarily."

The man's handsome eyes smiled. He looked at Su Qinghuan's strange expression with dim eyes.

Murong stretched out his hand and couldn't help but flick on Su Qinghuan's forehead. A gust of wind blew, and the hair on the girl's forehead flew past murongchen's hand. For a moment, both of them were in a trance.

When Su Qinghuan came back, he saw that a lock of his hair had been wrapped around the metal shoulder of murongchen's clothes.

"... your hair is tangled. Let me untie it for you."

Murongchen naturally stretched out his hand and wanted to get close to Su Qinghuan.

The distance between the two people suddenly narrowed. Murongchen estimated that he was eight feet. Now standing under the pavilion, Su Qinghuan only felt that all the sunshine was blocked by him, and there was a light and pleasant smell on the man between his nose.

The wicker floats in the air, and the lotus leaves are not far away.

The breeze is coming slowly, the water waves are not happy, and the men and women in the pavilion are so handsome. It's not too much to say that they are golden boys and girls, which can be painted.

This picture looks from a distance