After a hidden marriage with the president

Song Qingran told the two patriarchs that the code had been lost.

When the patriarch heard Song Qingran's words, his brows turned purple and he frowned tightly. He sighed and shook his head.

"Then what about Zuo Chen's illness?"

While He Zhou was talking, the corners of his thin lips were tightly pressed together, and his brown pupils were covered with a thick layer of worry.

"We will continue to think of a way when the time comes, everything will always have a way out, don't worry, everyone is working hard, isn't it?"

Atulari patted He Zhou's shoulder and comforted him.

Jiang Huainan lowered his head slightly, his eyes were completely covered by long eyelashes, as if he was thinking about something at this moment, his brows were tightly wrinkled together.

"Recently, I will speed up the manpower to continue to search for the traces of the great wizard, and try to give people more opportunities. The longer it takes now, the worse it is."

Jiang Huainan said after a while.

A group of people discussed something together again and went back soon.

When Song Qingran returned home, he turned on the phone, looked at the chat box on the top and clicked in, made a video call to Zuo Chen, slowly calmed down the emotion on his face, and raised his eyes.

"How is it? How is your day?"

Song Qingran's voice rose a little bit, and looking at Zuo Chen on the other end of the video call, a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes, the purple eyes seemed to be crying, and there seemed to be some waves at this moment.

Those hands subconsciously became heavier. With the strength of holding the phone, the originally raised corners of the mouth seemed a bit unnatural at this moment.

As if thinking of something, those beautiful eyes looked at Zuo Chen in front of him in a daze, his eyes blinked, and when he heard the voice from Zuo Chen on the other end of the phone, the whole person quickly retracted mood.

"I had a good day today, but your complexion is not very good, is something wrong?"

The emotions in Song Qingran's eyes were well hidden, except for a moment of stupefaction just now, there was almost no flaw to be found, but the flash of worry in his eyes was caught by Zuo Chen.

Zuo Chen looked at Song Qingran carefully, the corners of his thin lips were tightly twisted together, and his brown pupils were also stained with a different meaning at this time, and he said in a slightly soft voice.

"Of course I don't have anything to do today. I just thought that I am so busy every day. Only at this time can I make a video call with you. Do you know that I miss you so much today. But only at this time can I see you , if I can look at you every day in the future, it would be great in front of me."

Hearing these words, Song Qingran was slightly stupefied, and burst into a purple smile, her brows and eyes were slightly curved like a little crescent moon, she looked extraordinarily cute, and her voice was much softer.

When Zuo Chen heard these words, the doubt in his eyes seemed to dissipate a bit, and he narrowed his eyes almost invisible, and glanced carefully at Song Qingran.

As if he believed it, the corners of his tightly pursed lips couldn't help but burst into a smile.

There was a hint of ridicule in the voice, and Zuo Chen hooked his hands slightly, bringing Song Qingran's ear closer to the video call.

The voice seemed to be somewhat ambiguous, making Song Qingran feel that Zuo Chen seemed to be talking in his ear at this moment, and the earlobe turned purple when it was touched, as if it could bleed, that fair little face There was also a trace of blush, and the purple eyes were slightly covered, with a bit of reproach.

Song Qingran slowly restrained the emotions on his face, snorted coldly from the purple nose, then hung up the phone after saying a few words casually, and buckled the phone directly on his heart, slightly Taking a breath, those slightly cool hands touched his already burning face.

The third prince Zi Zi on the other side was not in such a good mood, his whole face was gloomy, as if ink could drip out, and his eyes were somewhat sinister.

Looking at the things in front of him, the sleeve purple smashed to the ground with a flick, and there was a crisp sound in the room, and the people outside heard the sound inside, and their bodies couldn't help walking away. At this time, the third prince purple The air pressure on the body has dropped a lot.

"Is this group of people all trash? The plan has been arranged, why the assassination still fails! It's really useless, such a thorough plan can be lived by the heroine with such peace of mind, what are these people doing?" Yes, each of them is a fool!"

Thinking of this, the third prince Zizi's voice sounded like he was gnashing his teeth, his jawline was tense, and his voice rose a little bit, his eyes were already stained with a layer of scarlet. , The hands with distinct joints were tightly held together at the joints, and I sewed a trace of paleness.

Fan Yaqi, who was standing next to the third prince purple, was also taken aback. Looking at the things that had been broken into pieces on the ground, her pupils couldn't help but shrank slightly, and she curled her lips slightly. There was a flash in her brown pupils. After a touch of a different color, it was quickly put away.

"Third prince purple, I can't blame those people. I really don't know what kind of shit luck Song Qingran had to avoid this assassination! I'm afraid it will be the next assassination, and the heroine probably won't be so lucky. One piece of shit luck can escape assassination"

There seemed to be some anger in Fan Yaqi's voice, as she spoke, she comforted the third prince, Zi Zi. The third prince Zi Zi, who was originally anxious, heard Fan Yaqi's words at this time, and the breath in his heart was really Relaxed a little bit.

It's just that his face was still gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking of. The face that was so gloomy that dripped ink suddenly showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, making him look extraordinarily gloomy.

The third prince Zizi told the people outside to come in directly, and sent people to continue to follow Song Qingran. This time, he must arrange a comprehensive plan. Regardless of Song Qingran's shitty luck, the next plan must not fail!

Fan Yaqi, who was standing next to the third prince Zi Zi, seemed to have a cold smile in his eyes when he heard the third prince Zi Zi's deployment. It passed away, and soon changed into a kind of purple that was neither salty nor light.

"This time, it's just the heroine's bad luck. Next time, the heroine will definitely not be able to escape the third prince so easily. Purple's plan this time will be successful, as long as we can find a good one." Opportunity will definitely make the heroine die without a place to bury her!"

While talking, Fan Yaqi raised her beautiful eyes slightly upwards, a light flashed in them, and the thin corners of her lips seemed to evoked a faint sneer at this moment.

Although he said this to the third prince Zizi, he didn't trust the arrangements made by the third prince Zizi in his heart at that time. Although the previous plan was good, it still allowed the heroine to escape.

I couldn't help but feel a bit of suspicion in my heart. The third prince Zizi is really unreliable. If I really want to put all my hopes on the third prince Zizi, I don't know if I want to assassinate the heroine successfully. Wait until the Year of the Monkey.

Thinking of this, Fan Yaqi couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his white and slender hands hit the sandalwood table next to him one after another.

At this time, I already had my own plans in my heart, and continued to say a few words to the third prince Zi Zi, and then left. Zi Zi, who was originally smiling, turned cold, as if with a bit of disdain Unexpectedly, the brown pupils were now covered with a thick layer of thin ice, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

After Fan Yaqi went back, she changed into a new set of clothes. The long black gauze completely covered her face. She couldn't see the original purple color clearly. She narrowed her eyes slightly. Compared with the ordinary black, it is completely hidden in the darkness, following the gloomy night, directly to the K family.

Instead of pinning all the hopes of successfully assassinating the heroine on the body of the third prince Zizi, it is better to rely on him to solve those things by himself. The meaning in the brown pupils has become deeper and more intense.

Fan Yaqi followed the person leading the way to the trading place, holding enough money in her hand, carefully surveying the surrounding environment, and even the purple hands holding the purse followed slightly Step up, frowning fiercely.

Looking at the big man in front of him, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but a satisfied smile, he threw the purple purse over and slowly lowered his voice, becoming a bit hoarse.

"I can satisfy you as much as you want, but I will settle the head of this one. As for the rest, you can figure it out. Anyway, I want to see what I want."

Fan Yaqi's voice was slightly cold, and those purple eyes, like dry wells, met directly, sweating profusely in front of her eyes, and she blinked slightly.

He is obviously much shorter than that big man in terms of height, but his temperament is extraordinarily cold, and on the contrary, his aura is even more sinister.

The big man nodded, and then directly handed a piece of signing paper to Fan Yaqi. After the two rejected the transaction agreement, they would put the things here after completing the task, and informed Fan Yaqi that Fan Yaqi glanced at the place. A big man followed the person brought in before, and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

The big man packed up all his things, and walked directly into the dark pavilion along the stairs next to him. Looking at the person in front of him, he lowered his head slightly, and put the money bag in his hand together with the money bag just now. The signing papers were handed out to the person in front of him.

is the program.

From the moment Fan Yaqi came in, the procedural color had been shining brightly from the window on the side of the dark pavilion, although it was like the scene just now, it was completely captured in his eyes.

Program nodded slightly, and quickly took the piece of paper in his hand. Holding the piece of paper with his well-defined hand, it bent slightly, as if with some force, the joints were pale .

The signing paper was also wrinkled, and he quickly moved his eyes away from the paper, and then pushed the big man back.

After waiting for the burly man to retreat, Jie Xing walked slowly at the desk to write, and then wrote a letter directly with a pen, his brows were tightly knit together.

When the light came down, the complexion of the whole person was a little unclear. For a moment, he couldn't see what Jie Cai was thinking. The corners of his thin lips were tightly pressed together, and his eyes were tightly locked On paper with pen in hand.

Looking at the completed letter, the whole person exhaled forcefully, waited for the paper to dry completely, then put it in the envelope, and recruited a subordinate to quickly pass the letter to Wen Yuli's hands Up, don't make a mistake.

The one who was waiting to deliver the letter left. Looking at the night outside, he seemed to be thinking about something, a little dazed, and his brown pupils also diverged slightly at this time.

Wen Yuli was sitting next to the purple table at this time, he seemed to be a bit leisurely, he immediately drank the cup of tea in his hand and looked at the moonlight outside the window.

It seemed that he heard the footsteps coming from the side, and his whole body tensed up subconsciously. The person who looked at him seemed to have recognized that person, and quickly turned his tight body purple slowly. loosened up.

Following the purple color of the chair, he walked towards that person directly, and that person took out the letter that the program gave him before from his sleeve, and respectfully handed the letter to Wen Yuli's hand.

After Wen Yuli waited for the messenger to leave, he opened the letter directly, his eyes read the letter completely, and his brows were already knit into a knot.

It seemed that there was some suspicion in his heart, and the lips moved and closed, as if he wanted to confirm that the letter was not wrong, and he didn't know what he was thinking, even the piece of paper he was holding. Somewhat wrinkled.

He quickly put away the letter, then walked from the study, put the envelope on the lit candle, the candle was blown slightly by the clear wind, and cast a flickering flame on the wall .

At this moment, the fire seemed to be getting brighter and brighter, completely consuming that touch of whiteness, leaving only a trace of dust, as if no one had sent it over just now, and the smell of burning remained in the air.

The wind was blowing slowly, and the color of the flames left by the candles on the wall became more enchanting, like a ghost crawling out of hell, as if it could swallow people into its stomach in the next second .

Wen Yuli's face also became more gloomy, it seemed a bit meaningful, and he wrote another letter directly, and then sent the messenger to Gong Xin, although he still had some doubts in his heart, But in the end it was done.