Quick wear: blackened by the paranoid boss after being scum

Chapter 159 Prisoner (26)

Early in the morning, when Tao Ran suddenly opened his eyes, the lack of concentration in his eyes had not been completely suppressed.

Her pupils were trembling, her cheeks were blushing, and the fine beads of sweat soaked her hair, and when it stuck to her forehead, she was extremely beautiful.

333 noticed her abnormality immediately, she jumped on the bed and looked worriedly at Tao Ran, who was breathing unsteadily.

[What's wrong with you? 】

"Bitten by a dog."

【what? 】

After slowing down, Tao Ran sat up, pinching the center of his brows irritably.

"Your Majesty." Yan Changqing's condensed voice sounded from the outer hall.

Tao Ran exhaled lightly, and after he stabilized his emotions, he said in a lazy tone as usual: "Say."

"Master Shoufu...is dead." Yan Changqing's tone seemed to be very sad.

When it landed next to Tao Ran's ear, it made her snort coldly.

Even though he already knew that Yan Xun was dead, Tao Ran still made a little noise after his tone fell.

She made an expression on her face with great speed.

With red eyes, he rushed off the bed in disbelief, but his mind was so turbulent that he threw himself on the ground within a few steps.

Yan Changqing in the outer hall paled when he heard the sound, and went straight into the inner hall a little anxiously.

At a glance, he saw Tao Ran who had fallen to the ground in a daze.

Her hair was disheveled, and the water in her eyes never fell, and she looked at Yan Changqing almost blankly at this moment.

"What did you say?" The voice that came out was hoarse to the extreme.

It seems that every time a word is uttered, the heart and lungs are cut open.

Do you like him that much?
Yan Changqing was mad with jealousy in his heart, but he didn't lose a single bit of the drama on his face.

He embraced Tao Ran in his arms, lowered his long eyelashes, and the expression in his eyes was deep and cruel.

"Yan Xun is dead, he was murdered, blood flowed all over the place, and there is hardly a piece of good meat on his body."

Every time he uttered a word, Yan Changqing felt more joy in his heart.

When he was young, watching him contaminate his majesty time and time again, the hatred was almost piercing to the bone, making him sleepless day and night.

Well now, he's finally dead.

He will clean up the rest one by one.

His Majesty, all he needs is enough.

Covering the overwhelming possessiveness in his eyes, he comforted Tao Ran who was almost losing popularity little by little.

……

Yan Xun's death caused the situation in Yandu to be almost bloody.

Everyone knew that his death was closely related to the other three, but no one dared to stand up and say it openly.

This matter has become an unsolved and unsolved case on the surface, and those who know a little bit of rumors have kept it secret and never mentioned it.

His power was divided up by the three of them, and with an absolute gesture, he made big things into small things.

On the day of Yan Xun's funeral, Tao Ran put on mourning clothes under the horrified eyes of others.

Yan Xun's parents, Duan Wang and his wife, have long since passed away, and it is well known that Yan Ming and Yan Xun are at odds.

Now Tao Ran is mourning in vain, like Yan Xun's widow.

Such an absurd behavior was almost setting aside the relationship between her and Yan Xun.

The moment Yan Changqing saw it, he almost went mad with anger.

His fingertips sank into the palm of his hand, and blood flowed from his fingers.

He looked at Tao Ran, and almost gritted his teeth and asked, "Is he worth it for you?"

Tao Ran's face was so pale that there was no blood at all, and he only twitched his eyelashes slightly when he heard the words, as if his vitality had been wiped out.

She didn't answer Yan Changqing's words, she just pushed everyone away and stood alone in front of Yan Xun's tomb for a long time.

With such an infatuated appearance, Yan Ming and Lin Baiyi were also mad with jealousy.

Especially Yan Ming, he has the most outspoken temper.

Now looking at Tao Ran's desperate appearance, his jaw is tense.

It took him almost all his life's restraint to hold back the urge to take people back directly in the past.

Gritting his teeth and turning his head, Yan Ming strode away with almost no pause.

He couldn't look any longer.

That burning hot jealousy bit his reason, if he was not careful, he would completely take her as his own.

Lin Baiyi and Yan Changqing still stayed there.

The two of them were far away from Tao Ran, but the surroundings had been cleaned up long ago.

Regarding Tao Ran's safety, none of the three of them dared to relax.

"Master Hou, the current balance has been completely overturned."

Yan Changqing narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone was lazy, and his demeanor had a three-pointed appearance.

He hooked the corners of his lips meaningfully, and his eyes still stayed on Tao Ran.

"Things with two people are always more pleasing to the eye than three people, don't you think so?"

Lin Baiyi was dressed in a black robe of black gold, and he was a man who had faded away from his youthful innocence. At this time, just looking down, it was an oppressive oppression.

His face was as pale and stern as ever, his eyebrows and eyes were stunning but lifeless.

Rubbing her fingertips, Lin Baiyi's eyes stuck to Tao Ran's body.

He knew that all this was what she wanted to see.

Let them kill each other, and in the end, all the power will be gathered back by her.

His Majesty, cruel to aboveboard.

But they couldn't refuse the temptation.

Everyone was betting that after staying, he would have the ability to trap her in a golden cage.

He is no exception.

……

The sunset on the western mountain is full of rays of light.

This season is when the lotus is in full bloom. Ran Bowen sits in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, bending his lips and bowing his head to admire the lotus.

He was originally born in a very good condition, but when he was sitting next to the lotus, for a moment, people couldn't tell whether the flower was more beautiful or the person was more eye-catching.

Zhao Xian watched from a distance, her heart beating like a deer.

The pity brought about by the news of Yan Xun's death before was blown away by the breeze.

She straightened the broken hair on her sideburns, and then walked over to the Huxin Pavilion with a straight posture.

"What are you thinking, sir?"

After the last physical punishment, Zhao Xian has restrained herself a lot.

She didn't know what method Ran Bowen used to bring her out of the Taifu's mansion.

He also guided her extremely gently to solve the assassination case of the sixth prince of Qiangwu.

Thinking of Ran Bowen's soft voice, Zhao Xian couldn't help but blushed again.

There are no concubines in his house, not even connecting rooms.

But he is the only exception.

She was the first woman he brought back.

Restraining the smile on the corner of her mouth, she poured a cup of tea for Ran Bowen, smiling softly.

But because he didn't have the aura of the aristocratic family, that posture was a bit more artificial and uncomfortable.

Ran Bowen didn't seem to see it, his brows and eyes were still gentle and bookish.

After thanking him softly, he didn't speak again, but stared at the lotus next to him in rapt attention.

"Does your lord like lotus very much?"

Zhao Xian had nothing to say, and wanted to pretend to approach Ran Bowen casually, but at a certain moment, her spine felt chills.

As if being grabbed by the neck by a monster from the abyss, her soul trembled with fear.

(End of this chapter)