Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 596 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (86)

Yin Zhi smiled slowly, and said in a low voice, "Ye Qiao should have told you all about our relationship."

He sighed lightly: "When this king took Ye Qiao over, she was still a child, and she always liked to cling to my side. In the blink of an eye, she had grown up so much."

Yin Zhi looked a little cold: "I also learned to betray."

Rong Yan frowned, looking at him a little coldly.

Yin Zhi suddenly smiled: "I heard that Prime Minister Rong killed his relatives righteously and put his own younger brothers in prison?"

He hooked his lips with some sarcasm: "Prime Minister Rong may hurt Madam Rong's heart by doing this. Speaking of which, you and Ye Qiao are somewhat similar."

Rong Yan's brows were cold, and the slightly drooping eyebrows looked a little dull, as if he didn't take Yin Zhi's words to heart.

Yin Zhi felt bored and snorted coldly.

"Rong Cheng is quite determined to end up betraying everyone in the end. Ye Qiao can betray me, and she can also betray you."

Rong Yan's eyes lightened, and her lips pursed slightly.

Yin Zhi flicked his sleeves: "Since Prime Minister Rong is fine, this king will go back."

The moment he turned around, Yin Zhi withdrew the smile on his face, and his eyes became condensed.

Rong Yan broke his plan several times, forcing him to move faster.

The young man stood quietly, with thick long eyelashes drooping down to cover the emotions in his eyes, and the slightly raised eye ends were lightly colored with tear moles.

Ah Qi stood aside respectfully: "Master, everything is fine with Master Ye."

The young man had indifferent eyebrows and eyes, and the light-colored moles at the end of his eyes were drawn into the darkness, making it difficult to see clearly.

The cold gaze fell on Ah Qi, making Ah Qi shiver for no reason.

He trembled: "Master?"

The boy didn't say anything, but just looked away lightly.

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Lianqing listened to the gradually subsiding sounds outside, and wanted to lift the bed curtain and go out to have a look.

He glanced at her indifferently again: "Aren't you afraid that there are still people guarding outside, who will attack you as soon as you go out?"

Lianqing insisted: "I have nothing to be afraid of."

However, she sat back obediently.

The candles were burning slowly, and soft footsteps sounded in the silent palace.

Lian Qing immediately held her breath, a little frightened.

He rolled his eyes again.

It's Rongyan.

The young man's eyebrows were clear, his long and narrow pupils were full of light, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and the moles at the end of his eyes shone with a clear stream of light in the dim candlelight.

He raised his eyes slightly, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of coldness, like the snow capped on the snow peak of thousands of years.

He suppressed his smile again and frowned.

"Banquet?"

Zhu Jing frowned, his eyes were clear and shallow.

He pursed his lips, but didn't respond.

Lian Qing has always been a little afraid of Rong Yan, but now suddenly he is even more afraid.

She gathered the clothes on her body and poked Heyou.

"I still have to sleep, my lords, go back quickly."

Otherwise, she might lose sleep tonight.

He pursed his lips again and got off the bed.

She glanced at the boy standing quietly, frowned, and pulled his clothes.

"Get out with me."

Zhu Jing took a slow look at his sleeve that was being held by her, and then his eyes fell back on He You.

After a while, the cold and cool young man bent his lips very lightly and shallowly.

He pulled Rong Yan out again, and looked around him.

She has never known the true identity of the little beauty. Although she feels familiar for no reason, she can't remember it.

He narrowed his eyes again: "Do you remember?"

Does he have all the memories in so many small interfaces?

Zhu Jing's eyes were calm and light. Unlike Rong Yan, the brilliance in his eyes flowed without the slightest emotion.

He frowned again.

She doesn't like the look in the eyes of the little beauty, who looks like a god who is heartless and desireless.

He stretched out his hand and tugged on the boy's sleeve again, feeling more irritable between his brows.

"answer me."

Zhu Jing lowered his eyes slightly, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

He nodded.

Remember, remember.

I remember him floating around in the small interface, and I also remember the overwhelming joy in the corners of his eyes and brows when she came.

He's frowning relaxed a bit, but the hand holding his sleeve did not loosen.

She raised her eyebrows: "You are yourself?"

With so many small interfaces, it is not difficult to see that the little beauty is all alone.

However, He has an indescribable familiarity with this "self".

There was a cool light between Zhu Jing's eyebrows, and his thick long eyelashes drooped slightly, like a butterfly spreading its wings, fluttering and shining.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the hem of his clothes being pulled by He You, feeling a little dazed.

She used to always like to pull his clothes, without any fear or scruple.

Zhu Jing suddenly bent his eyes, and when his long and narrow phoenix pupils were slightly bent, they brought out a bit of sparkling beauty, and the raised eye ends outlined a bit of clear charm.

He frowned again, a little dissatisfied.

"why are you laughing?"

Zhu Jing lowered his eyes slightly to look at her, his voice was a bit colder than before, as if it carried the frost that would not melt for thousands of years.

But he bent his lips a little, lowered his voice a little, and it came out a little clear.

"What if I'm not?"

He frowned at him again.

Zhu Jing suddenly felt a little regretful, the young man's long eyelashes trembled, and he bit his lip.

He tugged at his sleeve again, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Can't admit it?"

She is obviously a little beauty, is it possible that she can't admit it for some reason?
He pursed his lips again: "Then I won't ask this question."

Zhu Jing looked at her in a daze, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

His voice was a little soft: "Don't you doubt me?"

Obviously now, she still doesn't remember him.

He rolled her eyes again, and she said, "I can recognize you."

Even though the identity of the little beauty in front of her was unknown, she felt both familiar and strange, but she never doubted that she would recognize the wrong person.

He pursed his lips again: "Can't you say anything?"

She was vaguely familiar with the boy's face, she had seen it before, but she couldn't remember it.

Those distant memories are vague and intermittent, and it is difficult to piece them together.

The young man has cold eyes and bends slightly when talking to her.

His voice was light: "Zhu Jing."

He looked up at him again in a daze.

Zhu Jing pursed his lips, and his thick, curly eyelashes drooped quietly.

"my name."

He pursed his lips again and smiled: "Well, I remember."

Zhu Jing also bent his lips very lightly and shallowly.

The boy was thin and thin, his fingertips glowed with a little white light, his joints were clear and shiny, he slightly curved his lips, and a faint smile appeared.

Zhu Jing lowered his eyes slightly, his white fingertips trembled, and lightly touched the back of He You's hand.

The moment his fingertips touched, the boy frowned.

He held his fingers again, and looked up at him.

"you……"

The boy's eyes were bright and clear, and he seemed to be a little uncomfortable. He frowned, and when he saw her look over, he responded in a low voice.

"Ok?"

He pursed his lips again, and swallowed back the words he hadn't spoken yet.

She gently shook the hands they held together: "A Yan?"

Rong Yan lowered his brows and answered in a low voice.

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)