I am a heartthrob in Kuaiwen

The scene in front of her made Xiao Jingyuan furious. The girl was trapped in the man's arms, and the two seemed to merge into one. Her eyes were filled with panic.

How dare Wen Yu?

Xiao Jingyuan stepped forward and pulled Su Xiaoxiao away from Wen Yu's arms:

"Come on."

A few Yulin guards opened the door and walked in. He gritted his teeth and stared at Wen Yu word by word:

"Wen Yu broke the rules when he entered the palace to admonish and slander him. He was punished with a staff of forty and was demoted to the position of censor Zhongcheng."

"Isn't the Yushitai unwilling to go to court? I, King Jingyi, will drag him to the Yushitai and beat him."

The guard stepped forward, Wen Yu raised his eyebrows, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and had a mocking look in his eyes. The meaning of demonstration was self-evident, but no matter how hard he pretended, he still had to speak loudly with his bitten tongue:

“I’ll give you a few cubits.”

As soon as the words came out, the originally tense atmosphere broke the ice. The mouths of several Yu Linwei were in a straight line. Wen Yu's smiling mouth froze, and then he flicked his sleeves and walked out lightly as if he didn't care at all. The main hall, but the moment he stepped out of the main hall, he paused. His unfathomable eyes passed over everyone and rested on Su Xiaoxiao. After only a moment, he withdrew his gaze, and the Yulin Guards followed closely behind him. .

The door of the main hall was closed, and Su Xiaoxiao walked up the steps, stroking her lower lip:

"How did you come?"

The overlapping of light and darkness hid the bloodthirsty and sinister look in Xiao Jingyuan's eyes. He suppressed the rolling anger aroused in his heart and stated his intention clearly:

"There is a letter from Xinqu. Mrs. Su appears in the Hu people's base camp. The Hu people want to use Mrs. Su to break General Su's heart."

Reality and imagination overlapped and intertwined, and the momentary sense of unreality made her stunned. It took her a long while before she found her voice:

"I...understand."

Xiao Jingyuan cruelly laid out the ending. He walked slowly towards Su Xiaoxiao:

"Mrs. Su, this game is a dead end."

"But if we can form an alliance with Daxia, there may still be hope for survival."

These words refer to both Mrs. Su and Da Zhao.

Since he became the regent, he has been very clear that the number of Dazhao's kingdoms has been exhausted, but he is unwilling to accept that all his efforts will be in vain in the end. He wants to make a profit. As long as he can form an alliance with Daxia, he will still have a chance to make a comeback.

Su Xiaoxiao, who was immersed in her own world, did not notice his approach. Xiao Jingyuan looked at the red and swollen lips that seemed to be covered with lipstick and couldn't help but reach out and squeeze the lower lip that was bitten by Wen Yu just now, as if it was covered with lipstick. Like layers of dirt that cannot be washed away, Junyi's face is stained with madness, and he whispers:

"I believe that General Su will not abandon the overall situation for his own personal affairs, right? Xiaoxiao."

Blood burst out from the wound that had finally been stopped, and the severe pain brought her back to her thoughts. Su Xiaoxiao pinched the finger that was still on her lips and broke it back. The horrifying "click" sound of bone breaking echoed crisply. In the ears of the two of them, Xiao Jingyuan's face suddenly turned pale, and the water in his dark eyes spread.

Su Xiaoxiao immediately let go of Xiao Jingyuan's hand and looked directly at him, with gurgling water in her beautiful eyes and a tone as cold as frost and snow:

"The Su family has the character of the Su family."

She stopped looking at him:

"Don't belittle the Su Mansion like you belittled me. You are not worthy, Xiao Jingyuan."

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"Chanyu, I have brought Su Yi's wife."

The man's clothes were in tatters, and an unspeakable sour and rotten smell emanated from him. Inside the cloth bag on the side was a sleeping, beautiful woman. Contrary to the man, she was clean and tidy without any trace of filth. The trek did not make her hair frizzy, and it could be seen that she had been carefully taken care of along the way.

"Good! Good!"

The man sitting on the seat has a broad face, a thick beard, a pair of bright eyes, a fur hat on his head, and a short fur around his shoulders. His words are full of praise:

"Xu Liandan, my good son! This time I will see if Su Yi is tough or not hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

Several short and stocky men sitting around stood up and came to Mrs. Su's side to look carefully. Some of them were even ready to take action, their salivating eyes were disgusting:

"This is the woman from Dazhao. She has tender skin and tender flesh. I have never tasted it."

"This meat is really white."

Wan Yu gritted her teeth and moved closer to Mrs. Su:

"Chanyu, it is not wise to anger Su Yi at this time, not to mention that the eldest brother is still in Kyoto."

Shanyu picked up the bowl and drank the remaining horse wine in one gulp. He wiped his lips with his wristband and warned everyone:

"There are so many women in the camp that you can play with, but this is not allowed."

Wan Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The woman on the ground was still sleeping peacefully, unaware of the danger he was in. He lowered his head:

"Chanyu, please leave this man to my custody."

At the same time, Fengyi Palace.

Su Xiaoxiao's hands haven't stopped shaking since she heard what Xiao Jingyuan said. She curled up and buried her head in her knees, trying to ignore the uncontrollable sadness in her heart.

It can't be saved, she can't save it.

She couldn't dedicate herself to an unknown outcome, and she didn't dare to fight against the laws of heaven. She was selfish, and she realized this very clearly.

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red:

"577, will the end of this world clean up my feelings?"

577:

"If the host wants, we can."

The hands on my chest were clenched and trembling:

"it is good."

After a while, 577's sighing words echoed in her ears:

"Xiaoxiao, you don't have to blame yourself too much. To you, they are all NPCs in this world, people who have nothing to do with you in the first place. As a host, you should not have unnecessary feelings for the mission target."

Su Xiaoxiao didn't know how to answer. She felt that 577 was right but felt that it was wrong. From the time she was put into this world, from the time she used the body of the original owner, these people and things began to be closely related to her.

A soft cotton blanket on her shoulders was covered on her body. Su Xiaoxiao looked up in surprise. The young man bent over, his beautiful face was covered by the soft light of the moon. He was only one meter away from her, and his warm and moist breath was blowing. On her face, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but tilt her head back:

"A Jue."

His clear eyes shone like stars. He nodded and took out a box of cakes from his arms:

"Xiaoxiao, eat."

Su Xiaoxiao took it:

"Where did this come from? The imperial dining room doesn't have this."

Ah Jue blinked:

"Sister Shan, give it to me, I will leave it to Xiaoxiao."

After a pause, he suddenly reached out anxiously and touched the paper bag, feeling the residual warmth still there, and untied the thread:

"It's still hot, Xiaoxiao, eat it."

The soft pastry was crushed to pieces, and some crumbs fell on the bed with Ah Jue's movements. Unexpectedly, the stars in Ah Jue's eyes suddenly turned pale. Su Xiaoxiao picked up a small piece of crumbs. Passed it to Ah Jue’s mouth:

"It's still edible, try it."

Ah Jue opened his mouth, the sweet pastry melted in his mouth and the strong floral fragrance filled his mouth. He looked at Su Xiaoxiao happily:

"Sweet, Xiaoxiao eat it."

Su Xiaoxiao forced a smile, and her index finger was stained with powder. The sweet taste could not cover up the bitterness in her heart. Her eyes were moist:

"It's delicious, thank you Ajue."

She missed home and also missed Tiger.