Traveling to ancient times to become a princess, she wins every step of the way

Su Liluo couldn't move, her beautiful eyes stared at Rong Yan, her chest heaving up and down.

"Rong Yan! You are sick!"

"Heh...yeah...I'm really sick...and you are my medicine."

With a sneer, Su Liluo rolled her eyes at him: "Are you enthusiastic? Is it interesting to perform the same scene over and over again?"

He had already used the beauty trick once in Xu Yang.

The beautiful man came out of the bath and confessed deeply. Now he brought up the old things again and deliberately made fun of her. He really treated her as a fool.

Rong Yan lowered his eyes, and the hot breath lingered in Su Liluo's ears as he leaned forward.

His cold fingertips covered her blue hair, gently brushing away the newly fallen snowflakes. He moved his eyebrows and spoke again:

"Ali, you seem to be quite affectionate, but in fact, you are a hard-hearted and bad woman.

You said you wanted my life for him?

However, when you had to choose between your freedom and his, didn't you choose your freedom without hesitation?

Since you have already given up on him, why do you insist on acting affectionate in front of Yan now...

Also, do you dare to say that you have never been tempted by a banquet?

Eh... before you answer, you have to think clearly, lying will make you look ugly. "

He is crazy!

Why are you so yandere all of a sudden! ?

Su Liluo was so angry that she almost exploded on the spot, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Rong Yan, what happens between me and Long Yunxuan, that's our business.

It’s not your turn to judge yet!

However, you should not use me as bait to deceive him and hurt him!

Also, I am attracted to you, what can you do?

how? Can you really put down your revenge plan and be with me for the rest of your life? "

Bullshit!

No matter what you say this time, my aunt will never believe your lies again!

"whispering sound……"

Rong Yan looked at Su Liluo's ever-changing expressions and curled her lips and laughed.

"Ali, you still can't hide your worries."

"Rong Yan, you are still so cunning."

"Well, thank you for the compliment, Ali."

Su Liluo: "..." I thank you, uncle!

"Pah, pah!"

Just when Rong Yan was teasing Su Liluo, two stones suddenly flew out from the direction behind Su Liluo and hit her acupoint.

As soon as Su Liluo got free, she immediately turned her wrist and swung the sword towards Rong Yan.

This guy is so arrogant!

Today, if she doesn't show him some color, she will take his last name!

Su Liluo was completely outraged by Rong Yan. She didn't care that her strength was far inferior to him, and she went out with her sword without any mercy.

Rong Yan was distracted for a moment because his attention was focused on the direction in which the pebbles were flying. When he reacted, the silver light was already in front of him.

He didn't know whether it was intentional or a subconscious reaction, but he directly raised his wrist and blocked it with the back of his white hand.

"Shh..."

Liu Ying's sharp sword instantly cut a bloody gash on the back of his hand. It wasn't deep enough, but blood was visible.

Rong Yan's peach blossom eyes glanced at the back of her scratched hand. Seeing the hot blood oozing out from the wound, he smiled instead of getting angry.

"Haha... I didn't expect that A Li's kung fu has improved so much after not seeing each other for a few days... But what kind of advice did he encounter from an expert? "

Su Suliluo was actually a little confused when she saw that Rong Yan was really scratched by her.

She didn't even know when her internal energy skills had improved so rapidly recently.

If it were before, she would definitely not be his match.

However, after that coma, after she woke up in Nanting Rong's mansion, she felt a steady stream of breath circulating around her body as soon as she exercised her power and adjusted her breath.

"I!……"

She didn't expect just now that he would really be unable to escape.

"It doesn't matter, it's always good to help A Li calm down! It doesn't matter if Yan is hurt a little!"

He is so sick!

Su Liluo was stunned and speechless for a long time, then said to Rong Yan:

"Rong Yan, if he is really dead, I will take your life again then!"

After that, she jumped up and strode towards the direction where the pebbles had just flown.

Someone helped her just now, and that person must still be hiding in the dark and not far away.

Su Liluo wanted to find out and see if that person was Long Yunxuan.

*

Duqicheng, Rongfu

Diabolo has been standing guard at the door of the house, waiting on tiptoe for his young master to return to the house.

When he saw the carriage appearing in the mansion, he immediately went to greet it.

The carriage stopped in front of the gate of Rong Mansion, and Rong Yan walked out of it. Diabolo saw blood oozing from the back of his injured hand at a glance, and asked with worried eyes.

"Sir, are you injured?"

"It's okay, it's a minor injury."

"Yes, Miss Su?"

Rong Yan didn't respond, which was regarded as acquiescence.

He got off the carriage and walked steadily towards the study, letting his injured hand hang by his side, and drops of bright red blood bloomed into bright winter plums in the corner of his robe.

Diabolo let out a long sigh and followed Rong Yan a few steps forward. He still couldn't help but feel sorry for his young master.

"This Miss Su is really cruel, and she is actually willing to kill her.

Young Master, you are the same. You care so much about Miss Su, and even took out thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum worth tens of thousands of gold to replenish her vitality before leaving Guangning City, but you refuse to say anything to her.

It's better now, she is for that one..."

Before he could finish his thoughts, Diabolo felt a cold light coming from the front, which instantly silenced him.

Diabolo was so frightened that his face turned pale and he stood there without daring to move.

"You go down first, I want to be alone."

"Yes."

Diabolo had no choice but to stop and watch Rong Yan walk into the study alone before retreating.

However, he left for less than a stick of incense and then came back again.

"Sir, Mrs. Luo Guogong is here again."

Diabolo knocked lightly on the study door a few times and stood on the corridor outside, waiting for Rong Yan to respond.

Rong Yan's peach blossom eyes lowered slightly, and their eyes fell on the back of the hand that was scratched by Su Liluo's sword, their eyes dark and unclear.

After he heard Diabolo's words, a hint of forbearing impatience flashed in his eyes.

"Just say I'm asleep."

"But, she said that if you don't see her, she will wait outside the house."

Diabolo didn't know the true relationship between Mrs. Luo Guogong and Rong Yan, but he was a little confused as to why his young master would be so tolerant of someone like her.

Since a month ago, this man has been coming to the house late at night several times to bother the young master, and the two of them would always quarrel and break up.

According to the temperament of the young master, people should not be allowed to act like this.

Therefore, Diabolo did not dare to neglect her.

The wide sleeves fell down to cover the injured back of the hand. Rong Yan looked at the door sternly and said in a cold voice: "Invite her in."

"Yes."

After leading Mrs. Luo Guogong into the study, Diabolo closed the door from the outside with a wink, and stood at the end of the corridor.