The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 470 The business woman who was murdered for money (20)

  She just said, looking at Murong Chen's appearance, it is not too pedantic to marry each other in the same room with a woman.

Otherwise, I usually give a lot of arms to Murong Chen. According to the ancient definition, seeing a shirt, seeing a woman’s ankle, or pulling and cuddling, is considered to be out of bounds, and Murong Chen is responsible. Doesn't the subject have to row from the south of the city to the north of the city?

  Moreover, Murongchen himself had a good skin. People in the royal family, and the beauties he had seen were too numerous to mention. Su Qinghuan, a man with such a fascination with power, did not think that the beauty of the original owner could make Murongchen fall in love at first sight to the point of dizziness.

  ……

   "Miss Su, I originally praised you for being smart, but I didn’t expect that you were really too smart."

  The man's eyes fixedly looked at Su Qinghuan.

   And Su Qinghuan also smiled without humility.

   "The son is joking, isn't the dialogue between smart people like this? It's better than everyone keeps going around."

"I am willing to do my best for my son, but I don't need to be your concubine. I am not my son's favorite choice. What my son wants is actually a woman who can help your great cause. The best The choice must be the daughter of the high door."

  Su Qinghuan has already explained the truth thoroughly. The princes of all dynasties, who is not vying to marry a woman who can consolidate imperial power?

   And when you have settled down in this situation, you have to worry about your relatives’ political affairs, and wantonly suppress the Queen’s mother clan.

   So think about it carefully, this harem dispute is really not just the problem of the 72 concubines of the Sannomiya and the Sixth Court, even the previous dynasty is also a lot of waves.

  Su Qinghuan never considered taking a trip to this muddy water.

  ……

  "What should I do? I really like you a little bit now."

  No one has ever said this to Murong Chen so clearly.

   Even with this truth, Murong Chen knows better than anyone else.

  He inevitably looked at the girl with a trace of regret, watching her eyes gleaming, and in a corner of his heart, a secret desire was taking root.

  He really desires power.

  I never thought that I would desire a woman at the same time.

   Putting it in front of him, this kind of thing that loves beautiful people handing over Jiangshan is what Murong Chen sniffs most.

  But at this moment Murong Chen suddenly understood that the appearance of some people is so unreasonable, and can even make you shake your original thoughts.

  Of course, just shake.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan curled her lips slightly, she was a little thirsty, and simply sat down and poured a glass of water for Murong Chen and herself.

  "My son, as you can see, it may be better for us to take what we need. As your counsellor, we will be happier with each other. If we become a grudge in the future, what good will it do?"

"you are right."

  Murongchen nodded, and the young man looked at the cup that Su Qinghuan handed over with a little melancholy.

  He drank it all in one go.

   "This tea... tastes a little less."

  “After all, it’s just a rural town. Of course it’s not as good as the famous products that the son of the world drank in Beijing.”

  ……

  Su Qinghuan looked at Murong Chen’s slightly bleeding shoulder, and then suddenly thought of business.

  "After talking for so long, I almost forgot that you were injured. May I help you with medicine?"

"……good."

  Murong Chen is actually not used to strange women being so close.

  When Su Qinghuan was standing beside him holding the Jin Sore medicine, Murong Chen could smell the faint aroma of cold plum on the woman's body more clearly, as if he was about to dig into his lungs.

  The man's eyes changed slightly, and he never suppressed the thought in his heart.

   But looking at the girl's earnest eyebrows, he was also reluctant to hurt her.

   Su Qinghuan, if she is really trapped in the Sixth Courtyard of the Sannomiya, it would be equivalent to a bird being imprisoned in a golden wire cage.

  ……

  Murong Chen's eyebrows darkened slightly.

  And Su Qinghuan did not notice the change in the man’s expression. She took the golden sore powder and sprinkled it on Murong Chen’s wound little by little.

   "You will endure a little bit, it will be a little bit painful, and when the scabs are over after two days, you will feel much better."

  She gave the man medicine seriously, because she had just showered, and her hair was still half loose at this time. At this moment, when she lowered her head, there was a chance that the naughty hair would fall on the man’s shoulder.

  Some slight itching.

  Compared with pain, what is more real is the strange touch from Su Qinghuan's ribbon.

  Murongchen was a little at a loss.

  His thin lips are pressed tighter.

  But Su Qinghuan thought he was forcibly enduring the pain.

  She thought for a while, and then took out another candied fruit she had brought from Dongcheng.

   "I don't know if you eat sweets or not. This candied fruit is delicious and can relieve your pain."

  "……"

  Looking at Su Qinghuan's posture to coax the child, Murongchen laughed blankly.

   "Do you treat me like a child?"

  He didn't like candy anymore when he was very young.

   And Su Qinghuan condenses her eyebrows.

   "Don't you want it? Then I will eat it myself..."

   Before Su Qinghuan’s words fell, she saw the man **** the candied fruit from her.

"want."

  Indisputable tone.

  The man's thin lips opened slightly, and he threw the candied fruit into his mouth suddenly.

   And Su Qinghuan was very speechless when she saw it.

   also said that he was not a child. How could this behavior be better than a three-year-old child?

  Fastly naive.

  ……

  Just as the two were talking, Xiaotao, the maid who had previously gone to buy food, just opened the door and walked in.

  Xiaotao is a big speaker, and the sound is louder than ever before her footsteps.

  "Miss! You didn't know that there were so many weird people downstairs. When I first entered the inn, I was a little scared, so I almost spilled my wontons..."

  As soon as Xiaotao raised her eyes, she saw the handsome young man sitting on the red sandalwood chair.

   "Uh...Miss, who is this son?"

  She has a dry throat, and she only feels that the handsome scholars written in the script are not as good as this person.

and many more……

  It seems more bizarre to be in the same room with a young man alone, right? !

  ……

  Su Qinghuan was afraid that Xiao Tao would yell loudly, so she hurriedly walked over and closed the door.

   also did not avoid Murong Chen's identity.

   "Little Tao, this is the son of the old from Kyoto. I had a relationship with him at the residence of Zhifu Liu. He also wants to return to the capital. Then we will go together."

   "Miss... Then we can't let him live with us?"

   Although Xiaotao hasn’t read many books, she still has the notion of being a big guard against men and women, and she is utterly stunned.

   "It doesn't count as living together, we will leave right away."

  I originally planned to stay in this inn for one night, but now I am leaving right away. Who makes it unsuitable to stay here for a long time?

  Su Qinghuan feels distressed.

   "Huh?! Leave now?"

   Xiaotao was even more surprised.

   But Murong Chen is very calm.

   "Little Peach, I have nothing to do with your lady, and my motorcade is also nearby, so it just happens to be a company."

  Xiaotao is a straight-tempered person, she whispers directly in her heart.

  How do you feel that your own lady has rescued the hero?

  (End of this chapter)