The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

"No." The girl refused bluntly.

Chu Min's body froze slightly, and his heart gradually became silent.

The soft lips moved slightly and moved to his lips, "Just keep yourself, you don't need to change for me."

The rest of the words to be said turned into a lingering breath, and Chu Min's heart beat for her.

After breathing steadily, Chu Min stuck to her, "Qing'er, I want to marry you, be my crown princess, and in the future, you can also be my queen."

What to marry, isn't it good to have a good career?

Our plan is to force the palace to kill the hero and heroine and the emperor, how magnificent.

Aya Qingxuan blocked his mouth and refused to answer the question.

Feeling dizzy after being kissed, Chu Min didn't know what to say.

Yin shi was sent back to the cold palace, and the guard was strengthened. No one else could get in, and she could not get out. Those palace maids and eunuchs had the assurance of Chu Min that they would not be easily hurt by Yin shi.

Ling Qingxuan accompanied Chu Min to change the dressing that night, and returned to the Astrology Building the next day.

With the arrival of a new month, the third prince was the first to come to the Astrology Building to ask questions.

The last time he was trapped was forgotten. He took the military talisman he got from the Queen Mother and was proud, "National teacher, do you want to submit to this prince?"

Xiaolu rolled her eyes, "Are you sure the third prince wants to ask this question?"

It's none of her business to waste an opportunity to ask questions.

The third prince, who has a good image on the outside and is supported by the people, is eager for quick success and wants to control all things that are beneficial to him.

"National teacher, I want to know the use of the astrological platform."

Xiaolu glanced at Ling Qingxuan, and seeing that she didn't care, she replied: "Wuyuguo has two ways of inheriting the throne, one is the prince's succession, and the other is to choose a new emperor under the guidance of the Astrology Platform. "

For the emperor, he would trust the guidance of the astrological platform even more, and Xiaolu almost knew the purpose of the third prince.

"National teacher, if you choose this prince as the new emperor, this prince promises you to keep your life safe."

Does this mean that if you don't choose him, you won't be safe?

Little Green was a little flustered.

The intentions of the three princes were too obvious, and she couldn't resist.

"With the death of the national teacher, the country will be destroyed, the third prince, don't have too much appetite."

A cold female voice came from behind the curtain, and the third prince looked vigilantly in the direction of the source of the voice, "Who?"

This voice seems a little familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it.

Xiaolu quickly smoothed things out, "My servant girl, don't blame the third prince, the question has been asked, the third prince please come back."

Inexplicably, Chu Jin felt that the owner of the voice was a little dangerous. He must not act recklessly this time, and must plan carefully.

After he left, Little Green slumped in his seat.

Today, why didn't she feel that being a national teacher was so tiring before.

Yu Guang saw Ling Qingxuan's eyes moving to this side, and she hurriedly sat down.

"National teacher, why do you stay in the Astrology Building and still don't want to restore your identity?"

Could it be that he was watching her on purpose?

She doesn't want to continue to be at all now, she really wants to kneel on the ground and beg her to come back.

Ling Qingxuan did not move.

The reason she likes to stay here is simple, because there is no need to be unlucky to stay here.

[Host, you are not active at all in completing the task this time. 】

Because there are too many people to kill.

[Can't we be gentle? 】

Which big guy have you seen being gentle?

[…] zz won’t say that his host is the most gentle when he meets the villain.

"The time has not come." Ling Qingxuan replied to Xiao Lu.

Xiaolu sighed, "The national teacher, do you remember the dance of the festival?"

Aya Qingxuan: No one told me to dance when I became a national teacher!

Xiaolu was about to say a few words when she saw Ling Qingxuan put the suit into her hand with a sullen face.

"You come."

"Ah?" Xiaolu was really panicked. It was only useful for a genuine national teacher to dance the sacrifice to the sky, but it was useless for her to break her foot.

"National teacher, Xiaolu will not fall down on blessings even if he jumps."

"What does it take to bring down the blessings?" Ling Qingxuan humbly asked for advice.

Inexplicably, I feel that such a national teacher is a little cute. Xiaolu can't help but look at her more, and her heart is full of excitement. Why didn't I find the national teacher so good-looking before.

"The spring breeze welcomes, the dry land rains, everything is in spring, and the blessings are deep."

Aya Qingxuan understood, and went to zz to check the weather forecast.

zz: Host, will you lose a piece of meat at a dance!

…

Sima Yunyi had been training for a while, but when she couldn't hear from Xiu'er, she went to the aunt of the laundry bureau.

She asked her face to face, "Where's Xiu'er? Did she climb the high branch of the East Palace, so she didn't finish what she promised me and didn't contact me?"

The aunt looked at her with strange and dodging eyes, "Miss Sima, you don't know yet, right?"

"what?"

The aunt said in a solemn tone, "Xiu'er was caned and died."

Let a dead person contact her, and she will be scared to death in the middle of the night.

"What did you say!"

"I said Xiu'er was dead." Miss Sima asked her to repeat when her ears were bad.

Sima Yunyi seemed to be in an ice cellar, her hands and feet became cold, and she died. Sure enough, the East Palace was not a place for people to stay. Xiuer died after only going there for a few days.

But why, there was no news of Ling Shuiqing's death.

"Ling... Has Xiaoqing been here before?"

The aunt opened her eyes and said nonsense, "I haven't been here before. I've been waiting for the house to have cobwebs."

Sima Yunyi gritted her teeth and gave her aunt some silver taels.

"If she comes, let me know in time."

The aunt with the silver in her pocket smiled brightly, "Okay."

It's really good money.

On the way to the Le Palace, Sima Yunyi was restless. She didn't find Ling Qingxuan for a day, and she spent a day in a hurry.

‘crack~’

When the score fell to the ground, Sima Yunyi realized that he had hit someone.

At this time, she was very angry, and she was about to have a flare-up. She looked up and saw the man in the moon-white gown with a warm smile.

"Miss Sima, are you okay?"

The man's voice was refreshing and pleasant. Sima Yunyi nodded, dazzled by his smile.

"It's okay, son, are you..."

"The next song, the court musician, was unwell a few days ago, so I only came today."

With Junyi's face and the smile of sunshine, Sima Yunyi blushed uncontrollably, "This, this is it."

Wait, how does he know her identity? Could it be that he has been paying attention to her silently for a long time?

Thinking of this, she grabbed the handkerchief and said implicitly, "Young Master Qu, I'm going to the Le Palace too, let's go together."

Different from the fatal surprise that Chu Min gave her, but a very approachable atmosphere, Sima Yunyi felt that he was better than the third prince.

Her own luck should be attracting this man, if she can get his love...

"Yunyi!"

An angry male voice suddenly appeared next to him. All Sima Yunyi's actions were seen by Chu Jin. He rushed over, grabbed Sima Yunyi's wrist tightly, and declared sovereignty over Qu Le.

"Musician, she is the wife of this prince. I advise you not to have any crooked thoughts."