The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Early in the morning, when the female official knocked on the door, Ling Qingxuan turned over and let them in.

The female official led a group of palace maids in to serve, and she was stunned before she took two steps.

The most noisy Lan Shijun in the harem was lying on the dragon bed in messy clothes, falling asleep without any image.

The female official narrowed her eyes, without the slightest panic, and even calmly asked the palace maid to wrap Lan Shijun in the quilt and send it back.

Ling Qingxuan got down from the hammock, and immediately guessed that this was the acquiescence of the female official.

After all, this is also the Queen's palace, and it is impossible to have no guards around.

Lan Shijun has no martial arts at all, and uses his physical strength to turn over the window very purely. Ling Qingxuan also admires him.

"Your Majesty, when do you plan to be promoted to the position of Concubine Lan Shijun?"

After all, Lan Shijun was the only person in the original owner's harem who served three times and stayed overnight.

Aya Qingxuan ignored her and instead watched her reflection in the water.

Lingshuang's blue silk hangs down her waist, she has a pair of cool, light-colored eyes, under the bridge of her beautiful nose, her lips are not dotted.

Living in the deep palace all the year round, her complexion is as bright as jade, her waist is slender, her eyes are bright and her teeth are bright.

How many men follow one after another, and what they love is her jasper cool and affectionate temperament.

"His Majesty?"

Seeing that she was silent, the female official changed the subject, "The Ministry of Rites has set an auspicious date for His Majesty and Young Master Su. Later, please ask His Majesty to personally count the gifts prepared."

Ling Qingxuan frowned slightly, how come another one wants to marry her.

[Su Master Su Ze is the nephew of the Prime Minister Su Yan, and the marriage contract between him and the original owner was decided by Su Yan. 】

This Prime Minister Su really loves to take care of her.

"No need to order." Ling Qingxuan packed herself up, pushed open the door and walked towards the study.

The female officer followed behind and couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Ling Qingxuan turned to look at her, "Because of this marriage, let it go."

A Lan Shijun dared to be afraid of the head of the bed in the middle of the night. If she came a few more, her bed was simply not enough.

The woman's face changed.

"Your Majesty, this is what Prime Minister Su has already ordered for you, and you have agreed in front of the civil and military officials, so how can you give up willfully."

Ling Qingxuan said coldly: "Why not, this Ling Han country belongs to the Ling family, not the Su family."

Even though Su Yan is in charge of big and small matters now, the person involved in this matter is Ling Qingxuan, and she has to ask him for his approval if she wants to change it.

This Su Yan, when meeting Ling Qingxuan, must not break his legs, and torture him by marrying him every day.

"You! Ayashuang! Do you really think I want to marry? You humiliated me like this!"

Ling Qingxuan was just thinking about a hundred ways to torture Su Yan when a arrogant voice sounded behind him.

As soon as she turned her head, a slap slapped her, and Ling Qingxuan reached out with a cold face and grabbed the man's wrist.

"Ah—! It hurts! Let go!"

A man's wrist is slender, and it looks like it will break with a single effort.

Ling Qingxuan glanced at the weak chicken, and let go of him and threw him aside.

The man was thrown to the ground, and the agile eyes instantly became wet.

"You, you actually hit me!"

Weak chicken, why did this seat hit you, that's just self-defense.

"Young Master Su!" The female officer and the attendant behind the man quickly helped him up.

[Host, this is the fiancé of the original owner, Su Ze. 】

Recently, this man has really come to the door one by one.

Ling Qingxuan looked at Su Ze, who was still childish and really good-looking, and said lightly: "Calling my name is taboo, thirty big boards, and intending to attack me, fifty big boards."

As soon as these words came out, Su Ze's pretty face turned pale.

"you!"

The female official hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, Young Master Su is still young, I'm afraid I can't bear these dozens of boards."

"What's more... he is Prime Minister Su's nephew, Your Majesty, it's better not to touch him."

Speaking of Prime Minister Su, Su Ze's waist also straightened, and he said imposingly, "You are nothing but an empty majesty, everything in this palace has to be obeyed by my little uncle, you still want to hit me, what are you doing in the sky? dream!"

Su Ze also hated that engagement in his heart.

Su Yan's mind is nothing more than to want Lingshuang to marry Su Ze and make Su Ze the queen, then the country of Linghan can rightfully belong to the Su family.

But he doesn't like this voluptuous and rambunctious woman, even if she is beautiful and has the highest status, he doesn't like it either!

When he came today, he was forced by Su Yan to come over to cultivate a relationship with Lingshuang, but he was reluctant to come, and heard Lingshuang say that he wanted to give up the engagement.

It was him who brought this matter up, so why should she say it first.

Ling Qingxuan listened to him speak for a long time, "Oh", took out the spirit sword and picked it up slightly, and hooked Su Ze's clothes.

Ling Qingxuan took him to the roof, and the people below were so shocked that they didn't expect His Majesty to be able to do martial arts.

Not only Ling Qingxuan, but also the original owner Ling Shuang, but she practiced secretly in private and did not dare to be discovered.

Since Ling Qingxuan is here, it is naturally impossible to hide and hold it, pretending to be a weak chicken or something, she is the least capable.

"Help! Let me go! I want to tell my little uncle that you bully me. Aren't you most afraid of my little uncle? You let me go quickly, and I won't tell my little uncle."

Su Ze closed his eyes and shouted loudly. Ling Qingxuan felt the noise, picked up the stick that fell next to him, and hit his **** directly.

"The first board."

Really when this seat is joking.

Su Ze was in so much pain that he couldn't stand on his feet, and tears flowed directly from his eyes, "How dare you hit me!"

Ling Qingxuan twitched again, and said lightly, "Two."

"Ayashuang!"

'Snapped. ’

Ling Qingxuan boredly looked at the chaos below, and said, "Three."

Su Ze was hooked by the spirit sword and did not dare to move, but every time he hit his ass, he scolded Ling Qingxuan while crying.

After all, he is the son of an aristocratic family, and he really didn't scold any vulgar words.

"Your Majesty! Please put down Young Master Su!" the female official shouted from below, "If Prime Minister Su knows about it, she will punish you!"

"Oh, how does he usually punish me?" Ling Qingxuan asked, and Su Ze gritted his teeth with red eyes: "Ayanshuang, I will let my uncle torture you to death!"

'Snapped! ’

"ten."

Su Ze shouted towards the bottom, "Wow! Go find the little uncle! Hiss..."

Someone had already looked for it, and Ling Qingxuan looked at the sky.

Well, what a beautiful day.

You can just beat someone up.

But according to this posture, she could immediately see Su Yan running over angrily, and then being killed by her sword.

"Uh...you, don't fight."

After the fifteenth stroke, Su Ze finally relented and cried and begged for mercy.

The little girl's eyes were cold and her fingers were placed between her lips, "Shh, close your mouth."

Just don't make a noise, she's exhausted too.

Su Ze looked at her absent-mindedly, sobbed twice, bit her lip, and lowered her eyebrows, wondering what she was thinking.

After a while, Prime Minister Su was invited over by the stars.

The man was wearing an official uniform with black hair combed meticulously. He stood under the eaves and looked at Ling Qingxuan.

[Hidden mission: Get the favorability of the villain Su Yan, the current favorability is -100. 】

Aya Qingxuan: ? ? ?