Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 724
"Don't be crowed."

Thinking of the appearance of Su Mohuan and Nie Chengye together in the bloody palace in the last life, Su Qing'an narrowed her eyes, and the smile in her eyes was weird and sweet, like melted honey mixed with poison, which was fatally dangerous.

Nie Chengye is indeed a good sword. If he doesn't take the initiative to seek death, Su Qing'an doesn't need to kill them all, because she needs chess pieces to stabilize the country.

In the end, Gu Feibai still missed his "big brother".

"My elder brother is really heroic! He is suave and suave! He is capable of both literature and martial arts! Tsk, I just don't know his name."

Dark clouds covered the sun, the light was dim, and the weather was getting colder and colder.

When the queen learned about the exile from the prime minister's mansion, five thunders struck her, her eyes turned black, and she knelt down in front of the imperial study, crying, without caring about anything else.

He took off all the gorgeous jewelry, dressed in gray and plain, and was in a state of disarray.

"The concubine begs to see the emperor!"

"The concubine begs to see the emperor!"

The father-in-law said with a bitter face: "Empress, you should go back. The emperor doesn't want to see you now. Take a look at this day. It's cloudy and snowing. You should go back quickly."

The queen turned a deaf ear and kowtowed her head until her forehead was stained with blood, her complexion was pale, and her voice was like a cuckoo weeping blood.

"Your Majesty, please forgive him for the sake of my concubine's elder brother being a minister for three dynasties."

"Your Majesty, my elder brother has an old bone. He is not in good health. He can't make it to the Northwest. The exile will kill him, Your Majesty—"

The queen refused to leave, and the maid wanted to hold an umbrella for her, but she was also pushed away.

Su Mohuan saw this scene when she came, and stopped at the spot for two seconds, her eyes slowly turned red, and she shed tears, she stepped forward: "Queen, get up, it's not good for your health."

The queen was exhausted physically and mentally.

The father-in-law had no choice but to stand by and watch, his expression suddenly respectful: "Princess Zhaoyi."

The queen's body froze, from bottom to top, she looked up at the white-clothed figure passing by, in the night, she was so gentle and elegant, holding an oiled paper umbrella, with glory on her shoulders.

The heavy snow blurred the opponent's figure.

The queen's eyes hated her, but she had no choice but to beg, grabbed Su Qingan's skirt, her fingertips were cold, and her voice broke: "Su Qingan, help me, tell the emperor, I want to see the emperor .”

Su Qingan stopped in her footsteps, lowered her eyes, and looked at her casually.

That look is like giving alms.

It made the queen feel cold, humiliated and resentful.

The night was dark and heavy.

The vermilion wall of the imperial palace was as red as blood. Two people kneeled and stood one by one, one was covered with snow and the other held an umbrella. The situation was completely reversed from that of the past.

Su Qing'an still remembers that year when the concubine was sick and had a fever, the fever reached her bones, and she was dying. She went to the imperial hospital to ask for medicine, but no imperial doctor would come, so she went to Fengyi Palace to ask to see the empress, and the maid said to him condescendingly , the empress is asleep and no one is there.

Su Qing'an begged everyone and knelt outside Fengyi Palace, begging for mercy. It also snowed heavily that night, and it was cold to the bone.

The door of Fengyi Palace is always closed.

Children at a young age experience the warmth and warmth of human relationships.

In the end, she and the concubine mother survived by themselves.

From that day on, Su Qing'an understood a truth.

It is better to ask God than to ask oneself!

The concubine's mother suffered from the high fever, and it was only when she gave birth to Su Mohuan that she had a difficult delivery, and only then did the queen find a chance, so it was logical to smother her to death.

Now, Su Qing'an held an umbrella and stared at the empress's distressed eyes. Her eyes were quiet, hiding the hatred that had been dark for many years.

For some reason, she couldn't find the slightest sense of revenge in it. Maybe the other party was no longer a threat in her eyes.

You see, this is powerful.

It is better to strengthen oneself than worship gods and ghosts.

Su Qing'an mercilessly pulled out the snow-white skirt from the queen's hand, showing a hint of a smile, and said softly: "The queen mother is really confused, the father doesn't want to see you, what can Zhao Yi do?"

"You don't want to help me." The Queen's teeth were chattering.

Su Qingan leaned over calmly, her glazed eyes were smiling sweetly, her breath was cold, and she said in the queen's ear, "Yes, I don't want to help you."

The voice fell.

She straightened up, glanced at Su Mohuan, and suddenly extended her hand to her: "The matter is over, you don't have to compromise, why are you still here?"

Su Mohuan was stunned: "What?"

The queen also froze, her eyes flicked between Su Mohuan and Su Qingan.

"Silly girl, I know you are very sad about the death of the concubine mother. Sinners will pay the price of sinners." Su Qingan held Su Mohuan's hand, "I am your own sister, I will always stand by your side, don't be afraid."

"It's not...I..." Su Mohuan came to her senses, saw the queen's resentful eyes, and hurriedly said, "Sister, I just feel sorry for the queen mother."

"It's already reached this point, so why pretend?" Su Qingan's voice was like the symbol of playing music, intertwined with a strange tenderness, "My good sister, thank you for helping me."

"Su Mohuan!" The queen spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Su Mohuan with hatred.

Su Mohuan panicked, her pupils constricted: "Mother!"

"Mother's queen!" Su Ziheng hurried over, pushed Su Mohuan away viciously, and pulled up the queen, "Get up!"

"What are you doing here!" The Queen's expression changed drastically.

Su Ziheng gritted his teeth and said, "Stop kneeling here, we..." When he heard the news, he immediately rushed over, and he couldn't help but watch.

"Go back!" The queen reprimanded eagerly, "Get lost!"

Su Ziheng looked at her blankly.

The emperor was always taboo about these relationships, but Su Ziheng dared to come over on the top of the peak, what did the people in the imperial study think at this time?
The queen is furious!
Su Ziheng lowered his voice and whispered in her ear: "Mother, I have a way..."

Su Mohuan stood beside him stiffly.

Su Qing'an asked suspiciously, "Why don't you go with my sister?"

Die!Now that she has left with Su Qing'an, she is really charged with being an undercover agent!

"Sister, I'm worried about the queen mother." Su Mohuan's face turned pale, "Brother Prince, help the queen mother back quickly! I'll be with you."

"Get out!" Su Ziheng hated Su Qing'an almost to death, especially after hearing what he said just now, he became suspicious of Su Mohuan, "I don't need your hypocrisy!"

Su Mohuan was at a loss, with a hurt face, and looked at Su Qing'an angrily: "Sister, why did you say that just now!"

"I still need to see my father, I will talk about it later."

Everyone loves Su Mohuan, and this is just the beginning.

A person as innocent and kind as her A Huan should destroy all the love he has.

Will Su Mohuan, who has fallen into the quagmire, still be the sun everyone yearns for?

"You make it clear—"

Su Mohuan blocked it, but it was ineffective.

Outside, the Queen greeted her with gloomy eyes.

The door of the royal study was closed.

It is impossible for the emperor to be ignorant of the outside world and choose to ignore it.

Su Ziheng lowered his head, his eyes filled with madness and blood-red hatred.

As the candle flickered on and off, the handsome and authoritative emperor was lying in front of the table, illuminated by the candlelight, his eyes became more and more unfathomable, and instead of aging with the years, they became more majestic.

He was looking at the evidence presented by Gu Feibai over and over again.

"Father." Su Qingan walked in front of him, lowered her eyes, her eyelashes were slender, and her black hair was smooth, "You look for me."

(End of this chapter)