After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 343

It's not that he didn't protect her well, it's that he never thought of protecting her well.

What he wants to protect in his heart is only Chen Ziyu, a charming woman with a wealthy background and a strong background, who can give him more bargaining chips on the road to succession.

At that time, Nian Qing was just his aide, with no power or power, and the only thing he liked was that he had a good brain and could plan for him.

It's ironic to say it, she always thought that Wei Ziyuan liked smart women, but she didn't expect to plan all kinds of things in the end, and she didn't know until he sat on the throne that what he liked was a vase with a good skin.

In his opinion, Nian Qing is a person with deep scheming and dark heart.

At this moment, Wei Ziyuan raised his head, and Su Yin could see a trace of sadness from his eyes, which was fleeting.

Wei Ziyuan looked out the window and sighed, "It's getting late, you should go back."

Looking back, he has returned to his usual appearance, with a bit of elegance in his arrogance, with a slight smile on his lips, "I'll let someone take you back."

"Thank you Your Majesty for your kindness. I don't want to bother Your Majesty." Su Yin narrowed her eyes and smiled softly. "The management of Pingdu City is quite good. Even if you walk at night, you don't have to worry about it. I'd better go back by myself."

This sentence can be said to have reached Wei Ziyuan's heart.

Before he ascended the throne, the night market in Pingdu was very chaotic, and bloodshed would occur from time to time. After a year of governance by him, this kind of chaos was completely curbed.

"Since the girls say so, Gu won't insist."

Su Yin bent her knees slightly, turned around and walked out, her skirt swayed twice before stopping like ripples blown by the wind.

When Su Yin was about to leave the room, she suddenly said, "I brewed this pot of sweet-scented osmanthus tea with great care. Your Majesty, drink it while it's hot. It won't taste as good when it's cold."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about his answer, and walked out without looking back.

It wasn't until he left Yuxiang Pavilion that Su Yin's footsteps gradually slowed down. Facing the cool evening wind, he closed his eyes a little tiredly.

After the Sri Lankan has gone, his body is dust, and everything is empty talk.

All the way back to Qingzhu Garden in a daze, just as he walked up the steps, he saw Changfeng leaning against the door frame with his sword in his arms, apparently waiting for someone.

"Your Highness is still reading in the main room, you..."

Before Chang Feng finished speaking, he saw her tired face, and couldn't help but startled, "You, did you fight with someone?"

Su Yin: "..."

She replied angrily, "Yes, although I am a little tired, I won the battle."

Chang Feng looked suspicious, watched her walking towards his yard, and said, "Aren't you going to the main room first?"

"No." Under the night, her voice seemed a bit ethereal, slowly floating from above, "Please tell Your Highness, I will go back to rest first."

Changfeng watched her back leave, with some doubts in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, turned around and returned to his life.

The shadow of the candle slanted slightly, hitting the man's tall nose, half hiding his face in the shadow.

Ling Yan turned a page of the book, heard footsteps approaching from far away, raised his eyelids and looked at Chang Feng, "He's back?"

"I'm back, but she said that she is a little tired, so let's rest first."

"Ah."

Ling Yan nodded, a little silent.

He didn't bother to check, but still vaguely guessed Su Yin's identity.

When drinking in the morning, Huangfusong mentioned that when Wei Ziyuan was still the prince, there was an extremely intelligent woman beside him, and he even teased him a few times, but this time the woman disappeared.

Anyone who has met Chen Ziyu knows that the praises she received are somewhat untrue.

(End of this chapter)