Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1863

Zhuo Qiran was so angry at Bei Hui that he fell backwards.

But the next moment, Bei Hui smiled and comforted him, "Hehe, you are not that kind of person! Whether I marry you or not, Lord Zhuo, you are not that kind of person."

The door creaked open and Bei Hui left.

However, Zhuo Qiran felt that the whole room was filled with Bei Hui's cheerful laughter and her sweet and pleasant scent.

What she said was very helpful to him.

I don't know when he started to care whether others trusted him. Or maybe it was because Emperor Mingde and others wanted to use him but didn't trust him, which hurt his self-esteem.

Whenever I think about it, I feel inexplicably sad and angry.

Bei Hui said that he was not that kind of person, which affirmed his character. This was more comforting than any love words.

Zhuo Qiran felt joy in his heart, which grew quietly like a climbing vine.

He couldn't wait to get married. He realized that he had been alone for too long and there was a lack of someone to talk to in the house.

He used to dislike people nagging in his ears, but now he thinks if that person is Bei Hui... then, it's okay.

While thinking this, Zhuo Qiran had already walked to the next room to talk to his husband Cen Yuan, "I think Miss Bei Hui still likes me."

Cen Yuan was holding her son high up in her arms. Upon hearing this, she stopped her son in the air and turned to answer him, "Why do you think so?"

"She came to me to ask for poison." Zhuo Qiran looked at his master Ye Xun's face and shuddered in his heart.

"That's it?" Cen Yuan held her giggling son in her arms, "Can you wake up? If she wants poison, who else can she find if not you?"

Zhuo Qiran was unwilling to accept it, "But she spoke very casually, not in the polite tone she uses to talk to others."

Cen Yuan looked at the worthless smile on Zhuo Qiran's face, as if she saw herself at the border in her previous life.

Whenever I think of that person, I can't hide the joy on my face, and I always want to find someone to talk to.

But he couldn't tell anyone at that time, so he could only carve everything on the wooden doll, one stroke at a time.

Cen Yuan asked, "Who is Bei Hui using the poison to poison?"

"Jiang Zhongxin." Zhuo Qiran thought for a moment, "Jiang Zhongxin seems to have offended the princess. Bei Hui's eyes turned red when she talked about him."

Cen Yuan felt a little depressed.

His injuries had not yet healed, so he needed to lie low. In addition, he wanted to let go and hand over the affairs of the North Wing to Wu Qi, Cheng Tang Xinghe and others, so he simply did not ask about them at all.

But when it came to Shi Anxia, ​​he couldn't sit still anymore.

He pushed his son into Zhuo Qiran's arms, stood up and left, ready to get to the bottom of things.

Yi Yi is not shy and smiles whenever anyone holds her. Zhuo Qiran held the soft little thing in his arms and watched Cen Yuan go out with the appearance of his master, and couldn't help but sigh.

He really had a master named Ye Xun, but he died five years ago.

Ye Xun has no children and is a lonely man. He has a very strange personality and never interacts with others.

Zhuo Qiran learned how to raise poisonous insects and make poisons from Ye Xun, but he never formally became his disciple.

He called Ye Xun "Master", but Ye Xun never agreed.

Ye Xun refused to acknowledge this disciple, but gave him all his unique skills and all his gold, silver and money.

Zhuo Qiran saw Ye Xun off to his final resting place on an isolated island. Apart from him, no one in the world knew that Ye Xun was dead.

In fact, Ye Xun has never shown his true face to anyone. He always wears the human skin mask that Cen Yuan is wearing now.

Zhuo Qiran only saw his master's true face when he was trying to commit suicide at night. It was also then that he learned that his master was actually from Liang.

He also saw Ye Xun's manuscript, which contained a self-portrait, showing that he had a very handsome and intense appearance.