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Chapter 735 Crazy Criticism of Beauty and Taking the Villain's Script 65

Chapter 735 Crazy criticizes the beauty for taking the villain’s script 65

"Brother Song." Su Ziheng's warm voice sounded in the empty room, "Jian'an City has been very tense recently. Don't go to the capital. If you need anything, Gu will send someone to bring it to you."

The man was sitting in the shadows, skinny with only bones left. He was a young man in his twenties: "The Prime Minister's Mansion has collapsed... What's the point of living alone?"

The sun shines on his face.

Astonishingly, he is Prime Minister Zhang’s eldest son, Zhang Song!

When Prime Minister Zhang fell, he had a premonition of something and asked Su Ziheng to save the only bloodline of the Zhang family no matter what method he used.

Later, on the way to exile, Su Ziheng caused Zhang Song to fake his death and took Zhang Song over.

If this kind of thing is revealed, Su Ziheng will no longer want the crown prince position, but he cannot live up to his uncle's deathbed entrustment!

"All of this was caused by Gu Feibai and Su Qing'an. Of course we are alive to avenge our uncle!"

Zhang Song raised his head and stroked the shiny knife under the pillow.

Zhu Ergou had just come back from outside. He opened the door and saw Su Ziheng. He immediately covered his mouth: "I have seen the prince."

Zhu Ergou was left by Su Ziheng to serve Zhang Song. Others could not believe it, but they could still believe this man after spending decades in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Su Ziheng looked unkind and said: "Serve your master well and don't let the news leak out."

"Yes! Yes!"



The border area has been on the verge of turmoil since the beginning of this year. The war is relatively small and can be suppressed.

Su Qing'an recovered from her serious illness and returned to normal again.

She never stops for the love of her children, and she always understands her ultimate goal.

It's the country.

Her master in her previous life, the legendary ghost-hand heavenly doctor, was tied up and sent to the princess's mansion.

On the way Su Qingan went to see him, she could hear the old man cursing.

Extraordinary times require extraordinary measures.

"What do you want to do! You are robbing a common man! Why are you doing this to me, an old man in his seventies or eighties! What on earth do your princesses intend to do to me?!"

The fairy-like old man sat angrily on the stone bench with his legs crossed, holding wine in his left hand and a drumstick in his right hand, speaking unforgivingly.

The maids in the princess mansion looked at each other.

Su Qing'an raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows, hiding the tiredness in her eyes. When she came over, she saw this scene: "What are you doing standing there? Why don't you pour the old man some wine?"

The maid responded quickly.

Bu Gu squinted his eyes and looked at her, and said in amusement: "You are the one who brought me here because of your little girl? You are very clever at such a young age."

Unsurprisingly, Su Qing'an was really troubled by her master's temperament. She was silent for a moment and said, "Is there such a possibility?"

"I am the apprentice you have never met."

"..."

"Do you think I'm presbyopic?"

The master and apprentice had a very calm conversation.

Su Qing'an knew how to keep this old naughty boy. He was very interested in difficult and complicated diseases, and even serious patients, and Prince Nanning was one of them. Besides, there was no shortage of good wine in the Princess Palace.

Bugu felt a little unlucky at first. After all, he just wanted to meet his son, and his son also raised a disciple for him.

Bu Gu had seen the boy's appearance when he was a child. At that time, the baby fat on his cheeks had not faded away, but his eyes were fierce. He didn't know what he had become after so many years.

Bu Gu was really worried when he thought about this. On the way to meet his disciple, Pei Bianpian was kidnapped to the capital, and he was filled with grief and anger.

The most outrageous thing is that he actually feels an inexplicable familiarity with the little girl in front of him, as if she is really his apprentice in his previous life. This makes Bu Gu always angry. In the end, he is tricked into Nanning Prince's Mansion and agrees to be her for some unknown reason.

Cure.

"Master, my father's legs?" Gu Feibai didn't know what to call him, so he could only call him together with Su Qing'an, and asked cautiously.

"You're well maintained. This technique, hey, are you really my disciple?"

Su Qing'an: "Of course."

Did he take on a disciple in his dream?

Bu Gu touched his chin and became somewhat interested in King Nanning's illness: "This is not just an old thing, it is also caused by poisoning."

King Nanning suddenly raised his eyes, and Gu Feibai's expression also changed.

"But in my hands -" Bugu said slowly, "Three years to make you stand up!"

Gu Feibai and Su Qingan walked out alone.

Several times I wanted to speak but stopped.

Still, Su Qingan couldn't stand it: "Do you have anything to say?"

"It's okay even if I think you've changed..." Gu Feibai sighed, "I heard that Brother Cen is gone."

Jian'an is so big that it cannot accommodate one person.

If I want to meet again in the future, the wind blows eight thousand miles away, and there is little hope.

Where can he go?

"It's time to leave." Su Qing'an walked forward with a calm expression.

The peach blossoms are blooming in the last season, and the breeze brings the last touch of color, which falls on the girl's white skirt and gradually becomes out of reach.

The variables in the world are the most complicated, just like many impossible things, they eventually happen.

Su Mohuan has been very unlucky recently. She seems to have been separated from her lucky aura, and one unsatisfactory thing has happened one after another.

The way they looked at her gradually became strange.

They don't seem to like her so enthusiastically anymore.

This made Su Mohuan panic.

Ever since Su Mohuan could remember, there was a voice in her heart telling her that she was the protagonist of this world and the world revolved around her!

Now, this sense of existence is getting weaker and weaker, and is gradually disappearing.

Su Mo enjoys everything that comes from other people's love, but when this love is stripped away, she has nothing.

Su Mohuan began to be a little crazy and wanted to save her love.

It can't stop life from getting more and more stressful.

The queen believed that Su Mohuan and Su Qing'an were in the same group, so she hated Su Mohuan and tried every means to torment him.

Due to the hatred between blood relatives, Su Ziheng's treatment of Su Mohuan could never go back to the past. Zhang Shuliang acted as a hindrance and relied on her status as the crown princess to target Su Mohuan.

Nie Chengye started to hang around others and ignored Su Mohuan.

All the young dignitaries of the aristocratic families no longer look at Su Mohuan in a different light.

It seems like she's not that special.

Su Qing'an really wants to destroy someone silently.

In the mountains of the western suburbs, the interweaving seasons of late spring and early summer are particularly beautiful. It is obvious that this is good weather.

The noble ladies all came out for a spring outing, and Emperor Liang prepared a hunt here. The emperor and the queen were all there, and the prince was also there, and it suddenly became lively.

After the incident in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the queen will be the queen after all, and the prince will still be the prince. As long as Emperor Liang remains alive, others will have to respect him on the surface, but in their hearts... who can tell clearly?

Su Mohuan asked Su Qing'an anxiously: "Sister, is the matter between you and Brother Cen Zhou because of me? I didn't say anything that day."

"Why does it have anything to do with you?" Su Qing'an has lost a lot of weight, and her already thin body has been plagued by chronic illness. Her white clothes look like a fairy.

This is true. This matter has nothing to do with anyone. This is the knot in Su Qingan's own heart.

Su Mohuan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." But she felt a little regretful in her heart. She liked Cen Zhou very much, but that person just left.

A sarcastic voice suddenly fell.

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