The Hickey of the Demon Lord: The Substitute Princess

Chapter 93

"I don't treat men like this casually..." silently lowered his body, and fell on the silk quilt, he was lying on her bed, and she was lying on the edge of the bed, only a few inches away from each other, as if she would As soon as you reach out, you can touch his chin.

Perhaps due to a few days of negligence, fine stubble had grown on his chin, and Su Min was slightly lost. He remembered everything about her, even her birthday and month.

Even if he only remembered about her and didn't take his own safety and health or even everything at heart, wouldn't it matter?

Silently closing her eyes, she said something quietly. "It's just that you make me feel too safe. I want to rely on you for the rest of my life. It's ridiculous that I get something for nothing."

Maybe it's my own heart, which has been floating for too long, and wants to find a shore to dock.

The first light of dawn, through the window sill, gently sprinkled the ground.

Lu Qingyang just woke up. He used to drink no more than those sophisticated shopkeepers, but now he has a splitting headache, and his body seems to be empty and desolate as if all his strength was drained overnight.

The strength was exhausted overnight.

His hands were groping in the dark, full of soft bedding and residual warmth, he opened his eyes to scan the scene in front of him, the bed, the red phoenix silk quilt, and the screen.

Wait, he's actually in Su Min's boudoir!
Last night, since he served Su Min a few glasses of wine at the banquet, the shopkeepers drank with him, and he couldn't remember anything about what happened afterwards!

Damn don't remember.

Sitting up suddenly, his movement of pulling the quilt was not gentle, and it also brought Su Min out of a deep sleep. With sleepy eyes, she slowly looked at the handsome and righteous face not far in front of her.

His expression at this moment, is she still not fully awake, or his eyes are too tired, almost impossible to fathom.

On top of those always stable eyebrows, there was rarely a real expression. His old smile was gone, his contemplative demeanor was gone, and his gentle appearance was even missing.

Why so alarmed?
Su Min's heart felt cold, and she bit her lips slightly. Even if the look in his eyes was fleeting, she still felt a little chilled.

I must have misunderstood it.

"Brother Lu."

She flicked the somewhat messy ends of her hair, suppressed the inexplicable emotions in her heart, and still smiled at him, her hands gradually left the silk quilt, and dropped them silently.

Seeing her lying on the edge of the bed and sleeping all night, his expression just now changed to the current one of feeling unbearable.Now seeing that each other's clothes are neatly arranged, and both of them slept with their clothes on, he felt relieved and took them off silently.

Lu Qingyang lifted the quilt, his brows were stained with a trace of solemnity, got out of bed, turned sideways, and said something lightly. "I don't want to ruin your reputation."

He is cautious by nature and always makes comprehensive and strict arrangements for himself.Since alcohol is his weakness, he rarely took the initiative to touch his weak point when he was in business, but last night on her birthday, he was careless.

So, no wonder anyone.

"Because it's you, so it doesn't matter." Su Min smiled lightly, the chill gradually faded by half, comforting himself silently in his heart, maybe that touch of panic came from the position of caring for himself, he was reluctant to let anyone ruin his reputation .

"Not even me."

He turned around and turned his back to her. When he said these words, there was hardly any clear and obvious emotion, which was incomprehensible rationally.

"I just took you back to the nearest room because I saw that you were drunk and the servants were resting. I didn't want you to collapse in the courtyard."

Su Min stood up suddenly, looked at the very familiar back, and couldn't explain why at that moment, it seemed that he pushed her hard. bump into him.

Facing him, she was confused for the first time, eager to explain, not wanting to be misunderstood.

Yes, misunderstanding.

"I should be cold and cold, but I shouldn't have appeared in your boudoir, and it was overnight." His voice was not as pleasant as usual, probably because he was drunk last night, it sounds good Chilling.

Facing his back, she couldn't see his expression at the moment when he was speaking, and could only guess from his tone of voice, so it became more and more difficult to live.

Something in her heart slowly collapsed, and uncomfortable emotions clutched her chest.She began to wonder how Lu Qingyang looked at her. What he said was absolutely wrong, absolutely wrong, the wrong sinner was her.

"I shouldn't have." Her mind was in chaos, as if she was the one who got drunk and lost her mind, she squeezed out these four words in a daze.

"I'm leaving." His body shook, and he walked towards the double doors without hesitation, like a lucky husband who has no nostalgia for his wife.

Did she do something wrong?

Why did everything change overnight?
"Brother Lu, am I just the master of the house to you?"

What was filling her chest, and what was surging and making mischief, she had no time to pursue it, but before her rationality reminded herself, she ran uncontrollably in front of Lu Qingyang, blocked his direction with both hands, and asked urgently Saying this sentence hardly gave him any leeway.

Lu Qingyang's gaze fell on Su Min's face. After looking at her for a while, his overly calm expression gradually slipped off the mask of disguise. He sighed helplessly, hugged her to his chest, and patted her. Her back, didn't say anything more.

She sniffed, restraining her tears from flowing out, and leaned on his chest obediently, listening to the regular and powerful heartbeat.

A peaceful atmosphere filled her heart, surrounded by the quiet insects in the courtyard, her hands came to his waist, hugging him back, unwilling to think at this moment.

"Of course not, you are very important to me, very important..."

The man she puts her arms around is not a sophistry scholar who is eloquent and eloquent. He didn't say any sweet words that moved the woman's face, but it's strange, it's just "very important" twice, just six words, Let her confirm her place in his heart.

She leaned against Lu Qingyang's arms, and at that moment, she forgot about time.

She finally understood the difference between Zhou Yan and Lu Qingyang. Zhou Yan gave her shoulders, but Lu Qingyang lent her a warm chest and embrace.

Inside the Su family's gate, two servants met and talked about yesterday's interesting incident with a smile, without saying a few words, the third person reported the new news.

The servant lowered his voice, mysteriously: "Have you heard? Mr. Lu came out of the boudoir of the head of the house early in the morning. It seems that the pot of wine last night, everyone is drunk. It helped them achieve a good deed."

"I saw it with my own eyes. When the young boss smiled at Mr. Lu, it was different from usual." The fourth maid came over, and in order to prove the credibility of the matter, she talked about the details of the early morning. .

"This master has been away for almost three months. The Su family is deserted. It's a pity that even though we all want their couple to get married as soon as possible, there is no way." Someone sighed.

A few faces, from the elation just now, suddenly became downcast.

"That's right, such a filial girl as the head of the household will not get married within a year."

Someone even sighed heavily: "Hey, I really want to drink their wedding wine."

"It's just a little later, you!" Everyone laughed, since Master Su's funeral, they haven't encountered such a happy event for a long time.

As they talked, they couldn't help looking in the direction of the courtyard, looking forward to the arrival of that big day.

After washing and washing, Su Min was only wearing a white shirt, and his eyes fell on the rosewood round table beside him. The temperature in his hands had not yet faded, and Lu Qingyang had just left.

The round table was full of birthday presents from shopkeepers, with different names on them, square ones, round ones, long ones and flat ones, all kinds of gift boxes came into her eyes. He couldn't help but curled his lips and smiled.

Looking at the birthday presents on the table, after a while, she finally made a move.

Su Min gently opened the top box, the biggest box was given by the upright shopkeeper Fang last night. When he opened it, it turned out to be a ginseng, at least 30 years old. When she met him again, she had to make it clear that her body was not that weak, and she would only get sick if she followed this remedy.

Slightly startled, she gradually found the long and narrow blue velvet box on the bottom floor.

There was no name on it, but she knew it was Lu Qingyang's.

The heart seems to be beating faster.

She silently closed her eyes, opened the box, held her breath, and opened her eyebrows again, for fear that the chain made of 88 pearls would be too dazzling.

but no.

There is no chain.

No pearls.

Lying quietly inside the velvet box is a five-color glazed hairpin, small and exquisite, and inlaid on the silver thread hanging from the hairpin is only a round emerald green jade bead.

Is it disappointment?

No, she is not a philistine businessman who likes to judge the value of a gift by its price.

But why, in her heart, is the loss more than joy?

Obviously this hairpin is cute and petite, and everyone will praise her for looking good when she wears it in her hair. It is a good gift.

At this moment, she couldn't see through her own heart.

"Zheng, you're busy again. I think you, a prince, are more busy than that fatuous emperor." Swaying, like a playboy, playing with the jade pot that he just collected from an antique shop, Tong glanced at it. Concentrated and silent, he focused on examining the handsome man with the letter in his hand, and interrupted his thoughts disapprovingly.

"What do you want to say this time?" Frowning tightly, Nangong Zheng's exhausted expression that hadn't slept all night was fully revealed.

Filling the jade pot with warm tea, Tong held it in his arms, carefully looked at the smooth and elegant jade pot, and said something with a smile. "I went to Liyuan to watch a play this morning."

"Really?" Lukewarm, without any emotion, overflowed from the other party's thin lips.

(End of this chapter)