Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 141
Yan Luo raised her eyebrows, and looked at Xu Zhihua with a half-smile, "That person?" There was a smile on the corner of her lips, but the curve was shocking.

The interest in Feng Qingchi's eyes grew stronger, and she rubbed her smooth chin thoughtfully. She remembered that Shi Mu said last time that Ah Hen and Yan Luo had a bad relationship because of a woman.

Xu Zhihua trembled, "I heard that Prime Minister Zuo once fell in love with a woman, but that woman followed His Majesty into the palace in the end. How can Prime Minister Zuo treat such a woman affectionately?"

"She's not worth it, so are you worth it?" Looking at Xu Zhihua's eyes that were a bit constricted, he asked back in a cold voice.

In the dark, Feng Qing raised her brows slightly, it seems that this woman really exists!
"Zhi... Zhihua doesn't mean that." Seeing Yan Luo's gaze, Xu Zhihua's eyes flickered with panic, and he quickly explained, "Zhihua just thinks that person has passed away for so many years, Prime Minister Zuo And why keep thinking about a dead person!" There were rumors in Dijing that the woman died suddenly for unknown reasons shortly after entering the palace!
Yan Luo smiled, her eyes were a little gentler than usual, but with an indescribable bitterness, "I'm thinking of the person in my heart, what's wrong with the girl?"

"Don't you feel bitter?" Xu Zhihua looked at Yanluo stupidly and asked.Don't you feel bitter when you are in love with someone who has left?
Yan Luo smiled very beautifully, her eyes seemed to be illuminated by stars, and she asked in a weak voice, "Why do you feel bitter?"

"But...but His Majesty the Purple Emperor?" Xu Zhihua seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

The smile on Yan Luo's face became even brighter, and her eyes were as cold as ice, "Is he worthy of loving her? The person who can't afford her the most in the world is Ziyuehen!" The words that came out of her mouth seemed to be quenched by ice Generally, cold to the bone.

Xu Zhihua's face turned pale in an instant, without a trace of blood. Looking at Yanluo, he asked the last question stubbornly, "What about her? Does she love you?"

Yan Luo's body froze, and the blood faded from the peerless face with her back to Xu Zhihua.

Xu Zhihua couldn't see Yanluo's expression, but heard the answer from his silence, and smiled sadly and helplessly, "She doesn't love you either!"

Yan Luo's figure moved for an instant, and stood in front of Xu Zhihua in the next moment. His white and slender hand, as long as a jade carving, tightly clasped Xu Zhihua's neck. His beautiful face, which was so beautiful that both humans and gods were angry, showed a trace of hostility, and he squinted his eyes slightly. , the voice was as cold as ice, "Who said she doesn't love me?"

It was the first time Xu Zhihua really felt death. It was the feeling of drowning that was a thousand times more frightening. her!

Yan Luo suddenly let go, and Xu Zhihua fell to the ground in embarrassment, panting heavily, looking at Yan Luo with only fear in his eyes.

"Don't let me hear that there will be another time!"

"Zhi Hua...Keep in mind what the Prime Minister Zuo said!" He stumbled out a sentence, even his voice was trembling.Then there was no time to tidy up his embarrassing appearance, he stumbled all the way and left in a panic.

"Aren't you going to come out yet?" Until the lavender figure disappeared, Yan Luo looked up at the place where Feng Qingchi was hiding, and threw out a sentence without emotion.

Feng Qingchi also knew that the other party had found him, and walked out from behind the clump of bamboo.

"You don't have anything to ask?" Seeing Feng Qingchi who said nothing, Yanluo asked lightly.

His expression returned to the usual lazy and carefree look, as if the cold and hostile person just now was an illusion of Feng Qingchi.

"What do you want me to ask?" Feng Qingchi turned his head to look at Yanluo, and asked indifferently.

Yan Luo didn't expect Feng Qingchi to answer like this, he was taken aback for a moment, then raised his lips and smiled, everything in the world lost its color, and said in a lazy voice: "I thought Qingchi would be jealous when he heard it, but it seems that it is really me think too much!"

Feng Qingchi just smiled, didn't speak, but his gaze became slightly deeper.

After a long time, he asked softly: "The relationship between you and Zi Yuehen is because of that woman?"

Yan Luo paused for a moment, then smiled, with self-mockery in his eyes, "Actually, you want to ask Zi Yuehen?"

Before Feng Qingchi could speak, Yan Luo spoke slowly, "Yes." After finishing speaking, he looked at Feng Qingchi's face with interest, and said with a bit of mischief: "Although Ziyuehen looks right Everyone is gentle, but his heart is the hardest and coldest, you'd better not have too many illusions about him."

"I don't think your heart is soft." Feng Qingchi said mockingly.Just now, there was no sympathy at all.

"Hehe..." Yan Luo ignored the sarcasm in Feng Qingchi's words, and still looked at her with a half-smile, "No one can take her place in Zi Yuehen's heart."

Feng Qing kept his face unchanged, and squinted at Yan Luo, "Then what place does she occupy in your heart?"

Sure enough, Yan Luo's face suddenly changed.

This time, the conversation between the two broke up unhappy.

(End of this chapter)