The villain queen's close minister

Compared to those shrewd young ladies, he prefers these innocent girls. He coerces and lures them into his hands, plays with them for a while, and then cruelly abandons them. Looking at their painful expressions, that feeling...

It feels a thousand times more comfortable than when you are about to have an orgasm.

As for the Yongwei Marquis’ Mansion, haha, how could a Marquis’ Mansion that has fallen to the extreme dare to do anything to him.

"I……"

"Mr. Qin, my Mengyao is a shy girl and doesn't like to drink." At this time Su Xuezhu stood up, pulled Su Mengyao behind her, and helped to resolve the situation.

She could see that Mengyao didn't like this playboy.

What's more, this sister is helping her to conquer Su An.

But the old lady of the Bo Mansion didn't think so. She smiled at Tan Ming and looked at Su Mengyao: "Mengyao, go and have a drink with Mr. Tan. You young people, have a chat together and get to know each other better."

If Su Mengyao was with Su An, she would naturally not say that, but hasn't this happened yet?

Although this girl is pretty, how could she be worse than a lady from aristocratic family?

Lord Su is a very important person, and he might forget about this girl in the blink of an eye.

Although the Qin family is not a noble family, the Shaoqing of the Imperial Household Department is also a high-ranking official in the court, with an extraordinary status that is not comparable to the current Yongwei Marquis's Mansion. He is more than qualified to be a match for Meng Yao.

No one else said anything, including Su Mengyao's parents.

The only person in the entire Su family who spoke up was Su Xuezhu, who had a different purpose.

There is a reason why the Su family of the Yongwei Marquis's Mansion fell into decline.

Qin Ming watched all this with great interest: "Why, I am not worthy of drinking with Miss Mengyao?"

Su Mengyao shook her head, her face full of resistance.

"She doesn't want to drink with you, don't you understand?" Ling Chen suddenly said.

The Su family was shocked by this statement.

It’s okay, as a son-in-law, why do you have to take the lead? Even if you want to refuse, you shouldn’t do it in such an offensive way!

"You are... that useless son-in-law of the Su family?" Tan Ming looked at Ling Chen for a moment, then laughed: "What if I insist on her drinking? What can you do to me?"

"Hum, I..."

Snapped!

A slap landed on Ling Chen's face, interrupting the spell.

"You useless piece of shit, come back here!" Mother Su pulled Ling Chen's ear and pulled him back.

Qin Ming sneered at this and looked at Su Mengyao again, "Ms. Mengyao, please have a drink with me. I am very interested in Miss Mengyao."

Suddenly, he was hit hard on the shoulder, staggered, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground.

"Who! Who is it!" He turned his head and looked behind him.

A young man was looking at him with amusement. When he saw this man, the anger on Qin Ming's face disappeared instantly and turned into a flattering smile, "Lord Su, why are you here?"

When Su Mengyao saw the person coming, a look of hope appeared on her face.

"Do you know me?" Su An asked.

"Yes, I recognize you. I'm Tan Ming, and my father is Tan Chang, the Junior Secretary of the Imperial Household Department." Tan Ming apologized quickly with a smile.

"Oh, Tan Niao, right?" Su An said apologetically, "I'm so sorry for accidentally knocking your wine over."

"No, no, no, how can you blame Lord Su? I dropped it by accident."

How could Qin Ming dare to blame Su An? You have to know that even his father didn't dare to offend this marquis, so who is he?

He is a playboy, but not a fool. He knows who he cannot afford to offend.

"That won't work." Su An waved his hand, "Shengnan, serve Mr. Qin some wine."

Tu Shengnan behind him took out a wine glass that had been prepared long ago, which was only filled with a thin layer of wine.

But when he saw the wine glass, Qin Ming's face turned green.

He recognized this kind of wine glass, it was called the Qiankun Cup, and it was the favorite cup of some old drunkards. It contained the whole world, and a good quality Qiankun cup could even hold a river or a lake of wine.

Su An took the wine glass and put it in Qin Ming's hand.

"Come on, drink up. I'll offer a glass to Mr. Qin." He drank the wine in his hand and then looked at Qin Ming.

"Lord Su, this, this..." Qin Ming's hands were shaking.

"Hmm?" Su An narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mr. Qin is not giving me face."

Tu Shengnan also cooperated and leaked out some of the aura of the Pure Yang Realm, pressing on Qin Ming, causing his bones to creak, but the other people around him did not notice at all.

"Drink, I drink!" Qin Ming gritted his teeth, held the wine glass, closed his eyes, tilted his head back and poured it into his mouth.

He understood that Su An was probably trying to help the Yongwei Marquis's Mansion, and he had hit a wall this time.

If I hadn't drunk this wine, today's incident might not have been so easily resolved.

Su An took out the Qiankun Cup. Although the amount of wine in it was not as much as a lake, it could fill several rooms.

Of course, these wines are nothing to those old drunkards with profound cultivation.

But for Qin Ming, who had poor talent and had just reached the Lingdong realm at the age of twenty, it was truly a huge amount.

His stomach was swollen and about to burst, but the amount of wine flowing into his mouth did not decrease at all.

Tu Shengnan crossed her arms across her chest, and stood in front of him with her tall body, blocking the shadow left by the light and covering him entirely, as if as long as he dared to stop, he would be struck by thunder.

Finally, there was a bang.

Chapter 80 You can't control it, let your sister do it

Qin Ming, whose body was red and whose mind was overwhelmed by drunkenness, fainted on the spot. His eyes rolled back, his stomach was swollen, he looked bigger, and wine was flowing out of his mouth.

"Come here, Master Qin is a heavy drinker and has drunk too much. He is unconscious. Send him back."

Su An casually called two servants to drag away Qin Ming who was in the way, and then looked at Su Mengyao with a gentle smile:

"Are you OK."

"No, it's okay."

Su Mengyao was overwhelmed by the huge surprise at this moment, and looked at Su An infatuatedly.

Is there anything more heart-warming than having the man you love stand up for you in times of crisis?

In Su Mengyao's eyes now, Su An seemed to be walking on colorful auspicious clouds, covered in brilliant rays of light. There was no room for any other figure in her big eye sockets.

As for Ling Chen who came forward earlier? Is there such a person?

"I'm glad you're okay. I, Su, hate those bullies who bully men and women the most." Su An said righteously.

Su Mengyao believed it. A hero like Lord Su must be a good man.

"Sanctimonious."

Ling Chen covered his hit face and muttered softly, very dissatisfied with Su An who stole his limelight.

After helping Su Mengyao out of the situation, Su An didn't talk much and left quickly, as if he just simply couldn't stand it.

The other members of the Su family surrounded Su Mengyao, with unprecedented enthusiasm on their faces.

Things like "you should communicate more with Lord Su" and "young people should move around more."

The old lady grabbed Su Mengyao's hand with a kind face and said, "Mengyao, the future of our Su family depends on you."

"Fawning on the powerful." Ling Chen looked down upon the behavior of these people.

He glanced at Su Xuezhu, who was also standing there without moving forward, and sighed in his heart that she was worthy of being his fiancée. She was different from these snobbish and vain people.

The banquet at the Duke of Shao's mansion lasted until the evening, during which Duke Shao personally came out to accept congratulations from the guests.

The guests presented gifts one after another.

But for some reason Ling Chen wanted to show off, so he took out a tattered jade pendant covered in mud and said it was an ancient spiritual jade. Then he was inevitably ridiculed by everyone.

Then an expert emerged from the crowd and recognized that this was indeed an ancient spiritual jade, which gave Ling Chen enough face. Then Ling Chen modestly said that he had picked it up.

Then he turned his head and looked in the direction of the Su family, wanting to see Xuezhu's surprised expression.

However, he found that Su Xuezhu didn't even look at him at this time, and started chatting with that Marquis Su. The distance between them was very close, only a hand's distance away, which was a distance he dared not hope for.

Ling Chen's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, his breathing became heavy, and his head felt heavier.

After presenting gifts and expressing congratulations, the rest of the people dispersed.

No one even mentioned Qin Ming.

After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, the smile on Su An's face disappeared.

"Higanbana, send someone to search for evidence of the Tan family's crimes, the kind that's fatal, understand?"

"Yes!"

Among the officials who have reached this level, there are only a few who are absolutely clean, and it definitely won’t be the Qin family.

If we can't find it, is it difficult to fabricate some evidence?

What kind of person is this? How dare he target his leeks?

"And that useless son-in-law of the Su family and the second young lady of the Su family, I want to know all the news about them within three days."

"Yes!"

……

Yongweibo Mansion,

The Su family also returned home.

Su Mengyao pulled Su Xuezhu directly into her yard, her big watery eyes filled with an irresistible look.

"Sister, come with me, I have something to tell you."

Ling Chen stared blankly at Su Xuezhu as she left, not knowing when Xuezhu would be willing to marry him.

Snapped!

The imagination is interrupted.

He was slapped hard on the back of the head.

"What are you looking at? Go and take care of the spiritual fields!" Mother Su pointed at Ling Chen's nose and yelled.

"Mom, I'll go right away." Ling Chen hurriedly took out the equipment of the spiritual plant husband and walked towards the direction of the spiritual field.

……

"Sister... today I saw you and Lord Su..."

In the boudoir, Su Mengyao hesitated for a moment, but still gritted her teeth and asked, "Are you also interested in Lord Su?"

Su Xuezhu didn't expect her cousin to suddenly become so direct. She was stunned for a moment, and then laughed angrily: "What are you thinking about!"

"Sister, I'm just checking for you. After all, this is my sister's lifelong event."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but reveal a somewhat sad expression, turned her head and sighed: "I just hope you won't be like me."

Seeing this, Su Mengyao's doubts gradually disappeared, and a trace of guilt filled her heart.

Yes, I am already very unfortunate, and yet I still say such things.

"Sister, it's my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you."

"Well, as long as you are doing well, I will be relieved."

"elder sister!"

"younger sister!"

The two sisters hugged each other.

Looking at the tearful sister in her arms, Su Xuezhu couldn't help but curl up the corners of her rosy lips.

Sister, sister, you can't control Su An, so let me, this bad woman, help you control him.

After comforting her sister, Su Xuezhu returned to her room.