There was no love in Chonghua's eyes.

From the beginning of his memory to the present, Zhou Wenyuan has seen a lot of eyes looking at him. Unwilling, resentful, admiring, coveting, disgusting, indifferent. But Chonghua is like this, and he doesn't have any love, but it's really the first time I've seen it.

Jinghua and Shui Yue saw Zhou Wenyuan walk in, and immediately got up and saluted. Zhou Wenyuan smiled lightly and waved his hand. Jinghua and Shuiyue bowed and retreated.

Chonghua just looked at him like that, silent.

Zhou Wenyuan slowly walked to the side of the bed, pulled a chair and sat down. He looked with interest at the emaciated woman in front of him, but her eyes were as clean as a burning charcoal.

"Master's temper is not good." Zhou Wenyuan smiled faintly.

Chonghua looked at him like that, and he began to feel a little uncomfortable inexplicably. It's as if you've caught a bird, and the bird is looking at you with wide eyes, as if asking why you're disturbing her peaceful life.

"Mingde, over there, has already told them that they want to hire you as Mr. Sitting. Ya'er is a ghost elf, and few people can restrain her. Besides, it's better that fewer people know about your situation, right? The smile on the corner of Zhou Wenyuan's mouth was kind, but his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

Chonghua looked at him and slowly turned his face away, as if Zhou Wenyuan's arrangement had nothing to do with her.

"It's a hard stubble. The eagles that have been raised for three years don't have the backbone like you. Zhou Wenyuan lowered his head and smiled, slowly leaned over and pasted towards Chonghua, and the faint fragrance of ink lingered beside Chonghua's face: "Don't you know, the more this is the case, the more interested men are?" ”

Chonghua didn't move at all, letting Zhou Wenyuan's hot breath sweep over her skin, and her eyes didn't shake at all.

Man, she's seen a lot. Pure, sunny, lewd, tyrannical. Men in modern life are not as clean and thorough as men in ancient times. Their wisdom was beyond the reach of ancient men. Naturally, the technique of picking up girls is not comparable to that of ancient men.

Chonghua doesn't have the heart to pay attention to him talking to himself now, he doesn't let her go for a day, and she ignores him for a day.

Zhou Wenyuan raised his head in surprise. I know how important I am. Under the gaze and closeness of his prince of Tongjiang, no woman could be so unchangeable.

It seems that he did catch interesting critters.

"That Dongfang Xu. You know what. The master let people be tortured. He recruited everything. I didn't expect you to keep an eye on it, but you ran fast enough. Zhou Wenyuan sat back in his chair with a smile.

Chonghua's expression was faint, without a trace of worry or remorse. For her, Dongfang Xu was willing to take her in, and she thanked him. But if Dongfang Xu recruited something, Chonghua would not be resentful because of this. Man does not perish for his own sake. No one is lucky to live again, and in order to save their lives, it is understandable to do anything.

Leaning on the head of the bed, Chonghua gently gathered the blanket draped over his body. It seems to be out of the way.

Zhou Wenyuan looked at her deeply, suddenly got up, and hugged Chonghua along with the quilt.

Chonghua was startled, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't pull Zhou Wenyuan, just tightened the blanket on his body. Because Zhou Wenyuan had already strode out.

Men are sometimes naïve. He bullies you and makes you sad, not necessarily because he hates you. I just hope you can go around him for a headache. If a man really hates you, he will choose to ignore it. No matter what you do, he doesn't care, and not a single look will be given to you.

Zhou Wenyuan summed up Chonghua's calmness as having no love for life. I thought that maybe this woman had already had the mentality of dying, otherwise it would be impossible to have such an indifferent person.

Dongfang Xu was indeed summoned. It is far from what Zhou Wenyuan said about the punishment. It's just a routine inquiry. After all, the other party is a reader. The world tends to give more tolerance and courtesy to scholars.

For Chonghua to be the future princess of Tongjiang Palace, this matter is beyond Dongfang Xu's imagination. He still has some impressions of Zhou Wenyuan. Although the outside world is rumored to be dissolute and tyrannical. But there are very few people who actually see it with their own eyes. Most of the people in the world are false, and they have not seen their true bodies, and they cannot be counted.

The man in front of him is handsome and extraordinary, but the hidden anger between his eyebrows is difficult to ignore. Dongfang Xu looked at Zhou Wenyuan in shock, and brought Chonghua over with the quilt.

"Chonghua?" Dongfang Xu called out in surprise.

Zhou Wenyuan frowned slightly, Chonghua? It seems that this woman is really thoughtful, in order not to be discovered that she is the second miss of the Ling Mansion who has gone missing, has she even changed her name?

Chonghua looked at Dongfang Xu without a trace, and then withdrew his eyes. Just now Zhou Wenyuan said that she was punishing Dongfang Xu, and she knew that he was lying to her.

The Tongjiang Mansion can also be regarded as having an identity, and if the gentleman of the Mingde Academy, which is famous in the capital, is really executed, he will not be poked in the back.

Seeing that Dongfang Xu was intact, Chonghua still did not have any emotional fluctuations. It's like a doll, and there is no expression at all.

Zhou Wenyuan looked down at the person in his arms. Seeing that she only looked at Dongfang Xu when they first met, she didn't have any other feelings. For some reason, my heart is much more relaxed.

Ordered someone to bring the beauty couch over and put Chonghua down gently.

"Mr. Dongfang, is the one who helped you escape?" Zhou Wenyuan has a businesslike posture.

Dongfang Xu was stunned, this hat was too buttoned. It's clearly saying that they eloped!

Before he could open his mouth to refute, a broadsword was pressed against his neck. Mori Leng's blade glowed with a cold light. Dongfang Xu only felt a drop of cold sweat left along the corner of his forehead. I swallowed unconsciously. It's better that he doesn't speak.

Chonghua looked at Zhou Wenyuan lightly, still without any expression.

Zhou Wenyuan raised his eyebrows, and ordinary women were either begging for mercy or crying at this time. Although he didn't believe that there could be any connection between Dongfang Xu and Chonghua. But Dongfang Xu is also a person who took in Chonghua, how can he not be grateful to the person who took him in in the ice and snow? I have to clear his name.

But Chonghua just has such an expression that you like to cut him, please poop. was so indifferent that it almost made people think that she didn't know the man who was being held by the knife in front of her.

Zhou Wenyuan smiled faintly: "Mr. Dongfang is a literati, how can he be treated so rudely." Just cut off one finger. ”

Dongfang Xu's eyelids jumped, and the person behind him had already put his hand on the table, and the broadsword was stuck on his little finger. His heart was tight, but he absolutely couldn't resist at this time. just frowned and looked at the man and woman in front of him.

Zhou Wenyuan didn't look at Dongfang Xu, only at Chonghua.

But Chonghua just glanced at Dongfang Xu when Zhou Wenyuan spoke, and still didn't have any expression.

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