Chapter Twenty-Three: The Net Breaks

"It's actually easy to find you." Zhou Wenyuan smiled faintly.

But Chonghua only felt cold all around.

Zhou Wenyuan sat here, clearly knowing that she was coming. Who exactly revealed her whereabouts.

Originally, it was a fluke, and even the veil was ready. But he still couldn't dodge.

"Why don't you ask, how am I doing?" Zhou Wenyuan's voice was low and smiling.

Chonghua squeezed the silk handkerchief in his hand tightly, and he was in the mood to care if he was doing well or not at this time. There was only the urge to turn around and want to escape.

"What a heartless woman." Zhou Wenyuan sighed, stood up with a smile, step by step, and walked towards Chonghua.

An inexplicable pressure came to his face. Chonghua subconsciously took two steps back, and his back was already leaning against the door.

As Zhou Wenyuan walked in, Chonghua was surprised to find that this man was much taller than her. Almost shrouded her in his shadow.

Zhou Wenyuan smiled lightly and slowly lowered his head, slowly approached Chonghua's ear, and murmured in a soft voice that could only be heard by two people: "I didn't expect your life to be so hard." ”

Chonghua's face was already snow-white, and this kind of fear had never been experienced before. It was as if there was not a man standing in front of him, but a lion.

The aura called coercion weighed down like a thousand pounds.

I can't breathe smoothly.

Run as far as you can.

Chonghua put one hand behind his back, fumbling for the position of the door curtain.

Zhou Wenyuan had a smile in his eyes, how could he not see Chonghua's careful thoughts.

If you like it, Chonghua is not the kind of woman who will make people fall in love at a glance. But her jerky reaction is something that has rarely been seen in so many years.

The ladies are either delicate, or cold, or talented. Only the woman in front of her resisted him with all her heart. It's not the kind of desire to indulge, but the kind of resistance that comes out of the bones.

Suddenly, Zhou Wenyuan felt that he really wanted the woman in front of him to survive.

"Did you know that your sister died?" Zhou Wenyuan stood close to Chonghua, looking down at the petite woman in front of him.

Chonghua's heart jumped, Ling Yuehua was killed by the prince of Tongjiang because he stole the sky?

Looking at Zhou Wenyuan, there was coldness in his eyes, this is ancient times, and the people in power here will not take human lives as human lives.

The blood in the whole body flows backwards to the heart. Chonghua now just wants to wake up suddenly and find that he is still doing psychological counseling. Every day, I only need to worry about when to deliver the manuscript, what to eat for dinner, and whether to buy a blanket when it is cold.

Those who are far away from this person will be safe.

Zhou Wenyuan smiled and waited for Chonghua's reaction. Who knows, Chonghua actually lifted the curtain and ran out.

Shocked by Chonghua's reaction, Zhou Wenyuan burst out laughing. Sure enough, it was funny, he didn't look away.

The maids who were waiting outside were startled when they saw Chonghua suddenly rush out. was about to ask, but he ran out like Chonghua was dying.

couldn't tell the direction, Chonghua just held his breath and ran wildly. Along the way, many people watched the veiled woman running desperately as if she was being chased by a poisonous snake or beast.

Based on his own sporadic knowledge of ancient garden architecture, Chonghua avoided the obvious porches and ran directly along the courtyard walls.

Suddenly, a dark figure fell from the sky.

Chonghua almost stopped, and before he could dodge, he had already fallen into a solid embrace.

Zhou Wenyuan lowered his head with interest and looked at the little woman who was held in his arms.

Chonghua's breath was hugged tightly before he could catch his breath, and he subconsciously raised his knees and went straight to the person's vital point.

Zhou Wenyuan was stunned, he didn't expect everyone's ladies to have such a selfish trick. One leg was slightly pinched, dodging Chonghua's knee. A flip, Chonghua had already been stopped by him and hugged him.

"Aren't you here to teach Ya'er? How can you run without seeing anyone. As if complaining, Zhou Wenyuan still walked towards Fangcai's courtyard with Chonghua in his arms.

"Let me go! I'm not the daughter of the Ling Mansion, I beg you to let me go! "Chonghua really collapsed this time. He cried out in pain.

Zhou Wenyuan paused, and his inquiring gaze swept towards the woman in his arms. Not the daughter of the Ling Mansion? What else is there in the Mo Fei Ling Mansion?

"Yes or no. It doesn't matter, anyway, the master's goal has been achieved. "The Ling Mansion is already in a slump, deceiving the emperor's relatives and relatives, this crime can be big or small. If the Tongjiang Wangfu takes advantage of the topic, the Ling Mansion will be in a catastrophe.

Seeing that Zhou Wenyuan was unmoved, Chonghua angrily raised his slender hand and slapped it on Zhou Wenyuan's handsome face.

"Did I say something I didn't understand, or did you simply not understand human speech? I said put me down. Or you're going to kill me! "Chonghua's temper is not good.

I usually don't like to talk, but it doesn't mean that my temper is also warm and soft. It's just that because it's troublesome, I never talk to people.

Now that he has been forced into a corner, the fear, grievance, and helplessness of these days have all turned into anger. Regardless of the strength, the prince of Tongjiang was indeed pumped out of his face.

The maids who were waiting beside them all took a breath of cold air, and suddenly knelt on the ground. None of them dared to look up, shivering.

There is no woman in this world who has such courage to dare to beat the prince of the world. This time, the woman was dead.

But Chonghua didn't care about that anymore, and glared at Zhou Wenyuan viciously with a posture of a dead fish.

"Hasn't Ling Yuehua already been killed by you? It's not bad for my life. Come on! Kill me directly. Give me a good time! Chonghua clenched his teeth and shouted loudly, his cold hand tightly pinching Zhou Wenyuan's collar.

Zhou Wenyuan turned his face lightly, and there was a chill in his dark eyes. The aura around his body instantly decreased by a few degrees. Looking at Chonghua's eyes, it was as if he was looking at a dead man.

His hands shook off, and Chonghua suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground. Because of excessive nervousness, his hands trembled slightly. But those crystal eyes were still glaring at Zhou Wenyuan.

"If you don't kill me today. You're a! Chonghua knew that for men, this was like a slap in the face.

The prince of Tongjiang will definitely not be able to bear this kind of insult, and it can be regarded as a pleasure to give her a knife.

Sure enough, Zhou Wenyuan looked at her with a gloomy face, pinched Chonghua's soft neck as if he was galloping, and lifted her up alive.

Chonghua suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe, but he did not intend to struggle. His hands hung slightly, and his fists were clenched tightly. Just endure it, and maybe you'll wake up when you die. I closed my eyes directly.

She could feel the chill in the hand that was pinching her neck. Just as consciousness drifts away. Chonghua heard the angry man's low voice.

"You, there's a kind."

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