388. Balance the chess game

"You're still this annoying look, what's the use of you having this mouth, you won't be soft."

"Look, what else can you do to fight me?"

He let go, his eyes dark and unpredictable, sweeping over her like a knife. Lan Qingchuan heard him say coldly, "This is what you sent to the door, I won't be polite to you, I gave you a chance, Lan Qingchuan." ”

If she had a dagger in her hand now, if she still had the strength to fight back, she wouldn't have watched him leave, she would have fought with him, and both would have lost.

All she had left now was hatred.

What Lan Qingchuan doesn't know is how much of a storm Paris is setting off now. Contrary to his passivity when he was banned, after he presented the secret documents to the Marta Palace, Centva's restrictions on him began to be withdrawn one by one.

This change was almost unexpected, and before the Oss family had a chance to react, Ou Yanzhe's counterattack began. He's always moving fast, and he's powerful enough. He has an indifferent face, plotting his revenge.

That night, Centwa summoned him to the palace. Ou Yanzhe sat on the chair, looking at the gentle and smiling face of Sentwa under the crown, his heart was not shocked, but his face was beautiful enough, with a smile that people could not see, and it was strikingly similar to Sentwa.

"Don't blame me, Yancy, it's not that I don't help you, it's that I can't help."

"I know." His voice sank, "If I can't fight back, what sentence will you give me?" ”

"You and my aunt and nephew, both descendants of Shesidon, naturally I will not do anything to you, I will definitely plan a way back for you."

Ou Yanzhe lowered his head and picked up the tea, noncommittal.

"It's not that I don't believe you, but I have my considerations." Centwa looked at his calm, silent face, "I'm sorry this time, Yancy. It doesn't matter what you do with those people, but there is a limit to everything, you know. ”

Under the royal power, checks and balances are important, and everything else is just a chess piece.

Centva's hand is very beautiful, and he pulled out the Pela Yu Party who still has some malice, and at the same time spied on the thoughts and calculations of many families.

This time, Ou Yanzhe was trapped, and became a bait that Sentewa could meet but could not seek. Because she knows that Ou Yanzhe will not make a second mistake, that is, she only has this one chance.

Ou Yanzhe smiled slightly, facing the same pair of blue eyes as him, he didn't show it on his face, but he made a note in his heart, thinking about how to find something unhappy for Centva.

How to play, naturally, is to destroy her most important balance game.

He curled his lips and stood up, "I see." ”

Sentwa didn't expect him to agree so quickly, she still hesitated in her heart, she naturally knew Ou Yanzhe, this time she took advantage of the situation, maybe he was surging in his heart, he must be going to vent his evil anger.

She sighed in her heart, but with a gentle smile on her face, "Go back and have a good rest." ”

It was impossible for Ou Yanzhe to have a good rest, and he taught some restless families a lesson, and he began to think about how to bring Lan Qingchuan back.

He likes this girl more and more, compared to the people around him who are always deceitful and deceitful, Lan Qingchuan is too rare, and he doesn't have to think too much.

When Lan Qingchuan woke up again, he didn't know what day it was. It was dark, but it wasn't that small confined space anymore. She sat up and felt the heavy bedding beneath her, cold and soft.

There is a smell of burning incense in the air, and the connotation from the East is elegant, fragrant and pleasant. It seemed to be nightfall, the night was deep, and there was no light in the room.