Evil Emperor Spoils Arrogant Consort - C13

At least I don’t hate you

Ah? What was it? Why did he feel as though he had been tricked?

QingLan raised her eyes, wanting to say that those words were just a joke. Who was Chu Molan? How could the Emperor’s younger brother, Prince Rong of the Tianjing Empire, defend a woman as if she were jade?

Qinglan pursed her lips, “Let’s put it this way. I feel that your attitude towards me is a little strange. Tell me honestly, are you trying to get something from me?”

The moment she could clearly see her appearance in the cold pond, she clearly understood how important her ordinary face was in front of Chu Molan … ugly, she could completely understand why Chu Molan kept calling her ugly woman.

Why did she leave so many beautiful women to pick her trumpet flower?

Unless there was something in her that he wanted.

Hearing her question, Chu Molan didn’t even think as he said straightforwardly: “I also feel that it’s a little strange. If it was anyone else who treated me like you, the grass on his grave would have already grown ten feet tall. I just like you and want you to stay by my side. Is that something I want from you? ”

“You like me?” What kind of international joke was this?!

I’ve only met her a few times, and she suddenly likes me all of a sudden.

QingLan wasn’t the kind of girl who didn’t understand the affairs of the world. She didn’t believe a word of it.

Chu Molan thought for a while, “I like you, at least I don’t hate you.”

Qinglan chuckled and was about to say something else when a male voice suddenly cut in.

“Lan?!” What are you doing? ”

Qinglan was startled. She looked up and saw a beautiful middle-aged man in dark armor pushing open the door with a face full of dust.

“Father?!” “Ah!” She subconsciously called out and then quickly shut her mouth.

This was not her father, but Gu Qinglan’s father! Eh … But it seemed that she was now Gu Qinglan.

Gu Linwei glared at the man who was pressed down by the blue mist, and spoke with a rather nasty tone of voice. “Who is on your bed?!”

Hiss!

Only now did Qinglan remember that in the eyes of the bystanders, the relationship between her and Chu Molan was so ambiguous that it was hard to explain!

Gu Qinglan had gone missing on Jing An Mountain. There was no sign of him in life, and there were no signs of her corpse. It was rumored that she had been beaten down the cliff by bandits, so of course the General Gu was not willing to believe it.

Even if the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away, he would still have to let him see the corpse of his daughter.

That was why when Qinglan returned this afternoon, the butler had sent someone to inform the Great General. When the message was sent out, Gu Linwei did not come back until now.

Just as he returned to the General’s House, he went straight to Gu Qinglan’s courtyard. But look, what did he see? His precious daughter had been taken advantage of by a man!

Gu Linwei’s hard eyebrows instantly turned as cold as ice.

“General, this …”

A few guards who followed closely behind Gu Linwei saw this scene through the half-opened door, and were instantly struck dumb.

With a slam, Gu Linwei ordered the guards outside the door, “Go and stand guard outside the courtyard, don’t let anyone in!”

“Yes sir!”

The guards didn’t dare to stay any longer. They all turned around and ran out of the courtyard.

Blue Mist couldn’t help but twitch her mouth. Even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she really wouldn’t be able to wash off this!

“Get up!” “How is this proper!?”

General Gu shouted in fury. Even Qinglan’s powerful little heart trembled, the dignity that belonged to her father was not something that she could ignore as long as she wanted to.

“Let go!” Bastard!

Old Man Gu looked at her. Damn it, this wild man was still acting so arrogant in front of him, hugging his daughter tightly without letting go!

Immediately after, the dark faced General Gu became furious. He walked to the side of the bed in a few steps, and with a thunder-like presence, he extended his hand towards Chu Molan.

“Which bastard is this …”