Fast time travel cannon fodder: the villain boss is forced to resign

Chapter 184 My Dumb Bride 18
Qi Yuan gnawed on the pastry and silently stared at the crowd, especially Zhou Zongyuan.

Yuan Sui tugged at Qi Yuan's sleeve, coughed lightly, "Do you want to eat roast duck? I'll make it for you myself?"

Qi Yuan paused while gnawing on the pastry, his eyes moved away from Zhou Zongyuan to Yuan Sui, without making a single movement, a look of disgust flashed across his eyes.

Afterwards, Qi Yuan picked up a piece of pastry, stood up, and walked out of the hall, just as he lifted his leg, Yuan Sui grabbed Qi Yuan.

"You can't skip breakfast, your body won't be able to bear it."

Qi Yuan: "..."

Now I can't stand Yuan Sui.

Qi Wei raised his forehead, with black lines all over his head, "Yuan...Your Majesty, it is indeed not appropriate for a woman to be present when discussing with Zhou Guo."

Can this bastard improve his eyesight?
Since the little girl is going out, she must have something to do.

The little girl hasn't kicked him yet, she is doing a good deed.

Yuan Sui looked at Qi Wei, just about to express his disapproval.

I saw that Qi Wei's eyes froze, and the fox threatened with a smile, "Your Majesty?"

Yuan Sui turned off the fire, let go of his hand slowly, his whole body was filled with displeasure, "You must have breakfast."

Qi Yuan glanced at Yuan Sui, just about to roll his eyes, noticed the eyes of outsiders around him, nodded obediently, and when Yuan Sui let go completely, Qi Yuan turned around quickly, and walked out in a hurry, every step was windy.

When Qi Yuan left, Yuan Sui's momentum suddenly changed. He turned around and glared at Qi Wei.

Zhou Guo and others became more and more sure that the Prime Minister Qi Wei must have great talent, otherwise, Yuan Sui would not be able to indulge that little mute like this.

Yuan Sui sat at the main seat, took Qi Yuan's used teacup, and put it in his hand. This movement was so subtle and natural that few people noticed it, except Zhou Zongyuan and Qi Wei.

Zhou Zongyuan's complexion changed slightly, and his eyelids drooped to block the dark and dark eyes.

Qi Wei was silent and looked away, was the little girl being too cruel to Yuan Sui?It's all starting to pick up leftovers, which is weird.

The atmosphere in the front hall was serious, and the peaceful verbal confrontation was mixed with blade-like sharpness and undercurrents.

On the other side, Qi Yuan went straight to the front door and sat in front of the steps of the gate, fiddling with a Nine Rings in his hand.

The wind was slightly cold, Qi Yuan lowered his head, and the crisp ringtone came from Qi Yuan's hand, making it ringing.

"Wish?"

Riding on the wind, the familiar voice reached Qi Yuan's ears.

Qi Yuan raised his eyes, and turned his gaze to Mrs. Yuan who was hurrying, her eyes were anxious, and her face was pretending to be calm.

Madam Yuan forced a smile, "Wan Yuan, why are you sitting at the door?"

Qi Yuan stood up, patted the dust off his body, and handed the Jiulianhuan to the guard guarding the gate.

Qi Yuan looked at Mrs. Yuan and pointed to the direction of the backyard. Mrs. Yuan nodded, smiled absently, and followed Qi Yuan towards the backyard.

On the way, Madam Yuan was flustered, and after walking a few steps, she waved away the people following behind her, and Madam Yuan also waved back the guards in the backyard to the gate of the courtyard.

Qi Yuan glanced at Mrs. Yuan's flustered expression, and the guess in his heart was somewhat confirmed.

"Wish, I heard that the Ninth Prince of Zhou Kingdom came to visit?"

Qi Yuan walked forward and nodded, Madam Yuan beside her paused, her breath stagnated, Qi Yuan half-closed her dark eyes.

Madam Yuan's mind was in chaos, and her tone was tentative, "Do you know why they came?"

Qi Yuan shook his head, Mrs. Yuan didn't mean that, it was impossible for her not to guess the purpose of Zhou Guo's envoys.

Qi Yuan waited for Mrs. Yuan's next words, and sure enough——

"Wish, have you seen the Ninth Prince from Zhou Guolai?"

Mrs. Yuan seemed to be hiding something, and changed the subject abruptly, "I heard from Shao Yao that Zhou Guolai's Ninth Prince is pretty good-looking, what do you think? Compared with Yuan Sui?"

There was a flash of light in Qi Yuan's eyes, Zhou Zongyuan's and Yuan Sui's similar eyebrows, and Yuan Sui's refusal to kill Zhou Zongyuan in the plot. After Yuan Sui's death, Zhou Zongyuan could get the support of Yuan Sui's old department and courtiers...

Qi Yuan stopped, looked around, there was silence, under the paleness, Mrs. Yuan's pale face merged with the snow scene.

Qi Yuan raised his hand and motioned for Mrs. Yuan to explain clearly.

Qi Yuan stared at Mrs. Yuan's eye sockets instantly red and swollen, and tears rolled down his cheeks, condensing the powder on his face into two snow-white tear stains.

Qi Yuan: "..."

What's the use of crying, say it!
It's a pity that Qi Yuan couldn't speak, and it was cold in winter, so she didn't bother to stretch out her hand to make gestures again, but just stood there, staring at Mrs. Yuan and crying uncontrollably.

After a long time, Mrs. Yuan finally stopped crying.

Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, listening to Mrs. Yuan telling the story of the year.

Mrs. Yuan traveled twice, once when she was 20 years old, she was the emperor's talented person, accidentally became pregnant with Zhou Zongyuan, and also got the emperor's short-term favor. Later, she was forced to leave, and the emperor adopted Zhou Zongyuan to the empress to raise him.

Mrs. Yuan crossed over for the second time and became a noble concubine in the cold palace. Only then did she know that the emperor liked her with a modern soul, and often forced Mrs. Yuan Yuan, who possessed an ancient soul, after getting drunk, and finally became pregnant with Yuan Sui.

Madam Yuan is familiar with history, she thought that her second time travel was to change Yuan Sui's fate, so she took Yuan Sui and left, leaving Zhou Zongyuan in the palace.

Madam Yuan thought that she owed Zhou Zongyuan too much.

After all, Zhou Zongyuan and Yuan Sui are brothers of the same mother.

After Qi Yuan finished listening, his black eyes flickered, staring at Mrs. Yuan's brow and finger.

Where is the time travel? It is clear that the soul was forced to split. Mrs. Yuan's soul could not withstand the luck of the modern world, so she died many times. Only in ancient times can she survive.

And... this should be her last reincarnation, her soul is too fragmented and fragile, the tenth reincarnation is already the limit.

"Would you like, do you want to tell them..." Madam Yuan covered her face, tears streaming down her fingers.

Qi Yuan watched Mrs. Yuan lose her mind, how could human tears be so violent!

[Host, the one with long hair and short knowledge is you. 】

Qi Yuan: "..."

Is bullying her a little dumb?

【Host, are you used to being dumb?You forget you can only talk to me? 】

"roll."

Qi Yuan remembered that he could scold the system, so he decisively uttered a simple and powerful word, and punched the system.

System: ...Never tell the host next time!
After Madam Yuan put down her hands, she took out her handkerchief and wiped away the tears on her face, calming down.

Qi Yuan raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the front hall. Mrs. Yuan understood it instantly, and felt a sense of retreat in her heart.

Madam Yuan just wanted to shake her head and refuse, Qi Yuan raised her hand and gestured for Madam Yuan and Zhou Zongyuan to challenge.

After all, the setting of the causal loop has always been that cause and effect must be rewarded.

As human beings say: There is no airtight wall in the world

Qi Yuan gave Mrs. Yuan time to calm down, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, it was cold and wanted to eat hot pot.

At noon in winter, the scorching sun hangs high in the sky, the continuous mountain body cuts off the clear sky into blue and white, and the bleak dead branches stand upright on the top of the mountain, abrupt and harmonious.

Zhou Guo envoys were brought to the restaurant, the simple decoration was low-key and elegant, and everyone knew that Xia Guo was not rich at the beginning of the founding of the country.

The strong spicy aroma aroused the taste buds of everyone in the Zhou Kingdom, and everyone turned their eyes to the steaming soup pot on the table.

(End of this chapter)