The male supporting role in Quick Transmigration, please don't be a demon

Chapter 139 The Bamboo Horse Is Xiao Qingmei's 22
Mu Zuihuan frowned, Zhou Yanran was also in the carriage?

This King An also has a big heart.

It's fine to bring the daughter of a guilty minister back to the mansion, and she brought it out carelessly, because she is afraid that the emperor will not know, and it will be impossible to interrogate her together with him?
"Your Highness, don't worry about me. I got up too early today, and I'm still a little tired. Just let me take a nap."

Wang An smiled, said something in a low voice, and then reluctantly left the carriage.

Mu Zuihuan lowered the curtain and shook his head helplessly.

The reason why she followed Shen Ye was not only because she was worried that he wouldn't be able to bear it, but also because she was afraid that his miserable state would be seen by others and make others laugh and ridicule him.

This is great, when Shen Ye comes out, Zhou Yanran will be able to see it at a glance.

No matter inside or outside the palace, there are snobbish eyes everywhere.

Not to mention how the palace guards viewed Shen Ye's tragic situation.

Zhou Yanran will definitely not let Shen Ye go, and will definitely ridicule him.

After all, when Zhou Yanran was in distress, Shen Ye did not lend a helping hand.

Feng Shui turns around, how can she repay evil with virtue?
Wait until the sky is bright.

The palace door opened wide, and the courtiers slowly walked out.

However, before they all left the palace gate, there was a commotion later.

A group of courtiers looked back and were shocked.

"Here, is this Young Master Ye?"

"Master Ye is in distress?"

"How is it possible? The palace is heavily guarded, and even more so in the Star Observation Hall where the Imperial Master is located. In addition, Young Master Ye is the disciple of the Imperial Master. How can he be in danger easily?"

Shen Ye was in extremely bad condition. His limbs were stained with blood and his face was pale. If his chest wasn't still heaving, people would have thought he had died.

Shen Ye was carried by two eunuchs, and in front of him was a servant on duty in the Hall of Stars to lead the way.

Hearing the whispers of the courtiers, he glanced at Shen Ye who was in a very bad situation, raised his head and said, "Coincidentally, my lords haven't left the palace yet, so this slave has the guts to remind you. This, my lords, don't call me any more!" Mr. Ye is gone. The national teacher said that since he would rather choose a woman than inherit the mantle of the national teacher, then he will repay his martial arts and have a master-student relationship. From today on, Shen Ye, Mr. Shen, will be with the national teacher again It doesn't matter anymore."

The words made the people present sigh.

The servant's words were very simple, but explained the general situation.

They all lamented that Shen Ye didn't know what was good and what was wrong, he obviously had a great fortune, but he didn't know how to grasp it, and made himself into this kind of virtue.

Some people were also thinking about who the woman the servant was talking about would make Shen Ye give up the honor of being the only disciple of the national teacher and choose her.

Noise is not allowed in the imperial city.

No matter how much I want to explore in my heart, I keep it in my heart, I just glance around from time to time with my eyes.

When Shen Ye woke up, he faced a completely different treatment than before.

The corner of his mouth raised into a smile, and he closed his eyes again.

you are not a fish, how to know the joy of fish?
In the eyes of outsiders, it is very unwise for him to abandon his status as a disciple of the national teacher, and he does not know what is good or bad.

But in his opinion, being able to accompany Huanhuan and marry her is more important than these false names.

It's a pity to lose his status as a disciple of the national teacher, but without Huanhuan, he might not even have the thought of living.

Which is more important, he is very clear.

After the eunuch carried him out of the palace gate, before the servant could speak to put him down, he opened his eyes again and said weakly: "Thank you two father-in-laws for coming."

He struggled to get off the wooden board used to carry the corpse, endured the pain and got up twice but failed, but the people around him just watched, and no one wanted to step forward to help.

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow.

Now that he has lost his gilded identity, he is just a commoner who was kicked out by the national teacher. How could these ministers do unnecessary actions?

If you don't immediately ridicule a few words, you are kind.

When he failed to get up for the third time, and was about to beg the little eunuch who carried him to help him, a hot air circled his arms and legs, and gently hugged him.

Shen Ye took a deep breath, coughed a few times suddenly, and coughed up his pale face, which made his face look a lot better.

"Huanhuan, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, I'll wait for you to be watched by them? To be ridiculed by them?"

Mu Zui Huanhu put a face on his face, and scanned the crowd without leaving, wanting to continue to watch Shen Ye struggling, and came to the carriage in a few steps.

Glancing at the chauffeur in panic, "Your son is no longer a disciple of the national teacher, do you plan to follow him as usual, or do you want to find another place?"

The boy's eyes flickered: "What are you talking about, girl? If it weren't for my son, how could I be here today..."

Mu Zuihuan snorted and carefully put Shen Ye into the carriage: "Why are you still standing there? Go back home."

When entering the carriage, Mu Zuihuan took a look at King An's carriage, and as expected, ran into Zhou Yanran who opened the curtain and looked over here.

Her eyes were curved, and the corner of her mouth was curled into a smile, which seemed to relieve her anger.

Seeing Mu Zuihuan's eyes, Zhou Yanran's smile got bigger and bigger, and she said silently, "It's what you deserve."

Mu Zuihuan also smiled at her, full of malice: "Ah, isn't this Miss Zhou, the daughter of Zhou Changbo's house? She is indeed the most beautiful woman in the capital. Even though Zhou Changbo's house has fallen, Miss Zhou still has the ability to find her. Relying on the mountain, it's really amazing."

The sound mixed with internal energy reached the ears of the ministers and guards in front of the palace gate.

He directly shifted his gaze from her to Wang An's carriage.

Zhou Yanran didn't even have time to put down the curtain, so she gained countless attentions, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly put down the curtain, so angry that she wished she could tear Mu Zuihuan apart.

Mu Zuihuan didn't care what Zhou Yanran thought, got into the carriage, and the driver drove the carriage winkingly, and left the imperial city as soon as possible.

Shen Ye was lying in the car, staring at Mu Zuihuan with lowered eyes and a smile, unwilling to even blink.

The pale but extremely gentle look, coupled with the blood all over his body, made Mu Zuihuan very irritable.

"Do you regret it?"

"Regret what?"

"When you were the only disciple of the Imperial Master, everyone who didn't try to please you would be disdainful and sarcastic once you lost your identity..."

"What they care about is this status, not because of me, so why should I care?" Shen Ye interrupted her, "For the convenience of finding you, I accepted the advice of the national teacher and became his apprentice. Now you It doesn't matter whether you have this identity or not. Maybe you regret it."

"What do I regret?"

"I regret following a useless person. I can't give you anything, but I want you to protect me."

Mu Zuihuan gave him a gouged look: "For my sake, you have no choice but to swallow this bitter fruit with tears in your eyes."

Shen Ye raised her lips and smiled, thinking that such Huanhuan was very cute.

The carriage entered the alley and soon arrived at the gate of the mansion.

The young servant lifted the curtain of the car courteously, and smiled flatteringly at Mu Zuihuan: "Girl, I'm going to call for someone to carry you into the mansion."

It's hard to say what was wrong, but Mu Zuihuan just found it harsh.

He ignored the boy and carried Shen Ye out of the carriage.

Originally wanted to go back to his house directly, but after thinking about it, he kicked open the gate of Shen Ye's house, regardless of how the concierge held back his curse, and walked in.

Shen Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't say anything.

He just quietly let Mu Zuihuan hug him, smelling the faint fragrance of her body, his heart was extremely peaceful.

(End of this chapter)