Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 324 Kill Nian Siye (2)

   With strong doubts, Ouyang Jue covered her chest that was about to burst, picked up her sword and stood up.

   "Who are you?" he asked in a cold voice.

  Nian Fourth Master smiled like a spring breeze, making people feel that even if he killed someone, he would kill him elegantly and movingly: "I am His Majesty Sejong, General Ouyang."

  Ouyang Jue took a sip, looked at him coldly and said, "Stop pretending, you are fake! We all know it!"

   "How can I be fake? Who did you listen to? Uncle Yu? Yan'er?" Fourth Nian asked very aggrieved.

  Ouyang Jue admits that this face looks too much like Sejong, and if he is not careful, he will feel that he has met his former majesty. And he and Nian Siye worked together to suppress bandits. That time, Nian Siye's forehead was injured, and he bandaged it. So he can be sure that Nian Siye didn't wear a human skin mask, that's why, he never doubted anything. As for Nian Siye's sighs from time to time, he said that there are not no people with similar appearances in the world, and he never thought that he was referring to himself.

"Alas!" Fourth Nian sighed faintly, "Why would you rather believe in Uncle Yu than in me? It's fine if Yan'er is deceived by him, after all, Yan'er is still young, but you, you went to the battlefield with me, After entering the court, why don't you even trust your own judgment?"

   Can Ouyang Jue still believe it?

   He was blind that day, didn't he see Fourth Lord Nian feed Zhuge Yan poison?

   Taking advantage of Ouyang Jue's stunned effort, Nian Si Ye floated over.

  Ouyang Jue only felt a cold wind approaching him, and when he opened his eyes, a dagger was already close to his eyebrows.

   No matter how fast he reacts, he can't dodge this blow.

   Just as Qianjun was about to strike, a sharp sword slid past him and stabbed into Fourth Nian's chest!

  Ouyang Jue took advantage of the opportunity and flew Nian Si Ye off the cliff!

   Immediately, Ouyang Jue turned around, wanting to see who was the one who killed Nian Siye with a sword, was it Zhuge Ye?

   But when he turned around to see the face of the other party, he was instantly stunned.

   "Qing...Qing'er? Why are you here?"

  Chu Qianqian smiled slightly: "What's wrong, brother? Can't I come?"

   "Ah... No, I... I'm just surprised." Saying that, Ouyang Jue's vigilant gaze swept around, and then took a step back, "No! The bridge is broken, how did you get here?"

   "The bridge is broken? Brother, what are you talking about, why don't I understand?" Chu Qianqian asked him while looking at the wooden bridge not far away.

  Ouyang Jue also took advantage of the situation to look over, the wooden bridge was well-endowed across the middle of the two hillsides, and there was not a single crack.

   "Ah...this...but..."

   But just now it was clearly broken, and it was Zhuge Ye who flew him over. For this reason, Zhuge Ye also pulled the wound.

  Chu Qianqian blinked and said, "Brother, have you fallen into evil?"

Bewitched?

Ah, yes, he may have been caught in the illusion of the fourth master, so he thought that the wooden bridge was broken, and that Zhuge Ye was injured, but in fact that Zhuge Ye was changed by the illusion of the fourth master, so it can explain why that Zhuge Yehui shot him and slapped him, and then he became the fourth master of Nian.

and many more!

   That's not right!

  Where did Zhuge Ye go?

   "Qing'er, have you seen His Royal Highness?"

  Chu Qianqian nodded: "I see, he's going after the fourth master of Nian."

"when?"

Why did I not see it?

  Chu Qianqian then said: "You kick the Fourth Lord Nian down the hillside, and Zhuge Ye will chase after him!"

   There are poisonous weeds under the hillside.

   Zhuge Ye was not so stupid to chase after him.

  Ouyang Jue immediately took a step back and looked at Chu Qianqian vigilantly: "You are not Qing'er!"

  Chu Qianqian's eyes widened: "I'm Qing'er, big brother!"

   "No! You are not!" Ouyang Jue clenched the sword in his hand.

  Chu Qianqian carried her skirt and walked towards him step by step: "Brother, I'm Qing'er, I'm really Qing'er, if you don't believe me, touch it."

  She stretched out her hand in front of Ouyang Jue.

  Ouyang Jue's eyes widened: "You...what are you doing?"

  Chu Qianyan smiled and said, "I am not a shadow, I am real, you see!"

   She took the initiative to hold Ouyang Jue's hand.

   Ouyang Jue's body froze.

  Chu Qianqian raised his sleeves and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead for him: "Brother, are you hungry? I'll cook for you, do you want to eat braised fish or sweet and sour pork ribs?"

  Ouyang Jue was in a trance, and a quiet hut appeared in front of him.

  Chu Qianqian pulled Ouyang Jue in, poured a cup of tea for Ouyang Jue, then touched Ouyang Jue's shirt and said, "Brother, you gave the button, I'll make it up for you."

  Ouyang Jue sat on the chair dumbly.

   He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but this time was too beautiful, and he would rather ignore those things.

  Chu Qianqian brought the needle and thread and started to sew Ouyang Jue.

   She was very close.

  Ouyang Jue could smell the clear fragrance of her hair.

  Chu Qianqian finished sewing and bit off the thread: "Okay, brother, I'll cook."

  Ouyang Jue nodded: "I'll help you make a fire."

   "Okay!" Chu Qianqian smiled brightly.

  Ouyang Jue couldn't help reaching out and pinching her watery tofu-like face.

  Chu Qianqian was still smiling, with a hint of the shyness of a little daughter in her smile.

   The two cooked and ate together.

  Ouyang Jue kept picking fishbone for her, watching her eat, but he didn't eat much.

   But she was full, and he didn't seem to be hungry anymore.

   After eating, Chu Qianqian rubbed her round belly: "Brother, will you go for a walk with me?"

  Ouyang Jue went with her.

  In the village at dusk, the light of the setting sun is broken in the grass. The light is yellow and orange, and it is warm, exuding a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

  Chu Qianqian's beautiful face is shrouded in this faint warmth.

  Ouyang Jue couldn't help laughing.

   (end of this chapter)