Dressed As a Green Tea Female Supporting Role In Three Texts

The two came and went, and they ate a meal for a long time. After eating, the two went to digest food again. It was only when the Xiao family reunion banquet was about to start that Xiao Mu bid farewell to Concubine Su.

After sending Xiao Mu away, Concubine Su went to Zhou Yan's appointment without even having time to pat her shoulder.

Zhou Yan asked her to be at the place where the river lanterns were set that day. When Su concubine saw him, she saw that he was wearing a moon cake hairpin on his head. catch.

Concubine Su stared at the top of his hair, and felt that Uncle Qihuang was worthy of being the hero, he had the best looks, and the slightly revealing clothes made him even more uninhibited.

Concubine Su's eyes moved down again, and landed on his neck, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, Zhou Yan's skin was so white that it glowed.

Su concubine smiled and said, "Today is the fifteenth day, and it's a full moon. Why is Uncle Seven wearing a crescent moon hairpin?"

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, swept the hairpin coquettishly, raised his neck and said, "Why? Isn't this hairpin beautiful, Seventh Emperor Uncle?"

"Uncle Seventh Emperor's hairpin is naturally beautiful, but it's not as good as Uncle Seventh Emperor's good looks in case." Su concubine rolled her eyes and said.

Zhou Yan laughed as soon as he heard it, and only said that she could talk, "Sure enough, my little nephew has the best eyes."

Concubine Su covered her lips and smiled, only saying that Uncle Seventh is also the most flattering, and thinking of the family banquet in the palace, she couldn't help but wonder: "Uncle Seventh Emperor, I heard from my elder brother that there is a family banquet for Mid-Autumn Festival today, why do you..."

With Zhou Yan's expression gradually cooling down, Concubine Su swallowed the rest of the words, unable to utter them.

His face was hidden under the shade of the moonlight tree, but he could still see his indifference. His slightly lowered eyes showed that he didn't want to mention it, and his tightly pursed lips showed his forbearance.

"Ding~Host, the mother and concubine of the hero of the second world passed away on this day. The emperor thought of his pain of losing his mother, so he was not allowed to come to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet."

Concubine Su understood, and when she looked up at Zhou Yan again, she felt a trace of sadness on his face.

Growing up in the treacherous palace, mother and concubine died early, and his father's love and affection became the reason for others to hate and envy him. Now he has to take every step of the way and prevent his brothers from killing him.

Concubine Su wrinkled her nose, took a step forward, and stretched out her little hand slightly.

The small hands protruding from the goose-yellow gauze sleeves are crystal clear and white, like white jade, like white snow.

Her fingertips lightly touched the side of his hand, and the tentacles were icy cold, which made Concubine Su shiver from the cold.

And Zhou Yan's arm on the side that was touched stiffened, the temperature of the fingertips penetrated into his heart along the arm, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes lowered.

"Uncle Seventh Emperor..."

Her voice was sweet and soft, which made him think of the white snow crisps made by his concubine Mu for a moment, so he couldn't help but look sideways at her.

But seeing the little girl biting her lower lip and blushing, it must be the first time she has done this kind of thing, the first time she wants to hold the hand of the nephew.

Does she pity him? Because he didn't go to the family banquet and was alone?

"Uncle Seventh Emperor, then I will accompany you today, and I will call you Uncle Seventh Emperor, then we... are also family members!"

Zhou Yan's heart trembled, he felt the delicate fingertips penetrate into his palm, and heard the soft voice say: "Let's celebrate the reunion festival too!"

Zhou Yan's eyelashes twitched, feeling like being teased for the first time.

He has been among thousands of flowers before, only when he teases people, how can he be teased today?

But... it's not a bad feeling either.

"This girl is so good!" He looked down at her reddish ear tips, thinking in his heart.

It's probably because he wanted to be like this, so he wanted to have someone to accompany him on this reunion day, and this girl was the first thing he thought of.

She was the one who was poisoned because of her reluctance to block the sword for him, it was she who greeted him when he was imprisoned, and it was she who accompanied him on such "lonely" days.

"Ding~ Congratulations to the host, the favorability value of the male lead in the second world is +10, and the life value is +155. The host will receive another wave of rewards soon, please keep up the good work!"

Hearing Linglingba's report, Su Yu's eyes lit up, and in Zhou Yan's eyes, she was extremely happy, because she held his hand and was not pushed away.

Zhou Yan cherished her even more, held her fingertips slightly, and said softly: "When I am free from worries, I will...be responsible for you."

Concubine Su: "...!" I don't need it, I just want your favorability!

However, Zhou Yan is not Xiao Mu, so he can't be fooled easily, not to mention that he is still far away from 100, and he is still being watched by the emperor, so it is not so fast and worry-free.

Concubine Su lowered her head, nodded shyly, and said softly, "Okay!"

The word "good" was scattered in the wind and penetrated into Zhou Yan's ears. He couldn't help pinching her fingertips again, and the warmth slipped into his heart.

Feeling his small movements, Su Concubine couldn't help but feel relieved, it seems that Zhou Yan is also a person who lacks love!

She looked up at him pretendingly, and when she saw him looking over, she quickly turned her head and looked at the distant river bank with her lips pouted.

At this time, she didn't know that someone was looking at her on the bridge.

Standing on the bridge, Lu Yan looked at the pair, and his gaze fell on Concubine Su. She was wearing a milky yellow dress, which looked like the color of the moon today, and was warm.

He suddenly thought of Shangsi's white jade fan that fell from her waist to the ground that day, and thought in his heart: If she is holding that fan today, it must match her.

Thinking like this, his figure paused, and something faintly fell from his tightened sleeves.

He just remembered that he hasn't returned her fan yet.

The white jade fan fell and cracked, and after he asked someone to repair it, he never returned it to her. He had thought before that he should return the fan to her sometime.

But he always hesitated, he didn't quite understand at that time, but now he understands somewhat.

He looked at the two of them, and pulled his lower lip lightly, a little confused, why did the people who talked and laughed with Gong Jidao during the day hold hands with Zhou Yan at night?

Although Zhou Yan is very dissolute, but in his bones, he is looking for something, and he can only be this person.

But she obviously wasn't like that.

Zhou Yan was in the chess game and couldn't see clearly, but he could clearly see the expression on her face.

When she glanced at Zhou Yan from time to time, her eyes were only faint, a little sly, and she couldn't see any affection, but when Zhou Yan looked at her, she smiled very sweetly.

Suddenly, he wondered why.

Why can she deal with Gong Jidao and Zhou Yan like this, even if she has no affection, what is the reason for doing this?

But he doesn't understand her.

He didn't understand either, but the only thing he understood now was that he had already had feelings for this girl, so he didn't return the white jade fan for a long time.

He just felt that if he returned the white jade fan, he would not have any excuse to go to her, and there would be no interaction between them.

He couldn't help but wryly smiled, and looked up at the full moon in the sky, holding the handle of the white jade fan in his hand, glistening white jade, bright and bright moon.

But he—alone.