Female Protagonist and Second Male Lead HE

This was the first time Sima Jiao heard such words in his life. After leaving Liao Tingyan's carriage, he couldn't help laughing.

With a ridiculous smile, he lowered his face again, frowning and his expression gradually becoming gloomy.

Suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed his temple hard, Sima Jiao's face showed obvious pain and irritability.

The general manager who was going to meet him saw him like this, and immediately stopped. He backed silently and did not dare to come closer. The other two eunuchs who followed him also hung their heads shaking and waiting with bated breath. When Sima Jiao put down his hands and became expressionless, the general manager bit his head, bent his waist almost to the ground, and asked carefully:

"Your Majesty, is it uncomfortable again?"

Sima Jiao did not speak, but still wrinkled his eyebrows, a little bloodshot in his eyes. His gaze swept over the people around him slowly, and then raised a hand and pointed at the two eunuchs behind the general manager. The two eunuchs suddenly shook like leaves in the cold wind, but did not dare to make other movements. After a while, Sima Jiao put down his hand again and got into the carriage. The two eunuchs only breathed a sigh of relief, as if they lost strength in an instant, and fell to the ground with a thump.

The manager glanced at the two of them, and shouted in a low voice, "If you have recovered a little life, don't hurry down."

The two of them crawled off the ground, with the joy of the rest of their lives in their hearts. Your Majesty wants to kill every time he feels irritable and has a headache. If someone provokes him at this time, it is definitely a dead end. If no one provokes him, whoever is in front of him at this time will be unlucky. Today, the two of them are indeed lucky. If you change the past, your Majesty will come over and say a killing word, and they will explain their two lives.

On this day, Liao Tingyan did not see Changyou. When the convoy stopped midway to rest, she also took a look inside the convoy and found no trace of Changyou. It was not until the next day that she saw Changyou appear again, and she was relieved. I thought that the **** who was boldly talking nonsense was punished by the director because he said that to him.

However, there seems to be something wrong. Liao Tingyan looked at him carefully, and found that Chang's right face was paler than before, with a little redness at the end of his eyes, bloodshot eyes at the corners of his eyes, and slightly raised green veins on the same pale hands.

Maybe he was indeed punished. After all, as an **** who served people, he dared to say those things. Once he was known, he would inevitably be punished. Someone outside the carriage might be listening when they were talking earlier. The more Liao Tingyan thought about it, the more serious the situation became, and she regretted it. She was still used to it, and she didn't realize that she had entered the most sinister court instance.

"Eating a ditch and gaining a wisdom, you must remember it in the future." Liao Tingyan said to Changyou, while guessing what punishment he was punished. Play board? Was it spanked or back? I can’t get a needle like Mother Rong.

Sima Jiao: "..." Why can't she understand what she is talking about?

Liao Tingyan said, "Forget it, you don't need to wait for you today, just sit there and rest."

Sima Jiao instantly understood what she had misunderstood, loosened her slightly twisted eyebrows, and even smiled, "The girl sees that the slave is unwell?"

This is really a new experience. In the past, when he appeared like this, everyone around him would only show a look of fear, thinking that he would kill someone in the next moment - although it was true.

Liao Tingyan did not answer, and handed him a cushion, "Sit on the cushion." Seeing his sitting posture so improperly, he might have been hit on the hip.

Sima Jiao sat lazily, and was almost out of interest in acting. But seeing Liao Tingyan's appearance, he suddenly felt that it would be okay to pretend for a few more days, so he took the cushion and sat upright.

The cushion was leaned by Liao Tingyan for a few days, and it seemed to be stained with the smell of her body.

During the time on the road, Liao Tingyan spent most of the time in the carriage. No one chatted with her except for the long right person. After a long time, Liao Tingyan and this young **** became familiar. She occasionally felt that this long right was a little strange, and sometimes some of the tone and behavior made her feel inexplicably contrary to her, but in the end she attributed it to another reason. Because Changyou is a man who has been cleansed seriously, Liao Tingyan has never been in contact with this group before, and secretly guessed that it might indeed be a little different from ordinary people.

And compared to Chang You, a passerby who was not named in the original work, the closer he was to Luo Jing, the more worried Liao Tingyan would be about what to do after seeing Sima Jiao, and he didn't put much effort on Chang You.

In the period when the heroine and Sima Jiao met in the original book, the heroine would still cry in sympathy when he saw a beggar, and would desperately stop it when he saw the murder, and would be aggrieved because other people did not like her. Am I doing something wrong? The typical early heroine setting! If Sima Jiao likes this tune, is she going to test her acting skills?

Too bad, she has no acting skills at all. I can only pray that Sima Jiao has not been overwhelmed by the heroine's kindness at all. What I like is only her appearance. I really hope he is such a superficial man.

"We are almost at Luojing. The girl is so frowning, but is she afraid of seeing your Majesty?" Sima Jiao asked with a smile, but the smile on his face did not spread to his eyes.

Liao Tingyan has become accustomed to the long right mouth, and his Majesty is often short. He twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the city wall approaching outside the window, "I'm just thinking, I hope your majesty can at least like my face. ."

Sima Jiao let out a cry, and said: "Your Majesty will definitely like you, can the girl trust me?"

Liao Tingyan: He just doesn't want to kill me. If he really wants to be liked by him, it seems a bit miserable.

Seeing that she was not speaking, Sima Jiao tilted her head and said, "The girl doesn't believe it?"

Liao Tingyan: "Didn't you say that you rarely see your Majesty? How can you be so sure? Who gives you the confidence, my face?"

Sima Jiao: "Puff ha ha ha ha!"

As the capital of a country, Luo Jing is far from comparable to the countryside under the river. Just seeing the towering city gate, Liao Tingyan couldn't help but wonder. In her own time and space, she has visited the old sites of several dynasties' legacy, even if the rest of the world relies on all kinds of imagination to restore the effect, it is not as good as everything she has seen at the moment.

Such a heavy and towering city wall is so high that it almost sets off the underground crowds like ants. The crowds coming in and out of the wide city gates are endless. Three official roads enter the city in parallel, and the noise of the city can be heard from far away.

The group of them walked directly into the city through the middle gate, and just passed through the gate. Liao Tingyan felt that it took a long time, showing the thickness of the city wall. When he entered the city, the curtains could not be opened at will. Liao Tingyan could only sit in the carriage and listen to the various noises outside. They seemed to be crossing the bustling street. After walking for a long time, they finally became silent again, and the noise filled with the noise of the city gradually moved away. Liao Tingyan understood that they were about to enter the imperial city.

Almost half of Luojing, the capital of the country, belongs to the imperial palace. The multi-layered palace surrounds mountains and lakes, and builds various beautiful gardens. It is the most luxurious and enjoyable place in the world, and it is also the most dangerous and terrifying place. The owner of this huge palace is an out-and-out great devil.

Liao Tingyan was sent to an unknown palace, and the whole process was quiet like a dummy, letting the humble and respectful court ladies play with him, and when night fell, he obediently followed a few strange eunuchs to another place-it is said Tonight, His Majesty the Emperor will hold a banquet, and all the beauties in the harem will attend, including her who is new to the palace and has no place.

Touching her hungry belly, Liao Tingyan prayed silently, blessing Sima Jiao not to kill on the spot tonight, otherwise, what if she really can't eat anything and suffers from a stomach ailment.

The night wind had already begun to cool, and Liao Tingyan was surrounded by a group of palace people with their heads hanging down, walking across the long corridor and empty square full of lanterns. There are many people around her, but they are all silent. Everyone can hardly hear the footsteps in silence. When so many people come together, they create a horrible atmosphere where she is the only one who is still breathing. It can be seen in this palace. How depressing the atmosphere is on weekdays.

Liao Tingyan is now worried about another matter. Isn't this palace haunted? To be honest, the atmosphere is really scary now, she has goose bumps.

Also, isn't it said that all the beauties in the harem will attend this banquet? Why didn't you see other beauties along the way? All kinds of thoughts kept popping up in his mind, seeing the brightly lit temple in front of him.

Liao Tingyan took a deep breath and walked slowly into the hall. The threshold was too high, and the skirt prepared for her was too cumbersome. The skirt was too long. She almost fell in an instant, but fortunately, she was helped by the maid beside her. I lowered my head and saw that the ground was covered with expensive brocade cushions. I swept my eyes left and right, and found that there were all kinds of beauties sitting on both sides.

It doesn't make sense. With so many people in the temple, why is there no sound at all? If it weren't for the sight of some beauties looking at her, Liao Tingyan would have doubted whether these beauties were wax figures.

The atmosphere in the hall was very dignified and weird, and there was only boundless silence without hearing the Yingying and Yanyu. Liao Tingyan did not dare to look up, and stepped into the hall, standing steadily in the hall to salute the central bank.

"Concubine, daughter of the Liao family in Hexia, see your majesty."

Someone laughed softly at the top. The hall was empty and too quiet, so although the laughter was light, it seemed to echo in the hall, making it clear.

"stand up."

Liao Tingyan's heart beat a drum, and said in his heart how this sound seemed like... She controlled her facial expressions, slowly raised her head, and quickly glanced at Emperor Sima Jiao on the highest platform. Then she couldn't help but let out a burst of screams in her heart, followed by a quality triple.

Why is the big devil of the grass long right! How could Changyou be Sima Jiao! Is there such a big difference in temperament after changing clothes?

It is true that Sima Jiao has a disease in his brain, so he is so interested in pretending to be an **** to tease her? Does he have a good time running to her carriage and serving her every day? ! She still underestimated his condition!

Liao Tingyan smiled slightly at the handsome face of the Great Demon King, calmed down a little, and suddenly a strange thought came up in his heart-these days are really hard work, this murderous pervert, how can he hold back not going crazy for so long ? He even pretended to be like a normal person in front of her!

Then, at the moment when the passer-by who was waiting next to him suddenly became the second man in neurosis, what expression should she put on? Liao Tingyan asked such painful questions in his heart.

No one could answer her, Sima Jiao sat on it and looked at her expectantly, not knowing what to expect.

Liao Tingyan didn't respond for a long time, and the look of expectation on Sima Jiao's face slowly diminished. He was expressionless and put down the wine glass in his hand with a click. Liao Tingyan seemed to hear a few beautiful women gasp in fear.

Isn't that going crazy? She did nothing!

Sima Jiao was a little annoyed and ordered a few cases, "What do you want to say to me?"

Liao Tingyan pinched her finger in her sleeve: So what do you want me to say to you?

She thought for a while, tried to substitute the original heroine's bitter lover, and finally bit her scalp and tremblingly said in a tone of pity as much as possible: "Your Majesty, your concubine is so miserable."

Sima Jiao performed on the spot and laughed to the table.

The big devil laughed enough, did not comment on her inferior acting skills, only extended a hand to Liao Tingyan: "Noble concubine, come alone."

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