Male God, a Little Su

Su Zhe took Su Yan back, but in the end, he was not willing to do the family law, so he could only put her back.

Su Rou was entangled by Su Jiahe and a group of radishes at home for several days before she took time.

Just as he was about to go out to see Yan Fengmian, he heard someone coming to report.

"Miss, the seventh prince has come down."

"Yan Nanchao?" Su Yan nestled in the chair, with one leg bent and stepped aside, holding the handkerchief in her hand to wipe her machete. "What is he doing?"

She sneered, her eyes full of disdain.

It was probably because the machete was stained with too much blood. After wiping it clean, the color became darker and darker, as if a mass of extremely thick blood had gathered.

Lvzhi shuddered, only to think that her own young lady was beautiful, but she was so suffocating that people dared not look directly at her.

"Seventh, His Royal Highness said that he is coming to see you? At this time, you have already come to Xuanyuan Pavilion."

"Tsk—"

Su Yan threw the knife into Lvzhi's arms, which shocked her, she quickly held the knife and watched Su Yan strode out.

She was chasing after her with a sad face, "Miss, where are you going? His Highness will be here soon..."

"Then tell him I'm not here and let him go back to where he came from!"

Su Yan sneered, no matter if Yan Nanchao really liked her, or if she saw the rise of the Su family, she still wanted to continue to use her.

I'm sorry, she doesn't accompany her anymore!

"But Miss, hey—"

Lvzhi chased after him, watching Su Yan lightly tap on his toes, and lightly climbed up the courtyard wall, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"This……"

How can this be done!

Lvzhi was holding the machete, and the cold touch made her tremble, knowing that Su Ro was bringing this knife into battle to kill the enemy.

I don't know how many lives were lost.

"What about your eldest lady?"

Yan Nanchao refused Su Zhe's request to accompany him, and only asked the housekeeper to accompany him.

At this time, his brows were slightly raised, and he was looking at Green Bamboo.

"Is this her knife?"

He stepped forward in a good mood and reached out to touch it.

Lvzhu couldn't help but take two steps back, lowered his head and said, "Seventh Highness, our young lady, doesn't like others touching her knife..."

other people?

Yan Nanchao laughed at himself and withdrew his hand, "What about her? Where did she go?"

After recognizing his own heart and admitting that he regretted it, he fell in love with Su Yan.

The result was not as unacceptable as Yan Nanchao imagined. He smiled so handsomely, as long as he thought that he could tell Su Yan about it himself, he felt excited.

In the terrified eyes of the butler.

Green Bamboo said hesitantly, "Miss, she's not here..."

Almost instantly, all the joy and excitement faded from Yan Nanchao's heart like a tide.

Only full of icy cold.

He took a deep breath and clenched his fists, "But she doesn't want to see me? Please tell me, just say I'm here to apologize and ask her to see me."

Yan Nanchao bowed his head slightly and voluntarily lowered his attitude.

Unfortunately, from the heart, no one in the Su family would welcome Yan Nanchao.

It's also a pity that he still has the face to take the initiative to come to the door!

If it wasn't for their eldest young lady's success, the Su family would have been hurt badly by him!

"Seven, Seventh Highness..." Lvzhu was about to cry, she looked at the housekeeper anxiously, "What this servant said is true, if you don't believe me, go in and have a look, Miss, she is really not here!"

Yan Nanchao stared at Lu Zhu's expression, and could see the fear and helplessness in her eyes.

Only there was no panic.

She really isn't there—