She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Chapter 261 Green Tea Selfish Cousin 30

A hint of mockery flashed in Tan Yuan's eyes, and at this moment, his eyes looked more like a cunning fox.

"You don't think that the position of the national teacher is very attractive to me, do you?"

Yan Qizhao said ambiguously:

"Who knows, but for you, appearing in front of Cang Cang as the national teacher of Chen State and appearing in front of her as a wandering expert seem to sound completely different."

One looks like a new noble in the court, and the other looks like a homeless and sloppy man.

Tan Yuan's words hit Yan Qizhao's sore spot: "No matter who I am, I have my whole life to protect her."

Yan Qizhao gritted his teeth and said with a fake smile: "That's not necessarily true. Before I die, I will order you to be buried with me. Your life is a bit short."

"My life is too precious. I'm afraid Your Highness cannot afford to have me buried alive with you," Tan Yuan said shamelessly. "I advise Your Highness to think twice, lest you be reborn as an animal in the next life."

He was born with the ability to see through everything in the world. It seemed as if there was guidance in his heart. The feeling was very wonderful. He could predict the general direction of his life.

It was this kind of inexplicable guidance that led him to the Chen Kingdom Palace and became the imperial teacher, but since then this feeling has become weaker and weaker, as if he was waiting for something.

Until the moment I saw Shen Weicang, that strong feeling came over me again.

However, Tan Yuan still hasn't figured out what the connection is between Cang Cang and the guidance that asked him to extend Yan Qizhao's life, so he still attaches some importance to it and has no intention of really giving up Yan Qizhao.

Yan Qizhao sneered: "The Imperial Master is so arrogant, how come he can't even deal with Xie Wanheng?"

"What's the point of dealing with Xie Wanheng?" Tan Yuan said calmly.

"There is still Lan Zhinian in Yan State who has not shown up. If we solve the problem of Xie Wanheng, there is still Lan Zhinian. If we solve the problem of Lan Zhinian, there will still be Li Zhinian and Zhao Zhinian."

"Cang Cang likes to play, so it's not a bad idea to let her have some fun. What I want is for me to be the most important person in her heart."

Having said that, when Shen Weicang said he was going to marry Xie Wanheng, I'm afraid no one except the black snake knew how jealous and panicked he was.

However, no matter what he thought of, a smile and lust appeared on Tan Yuan's face again. What was Xie Wanheng? The fact that Cang Cang let him go to bed meant that she had him in her heart.

Even if they really get married, so what? Getting married can still help a widow.

Even if they don't get divorced or lose their husband, it doesn't matter. As long as Cang Cang is willing to accept him, he is willing to live an unknown and statusless life.

As Tan Yuan thought about it, the warmth of the hibiscus tent that day appeared in his mind again, and his cold jade-like face turned red quietly.

He was so distracted that he didn't come back to his senses until he felt a burning heat on the back of his hand. Looking down, he saw a large red spot on his cold white hand, still emitting heat.

He looked at Yan Qizhao with a gloomy face again, and the latter happened to throw the teacup on the table with a loud "thump".

"Your Highness has had a relapse or has he not recovered yet? He can't even hold a teacup steadily. You should go back to the palace to recuperate."

He took up the handkerchief and wiped the back of his hand without changing his expression. The red quickly spread from the back of his hand to his slender fingers. He seemed not to feel any pain and threw the handkerchief away casually: "I won't see you off."

Yan Qizhao stared at him coldly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes:

"I just gave you a little warning because I saw that you seemed to be hysterical. Otherwise, if others saw your ugly appearance with drooling mouth and squinting eyes, they would doubt the judgment of the Chen royal family in selecting people."

Tan Yuan curled his lips, and a gleam flashed in his fox eyes. Yan Qizhao subconsciously felt that he couldn't say anything good, and was about to interrupt him, but it was too late.

"It seems that Your Highness is really sick and confused. I am not ugly at all," he boasted calmly.

"Besides, Cang Cang likes me very much. He clung to me that day and didn't want to let go. There was nothing I could do."

He seemed to have accidentally pulled at his collar, revealing the red marks on his neck.

As a result, Yan Qizhao had no idea what it was, and said sarcastically: "How come you were bitten by mosquitoes in such a cold weather? It seems that even mosquitoes know that you are hateful."

After saying that, he looked at Tan Yuan as if he was a fool: "Why did you show me a mosquito bite?"

Even if he wanted to make people sick, he couldn't be so mean. Just seeing Tan Yuan's face made him feel sick. He even pulled his collar to let Yan Qizhao see his neck. Yan Qizhao felt like vomiting.

Tan Yuan: “…”

He felt powerless, as if he was showing off his gorgeous clothes to a blind man. He couldn't bear the resentment in his heart, so he pretended to be indifferent:

"Your Highness, you are joking. Where would the mosquitoes come from at this time?"

"I was too close to Cang Cang that time, and she couldn't help herself, so she pinched me again and again, leaving a mark. This spot on my neck was bitten by her."

In fact, there was no such thing as this time or that time, there was only that one time.

Moreover, Shen Weicang didn't touch his neck at all. His hands were focused on touching and pinching his chest and abdomen, and later he pinched his back.

However, these parts are very hidden, and Tan Yuan is not convenient to show off in front of his rival. The red marks on his neck were caused by pinching himself.

Yan Qizhao had a blank expression on his face: "I think you are really suffering from hysteria. I should have poured that cup of tea on your head to sober you up."

The sweetheart he met at the general's mansion that night was so delicate that he was worried about scaring her if he spoke a little loudly. How could he pinch Tan Yuan?

Thinking this in his heart, he said it directly: "How could a girl like Cang Cang who is so gentle hit someone and bite you? You are dreaming. Cang Cang loves cleanliness the most, so she is not afraid of getting sick if she bites you."

Tan Yuan: “…”

Is this guy a fool? He is seventeen years old and doesn’t know how these marks came about?

Although he had just learned that being affectionate with someone could leave traces, he still pretended to be sophisticated in front of his love rival and looked at Yan Qizhao mockingly:

"Don't you understand the meaning of the four words 'I can't help myself'?"

"Cang Cang bites me because he likes me," he said, looking at Yan Qizhao with a sympathetic expression.

"That's right. You may not have the chance to experience this kind of thing in your lifetime. Why should I talk to you about this?"

Yan Qizhao understood what he had heard. He was furious and raised his hand to pinch Tan Yuan's neck: "How dare you insult Cang Cang like this? You are seeking death!"

He had just recovered from a serious illness, and Tan Yuan easily blocked his arm. Their wrists collided, and Yan Qizhao felt an indescribable breath hitting his hand heavily.

It seemed that before Tan Yuan's hand actually hit his hand, an invisible and intangible force attacked him first, causing more damage than Tan Yuan's force.

He was already at a disadvantage due to his weak body, and for a moment he suspected that his wrist was broken.

But in front of Tan Yuan, Yan Qizhao would not show any abnormal expression even if his hand was really broken. He gritted his teeth and endured it, staring at Tan Yuan fiercely:

"If you dare insult her like this again, I will pull out your tongue immediately. You don't have to wait until I die to be buried with me. Go to hell now!"

Tan Yuan also sensed that aura. Ever since he and Cang Cang fell in love, it seemed that this aura would appear from time to time, and even he himself could not figure out what was going on.

He chuckled: "Cang Cang likes me, why can't I tell you, and why should I take care of your feelings?"

"you......"

Yan Qizhao was so angry that he wanted to attack again. As soon as he stood up, Tan Yuan stretched out his arms across his chest with a cold face, and then looked at him very seriously. He didn't know what he saw, and he frowned slightly.

"Mysterious."