novelaction Chapter 273 Everyone has their own agenda
Chapter 273 Everyone has their own agenda
In this magnificent building with carved beams and painted buildings, Su Ran was like a lazy nobleman, leisurely reclining on the spacious and luxurious chaise longue.
This chaise longue is made of extremely precious sandalwood, which is exquisitely carved with intricate and exquisite dragon patterns. Every line seems to be telling the story of the craftsman's superb skills and endless efforts.
What is even more eye-catching is that the chair is inlaid with sparkling and priceless gems. They sparkle brilliantly under the dim light, illuminating the entire room with colorful lights and highlighting the owner's extremely respected status.
Next to Su Ran's arm, a maid with a graceful figure and beautiful face was concentrating on peeling grapes for him.
The maid had long, shiny black hair, which was loosely tied into a bun. A few strands of hair fell around her white jade neck, adding a bit of charm to her.
She was wearing a light pink silk dress, the hem of which brushed the ground lightly and fluttered slightly with her movements, like a blooming lotus.
At this moment, her fair and slender fingers gently picked up a plump, round, translucent purple grape and carefully handed it to Su Ran's mouth. The movement was gentle and elegant, as if she was treating a rare treasure.
At this seemingly peaceful and pleasant moment, a subordinate hurried into the room.
He was dressed in a black suit, his expression respectful and nervous, his steps hurried but as light as possible, for fear of disturbing the honorable Pavilion Master.
He walked quickly to Su Ran, bowed, bent his body to 90 degrees, clasped his hands together, and reported in a trembling voice: "Pavilion Master, the son of the Li family sent someone to say..."
Su Ran's originally comfortable and relaxed expression disappeared in an instant. He raised his head slightly, and a hint of displeasure and majesty was revealed in his deep eyes.
Those eyes were like the stars in the cold night, cold and captivating, making people dare not look directly at them.
His thin lips pursed slightly, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. He asked in a deep voice, "What did they say? What are those two planning? How many of my men have been killed by him during this period? And he still has the nerve to make demands?"
There was obvious anger and dissatisfaction in his words. His voice was low and powerful, as if it had set off an invisible storm in the room. The atmosphere in the room became tense and depressing because of his emotions, making it seem like breathing was a little difficult.
The subordinate trembled with fear, his head lowered even lower, almost burying it in his chest. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his back was already drenched with sweat. He replied tremblingly, "He said... he wanted us to send someone to keep an eye on County Lady Fuxi, and to arrange for him to be a hero and rescue the beautiful woman."
Upon hearing this, Su Ran fell into deep thought.
His fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrests of the chair, making a dull and rhythmic sound, as if he was weighing the pros and cons of the matter.
His brows furrowed slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of cunning and deep thought. After a moment, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and he whispered, "Arrange it for him! But... I'll save this beauty, and I'll be the hero."
After saying this, he couldn't help but throw his head back and burst into laughter. His laughter was hearty and heroic, echoing in the room for a long time.
That laughter contained both full confidence in his own wisdom and anticipation and excitement for the upcoming "hero saving the beauty" scene.
It was as if a wonderful and interesting game was about to begin, and he was the most confident and capable manipulator in this game, with everything in his hands.
Outside the door, Fuqiu stood quietly. She was wearing a moon-white dress with a few strands of elegant blue and white flowers embroidered on the hem. A light blue ribbon was tied around her waist, which made her slender waist look even more graceful.
She originally came to bring tea to Su Ran. On the tea tray in her hand was a set of exquisite tea sets. The teapot and teacups were both made of fine porcelain. The pot was painted with exquisite landscape patterns. The teacups were as thin as cicada wings and had a warm luster in the sun.
However, she accidentally overheard the conversation between the two people in the house.
When she heard the words "County Master Fuxi", a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and that light contained complex and changeable emotions, including surprise, curiosity, and a hint of unspeakable calculation.
Fuqiu bit her lip lightly, a faint white stain appearing on it. She pondered inwardly: Arrange an assassination attempt on Princess Fuxi? Bravely rescue the beauty? It seemed like perhaps she could find some opportunity in this...
Then, she gently put down the tea tray in her hand, moving softly and slowly, for fear of making any sound.
Then she left quietly, her steps as light as a cat, as if she had never appeared here.
But she had secretly made up her mind to pay close attention to the development of the matter and not miss any details that might be beneficial to her. An invisible storm was quietly brewing in her heart.