Chapter 1646

At the risk of disrespect, he looked up at the young emperor.

The emperor's noble and awe inspiring eyebrows and eyes, dark and arrogant eyes

A purple brocade robe is worn on the body strictly and neatly. The green phoenix in the sleeve is lifelike and wants to fly.

Indifference, luxury and superiority.

That's

Emperor.

Just a glance, but it made Liu Jing tremble all over. Her body subconsciously began to get cold, and she almost lowered her eyebrows and eyes.

Liu Jing bit her lip, suppressed the depression of boredom and panic, leaned lower, pasted it on the cold Obsidian slab, and opened her mouth tremblingly, "slave asked herself, treat your majesty wholeheartedly. Why did your majesty abandon the slave?"

"Oh..."

"So," ran Bai hooked her lips. She leaned over slightly and looked at the lower man with a low head on the floor. She smiled wildly, like a witch, and the evil sycophant looked down: "are you questioning me?"

In the low extravagant palace, the light and shadow are staggered and swaying, and there is no one around. This huge palace gives people a cold sense of depression.

The voice of the female emperor was particularly clear in the empty and luxurious palace, knocking on Liu Jing's eardrum word by word.

"Slave dare not." Liu Jing trembled fiercely, and absolutely dared not admit the crime of disrespect.

To question an emperor, how dare he?

He couldn't believe it.

How could the female emperor, who was obedient to him before Ming Ming, become like a devil overnight.

Noble, strong, arrogant.

Like a real emperor.

Dyed white was lazy and sneered. She hung her eyes indifferently, loosened her collar and said in a light voice, "roll."

This time,

Liu Jing no longer dared to look up to see the face of the emperor, nor did she have time and mind to think about the changes of the young female emperor. She was just as white as paper and went out of the palace in a panic.

Feng Luo couldn't help hissing.

This man is also unlucky,

Directly hit the host in a bad mood.

If it had been before, maybe the host would have been interested in playing, but now——

Feng Luo looked at the woman with indifferent eyebrows under the lamp and left silently.

Liu Jing hurried back to her palace all the way, carrying her skirt and no longer worrying about her image.

Seeing this, the palace man was startled and hurried forward: "Liu Shijun, what's the matter with you?"

Liu Jing returned to her senses. Her confused brain gradually began to wake up. He bit his lip flap. How dare he tell what happened in the emperor's bedroom? So he said perfunctorily, "nothing."

The attendant didn't dare to ask more, but just lowered his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Shi, let me help you back to your room."

In his own bedroom,

Liu Jing immediately kicked out all the attendants. She just said that she was not feeling well and didn't want to be disturbed.

When everyone comes out,

Liu Jing was relieved and sat down on the soft couch.

The scenes in the Imperial Palace are replayed in Liu Jing's mind.

The dignified and arrogant eyebrows and eyes of the female emperor, the arrogance of the king in the world

Everything is so far away.

Contrary to the past, it can even be said that there are two extreme differences.

This is unrealistic.

Liu Jing bit her lip.

What the hell happened in the middle? Cause a person to change so much?

In March, Liu Jing didn't dare to claim that he knew all about ranbai, but he thought he knew most of the preferences of the female emperor.

Now, the Prime Minister of the current Dynasty has the power to rule the government and the opposition, and his family is arbitrary.

The female emperor who was forced to support was cowardly and had no independent opinion.

How could

So strong.

Liu Jing thought for a moment, took out the paper money, frowned calmly, and wrote down a few strokes on it.

Fold the paper and hide it on the sleeve. Liu Jing goes straight out of the palace.