Chapter 1125： My Gentle Tyrant (7)

When Fu Yue fell into her own thinking, she was led into the hall.

Glanced over.

It is the Yingying and Yanyan who are full of fat and thin swallows. There are all kinds of beauties.

Even Fu Yue couldn't help but want to blow a whistle.

The dog emperor Yanfu is not shallow!

It's just that these beauties are like little lambs, trembling with fright, and dare not make any noises, some even trembling slightly.

The man above the high position held his head with one hand, his head half-dangling, unable to see his face, but he looked like a very young person from a distance.

Was led to the center of the hall by the palace.

Fu Yue bowed his knees and saluted: "The courtier Qin Chu sees your majesty."

The emperor in the high position made no sound.

Fu Yue: "..."

She lowered her eyes at this time, and secretly scolded this man bloody.

suddenly.

There was a chuckle in the empty hall: "Professed to be wrong."

Fu Yue blinked: "...?"

She thought the voice was slightly familiar.

But I couldn't remember it for a while.

The sweet voice continued to say slowly: "Look up and look at me."

Fu Yue raised her head obediently.

What greeted the eyes was the face of a beautiful young man of prey, which was extremely familiar.

Pale face, red lips.

And those eyes that are as deep as the night sky.

The **** who had been with her the other day.

Fu Yue people were all stupid: "...!!!"

What's wrong with this person, is it fun to pretend to be an **** and deceive her? ? ?

When I thought about what I said to this person a few days ago, Fu Yue's face was blue and white, which was extremely exciting.

Ji Rong supported her chin and stared at her with interest, seeming to be extremely interested in her reaction.

"Concubine Ai seems surprised to see me?"

Fu Yue lowered her eyes: "Yes."

She answered one word and then she was speechless.

The extremely faint smile on Ji Rong's face completely disappeared. He stretched out his slender jade-like fingers and pressed the tabletop once and again, and he slightly rubbed the jade finger on his thumb.

"Why, is there nothing to tell me?"

The voice just fell.

It happened to be when the jade pull finger in his hand hit the tabletop.

The sound rang at the same time.

The surrounding beauties and the palace folks all knelt down, their heads low and their bodies became sieves.

Fu Yue knelt down when he saw the noise around him, and was also a little confused.

She tentatively said: "Or, your majesty, you forgot me?"

Ji Rong: "...why?"

What is the reason for this.

Fu Yue had a dead fish face: "Because I said too many stupid things in front of you."

Ji Rong actually laughed. Although the laughter was still low, no one had seen His Majesty smile so happily.

He suddenly stood up, walked around the table in front of him, and walked down in Fu Yue's direction step by step. The dark eyes were always staring at her, and he never left.

Ji Rong stood still in front of Fu Yue.

In this way, he really resembled the tyrannical king who was extremely handsome and ugly in the legend.

Suddenly Ji Rong stretched out his hand towards Fu Yue.

At this moment, a certain beauty sitting at the bottom did not believe that she overturned the cup in her hand. The sound was extremely harsh.

Anyway, Ji Rong's mood was much worse.

He looked at the source of the sound and, not surprisingly, saw a face that turned pale with fright.

The emperor waved casually.

"Hold it down."

Even before struggling and calling for help, there is no such thing as a beauty.

Ji Rong looked at Fu Yue who was stunned, and walked two steps in her direction, "What? What does Aifei want to say?"

Fu Yue looked at Ji Rong meaningfully.

As a result, because this person was walking, her eyes fell on his waist somehow.

I heard Ji Rong ask her again.

Fu Yue replied subconsciously: "I wonder if your waist is really thin."

Ji Rong's sullen expression froze.

"...?"