Chapter 1126： My Gentle Tyrant (8)

Fu Yue stared directly at Ji Rong's waist.

He wore a black dragon robe with golden dragon patterns hovering around the corners of his clothes. It was exquisite and luxurious. The robe was **** with a buckle belt. The jade buckle knot was fastened by the belt. Waist... slightly thinner.

But it's not thin, it makes people want to hug.

Fu Yue coughed slightly, and silently waved away the thoughts in his head.

What do you think...

It made her look pretty.

Fu Yue raised her eyes calmly and glanced at Ji Rong, and found that the other party was staring straight at her, and her expression was a little weird.

I don't know if it is her illusion.

...The corners of this man's mouth seemed to twitch.

Where did the palace eunuchs nearby have seen such a battle? When they heard Fu Yue say "Your waist is very thin" to their Majesty, their heads dropped even lower.

It's over, it's over.

No one has ever dared to say such presumptuous words before His Majesty, this beauty who has just entered the palace is afraid that it will be gone.

Maybe they would all be angered, and then be chopped off by the furious majesty.

The palace people waited for a long time and didn't wait for the moody Majesty to speak, nor did he see him angry.

? ? ? Your Majesty, what's wrong with this?

Ji Rong was not angry.

Obviously this woman's words could be regarded as offending, but he was only a little weird in his heart when he heard it, but he didn't even want to kill her.

Fu Yue took the initiative to speak, she blessed her body, and said: "Your Majesty, forgive the sins, the courtier...the courtier's concubine made a mistake."

"Ok."

The man's voice was faint, and he couldn't hear any joy or anger.

Ji Rong touched the jade finger on his thumb, and his thin lips lightly said: "The night is late, what are you going to do to the city wall?"

"Want to escape?"

These two words came out of his mouth, revealing a bit gloomy and dangerous in the plain.

Just like, if Fu Yue's answer makes him unsatisfied, he can take her life at will.

Think of the persona of this tyrant.

Fu Yue decided to explain: "No, there is no concubine, but only... I wandered out in the middle of the night and got lost."

Although this reason sounds stupid and nonsense.

But it is true.

Ji Rong faintly curled up her beautiful thin lips, and the fair and handsome face was a bit ironic.

"Do you think I would believe such nonsense? Another explanation."

Palace people: "..."

No, your Majesty, why are you still talking nonsense with this beauty? ? ?

Another explanation, this, this... it sounds like a small fight between lovers, not threatening at all, it looks like your majesty in normal days.

Not angry?

Did not kill?

...It's over, your majesty is crazy.

Fu Yue blinked and looked at Ji Rong.

Suddenly, her face collapsed, and her exquisite snow-white face was filled with misery and misery, as if she had suffered some great injustice, her small face turned white, and she bit her red lips and looked like weeping.

"Your Majesty, the concubines are wronged--"

This violent wave line, the end sound almost circling the beam for three days.

"……puff."

Ji Rong couldn't help but laughed, his body trembled with laughter, his slender fingers clenched his fists against his thin lips, he couldn't help but laugh, he almost burst into tears.

Why is this woman so funny.

The emperor's suppressed laughter gradually became presumptuous, and the palace people in the entire palace looked at each other, seeing the other's faces full of undisguised surprise.

Your Majesty actually laughed?

Still laughing so presumptuously.

It's not like a devil's mocking sneer when he kills in ordinary days.