Chapter 1175： My Gentle Tyrant (57)

Ji Rong paced slowly to the window, his long body was standing jade, with his hands behind him, his slender fingers unconsciously played with a jade finger on his thumb.

The king's appearance was very well born, the cold and cold moonlight set off the outline of the side face, like a picture, the moonlight was white, and it also reflected the gloomy sickness of his face.

I don't know what came to my mind.

Ji Rong frowned slightly, and then opened his lips and said: "Such a small thing, do it in a little bit, don't let the concubine know."

I don't know when Fu Yue has quietly walked behind Ji Rong.

"..."

She smiled, showing her white teeth.

Then he took out an inkstone larger than her face from under the sleeve.

Just took it on Ji Rong's table.

The few dark guards nearby looked at each other, then lowered their heads to pretend not to see them.

Did not remind Ji Rong what he meant.

Several secret guards raised their sleeves silently and wiped the sweat from their heads.

Your Majesty was over, and the imperial concubine was caught by the concubine.

He is dead.

Ji Rongzheng was puzzled when he didn't hear the secret guard's answer. He frowned and turned his head to yell at him. When he turned his head, he faced a dark and unidentified object and approached him.

Ji Rong wanted to hide subconsciously.

"Dare you try to hide!"

Sure enough, he stopped moving and closed his eyes resigningly.

That strength.

Ji Rong's forehead was smashed red.

"..."

Fu Yue clapped her hands, and took the slabs he was holding...Pooh, the inkstone, and throw it aside. The inkstone is clean and has not been used to polish the ink. She hasn't been so frenzied enough that Ji Rong's face is ink, after all, it's a hindrance to beauty.

"You are not allowed to kill. The innocent girls come into the palace and go out side by side one by one? Ji Rong, you really can think of it, should I praise you?"

Ji Rong lowered his eyelashes.

Talk back.

"It's not that I asked them to come into the palace. They were all sent by ministers and officials from all over the world. I didn't want the trouble, so I stuffed them in the harem, but you can rest assured, I never touched them. ."

This is enough to say, I almost stretched out three fingers to swear to the sky.

With that said, Ji Rong stretched out his hand to hold Fu Yue's sleeve. Seeing that she didn't break free, he tentatively glanced at Fu Yue's face before holding her hand.

"Chu Chu, don't worry, I won't deal with them all at once. I will come one by one and let them die one by one. I will never let others get hold of it."

Ji Rong blinked at Fu Yue, her beautiful peach eyes slightly innocent.

Fu Yue: "...Do I still have to praise you?"

You are awesome!

Ji Rong only got down after a hammer.

Quiet as a chicken.

"Those girls are also poor people, so why bother to make them...find some excuses to let them out of the palace."

Fu Yue pinched her eyebrows and made the final decision.

Ji Rong pursed her thin lips.

It seems unhappy.

Also, this person is simply a tyrant in this world, and life is nothing to him, and may be no different from a cat or puppy.

"So complicated……"

Fu Yue raised his hand again, and he was about to fight.

Ji Rong shut up immediately.

"Well, I can't kill them if I don't kill them."

Fu Yue had a headache.

She has a real headache.

Obviously she is a fallen god, how can it be made in the small world that Jun Heng is the one who was forced to fall.

See what he is doing!