Yun Chu originally didn't plan to be tough with Rong Sui, but the moment she found out that the other party was the main god demon, she changed her mind.

No matter how horizontal it is, it is also her little devil.

First of all, to frustrate his spirit, this palace is not his own.

On the other side, Rong Sui's gaze was dim.

The chess pieces are out of control, no matter who they are, obliterate.

Without a queen mother, for Rong Sui, it is not painful.

He had a thousand ways to make her death plausible and flawless.

Rong Sui was still brewing, and Yun Chu had already slowly lifted the quilt and sat up.

Outside.

Rong Sui raised his eyes slightly, and a white and delicate little hand broke into his sight.

The veil was lifted, and the beautiful green silk was the first to steal people's attention.

The girl had just recovered from a serious illness, and her face was a little pale.

But this does not affect the appearance, but adds a touch of weak beauty.

The color of the lip flap is pale and small, so small that it can be completely covered by one finger.

Those eyes seemed to be covered with fog, confused and stunned.

The body is extraordinarily petite, the thin quilt slides down, and the girl's exposed waist is extraordinarily slender, so fragile that it seems to be cut off with one hand.

At a distance of three meters, the other party was so weak that it seemed to fall down as if the wind was blowing.

When I see the appearance of pity, it is easy to arouse people's desire to protect.

Take her into your arms and press her to yourself, eager to become one.

Yun Chu didn't know what he was like in the eyes of outsiders.

But with the bonus of 'I see pity', I guess she doesn't want to know the result.

Rong Sui didn't move, his gaze swept over Yun Chu's face, and then he drooped.

The cold aura did not diminish in the slightest, and there was no fluctuation in the mood on the stunning face.

Yun Chu simply got out of bed, and his white and tender little hands hooked a white fox fur and draped it on his body.

The delicate little face was wrapped in fur, and the misty eyes looked at Rong Sui.

The man's fingertips paused.

Yun Chu spoke directly: "There is only one thing in the mourning family. ”

Rong Suimei's eyes narrowed slightly, the light of her eyes was dim and unclear, and she waited for the following.

"Feng Xiao is handed over to the mourning family to cultivate, so you don't have to trouble Taifu." fantasy

Yun Chu spoke.

The first step is to get Feng Xiao's custody first, and leave the cultivation plan for the next step.

The man's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his head deviated in an imperceptible arc.

Is she sharing the burden for Taifu?

Reason?

Filial piety?

Or did you control Feng Xiao's mind?

If it was the latter, he would feel that the Queen Mother was extremely stupid.

Rong Sui lifted his eyelids, and the temperature at the bottom of his eyes was still as cold as ice.

"Don't forget the Queen Mother, you don't have the capital to negotiate terms with your ministers."

The maximum grace is that until now, he has only murderous intentions and has never done anything.

He brushed his sleeves and turned around, his voice indifferent and cold: "Tomorrow morning, the Queen Mother must not forget the hour." ”

Yun Chu: "......"

"If Lord Rong doesn't agree for a day, the mourning family will be bedridden for a day."

Yun Chu turned around and sat back on the bed with a heavy face.

Be a scoundrel, and she will too.

Master Rong, who was dressed in black, stiffened slightly.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, frost rose everywhere, and the temperature around the body was terrifyingly cold.

Yun Chu didn't see clearly when the other party turned around, and when he rushed towards her.

I felt a wisp of cold wind blowing on my face, green silk brushing my cheeks, and there was a thin and slender finger on the back of my neck.

The man was condescending, his fingers grabbing her throat.

Beautiful eyes, like snowflakes on a winter night.

Yun Chu raised his eyes to meet Rong Sui's gaze with great calmness.

Even if the force in his throat was completely deadly, he came to kill her.

At this time, in Rong Sui's eyes, the misty eyes of the woman under his hand were even more moist.

An abnormal red color began to spread in her eye sockets.

At that moment, for some reason, he suddenly panicked.

There has always been a voice in his heart telling him that if he continues, he will regret it for the rest of his life.