Chapter 42: The Tyrant's Fluffy Queen (40)

"Hmm," An Yang replied obediently, and slowly drank the potion one bite at a time.

The bitter decoction, Chang Ruosheng didn't wait for her to be coquettish, and even complained.

The person in front of him was quiet and terrifying, as if all he drank was tasteless water.

Chang Ruosheng fed slowly, and finally couldn't help but stop moving, "You don't like to drink medicine." ”

"Your Majesty said that if you don't like it, the concubine won't like it."

Chang Ruosheng's body stiffened, and she didn't understand why she suddenly said this.

raised his eyes in surprise, and met An Yang's calm and godless gaze. There is no half-wave in the eyes, without any emotion.

"Your Majesty, in the future, the concubines will be obedient and obedient, and they will never make Your Majesty angry again," An Yang grinned, and simply curled the corners of his mouth, looking hypocritical and ugly.

"Heh," Chang Ruosheng tilted his neck slightly, and all the tenderness in his eyebrows was replaced by gloom, "Yuan Chengcheng, what kind of tricks are you doing?!" ”

"Your Majesty, don't be angry," An Yang blinked aggrievedly, crossed his mouth and wrapped his hands around, "The concubine doesn't like to drink medicine at all, so Your Majesty don't be angry." ”

"Yuan Allure!"

Drinking loudly, Chang Ruosheng's eyes were cold and terrifying, but the person in front of him still didn't feel the same.

"The concubine is obedient, why is Your Majesty still angry."

Enigmatical!

Inexplicable words crossed his mind, and Chang Ruosheng stood up suddenly, and threw the medicine bowl in his hand to the ground.

The palace people who were waiting in the palace retreated in silence the moment he spoke.

"Yuan Chengcheng, you'd better get acquainted with me! I don't have time to ...... with you."

"Your Majesty, the concubine loves you very much."

An Yang hugged him, "Your Majesty, don't want to fall into the city, you are the only one in the city......"

From now on, you'll never want to hear that again!

On that rainy night, the ghostly curse of Yuan Chengcheng still resounded in his ears.

Chang Ruosheng's brain buzzed violently, he swallowed dry foam, and looked down at An Yang in disbelief.

He finally realized that something was wrong......

Anxiously pressed down An Yang's wrapped arm, and he half-squatted down to meet him.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

It was obviously an aggrieved and coquettish tone, but in her eyes, he didn't see his own reflection.

The empty eyes have lost their vitality.

Chang Ruosheng's heart was like falling into an ice cave.

"Where is Allure wrong, Allure can be changed."

In order to get Yuan Chengcheng, he used the most drastic and humiliating methods.

Fingers pinched Yuan Qingcheng's jaw hard, forcing those eyes to look at him.

"You're not Yuan Chengcheng, who are you?! You're not the Yuan Chengcheng I know! ”

After a moment of astonishment, his voice suddenly erupted into rage.

"Don't play tricks on me!"

"Your Majesty dislikes the concubines and doesn't serve them well?" An Yang came to such a sentence inexplicably, and his face leaned over.

A faint aroma of herbs overflowed from her lightly opened lips.

Realizing what she wanted to do, Chang Ruosheng instinctively hid back.

His eyes stared at her in astonishment, and his mind was buzzing, so that he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream for a while.

But An Yang didn't pay attention to his dodge, but leaned over again and pecked him lightly on the cheek.

"Doesn't Your Majesty like me taking the initiative? Didn't you say that you like the way I take the initiative? ”

She spoke shamelessly, where is there still half a point in the past.

A person who is so strange to the extreme that Chang Ruosheng can no longer speak.