Chapter 12: The Tyrant's Tender Queen (10)
Her pale face and her lips trembled, and her whole person looked as pitiful as a small flower in a rainstorm.
Chang Ruosheng's gaze was still cold, and his eyes covered with cold contained disgust that could not be ignored, "I warn you, next time it will be as simple as more than one hand!" If you dare to challenge my bottom line, I will destroy your feet and imprison you to death! ”
Still the same as when they first met, Chang Ruosheng pushed her and left without looking back.
At this moment, An Yang clearly felt that her beating heart was suddenly hurting as if countless knives had stabbed in, and the pain that pressed down on her body also made her eyes welled up with tears.
This is the residual emotion of Yuan Chengcheng, all the single-mindedness, in the end in exchange for nothing more than ruthless trampling.
[System: Woo woo, it's terrible, don't you care about the host......]
An Yang leaned against the wall, and finally managed to control his emotions and not let the tears flow.
[Anyang: It doesn't matter, it's not that it can't be recovered. 】
[System: How can you say such a thing so calmly, woo woo, I'm terrified. 】
[Anyang: Don't talk nonsense, let my wrist recover temporarily. 】
Seeing that she was holding up her emotions, the system responded cryingly.
At this time, the cold moon hung in the sky, the light around the middle palace was dim, and the paper lanterns swaying in it were like the eyes of a beast dormant in the dark night, flickering and dark with a little weirdness.
In the footsteps of the rustling back to the palace, Chang Ruosheng's face was ugly, and the tyranny in his heart was like a boiling oil pot, constantly rolling in his heart.
Damn Yuan Allure! Why could she come back with a nonchalant face!
"Bang!"
Defenseless, a smack hit the back of the head.
Chang Ruosheng's eyes darkened, and he hugged the earth directly.
The system was so frightened by An Yang's actions that he couldn't help but swallow dry foam, and said cautiously: [He, you......]
"Bastard," An Yang ignored it, directly rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward and kicked Chang Ruosheng violently, "Miss Ben has put up with you for a long time!" Scumbag! Abandon your wife and children, and dare to hurt me! Where is Miss Ben, not the Lord of the Stars Holding the Moon. ”
"Go to your place, suffer from these bags!"
Before the last kick over, An Yang raised his hair in a dashing manner and hummed: "One day, Miss Ben will let you ask for nothing!" Regret what you did today! ”
"System, let's go!"
The system was accustomed to Anyang's calm and indifferent appearance, and was really taken aback. Peeking at Chang Ruosheng's face that was kicked into a pig's head, he let out two sighs from the bottom of his heart, and hurriedly chased after Anyang's side.
In the middle of the night, the emperor and queen were attacked, one was beaten with a hidden stick, and the other was broken wrist, which directly became a sharp blade hanging on the neck of the palace guards.
In the early morning of the second day, in the Zichen Hall of the emperor's dormitory, Chang Ruosheng's angry voice continued to come like surging waves.
The sound of wailing and begging for mercy came and went, and the occasional sound of heavy objects falling to the ground seemed to have smashed a lot of things.
"Concubine Niangniang, Your Majesty is angry, why don't we go back first."
"There is really no need to touch this mold at this time," Yin Changle curled his red lips, his gaze stayed on the window edge of Zichen Palace, and he didn't say anything about leaving or staying.
The palace maid who was supporting her didn't know what to do for a while. After hesitating, he heard Chang Ruosheng's angry voice coming from inside again.
"What?! Tell me again! ”