The man looked down and saw a fair and delicate little face on his waist, which was very white, and the lips were bright red, and the beauty was amazing.

"Your Majesty......" the man said in a deep voice.

The little girl on her waist raised her little face, the tears were surprisingly obvious, her long eyelashes were wet with tears, her eyes were bright, like the stars in the sky, beautiful and powerful, "Huh? ”

The little girl hooked a tail note, and the slightly raised tail note was sweet and greasy, not like a tyrant.

Xie Mo suddenly lowered his head, only then did he realize.

The tyrant is petite, not tall, and the skin on his body is soft and white.

The clothes on her body seemed to be a little big, and you could even see one of her empty and exposed lotus arms, which was so white and greasy that it seemed to glow.

The man closed his eyes, his brain was dizzy, and an inexplicable sense of unreality suddenly appeared, and a sense of absurdity welled up in his heart.

It's incredible.

What were the tyrants of yesteryear like?

The man asked himself in his heart.

He couldn't remember.

The brain was slowly filled with this petite, incredibly soft tyrant, and he couldn't even remember what the former prince was.

It's just weird!

He lowered his head and asked in a calm voice, "Your Majesty, it's late at night, call the ministers, but what assassins are there?" ”

The night was thick, and the fire fold on the side flashed with a little bit of light, a little dim, shining on the man's handsome eyebrows, a little more calm, and his voice was low, like a mass of ink that could not be dissolved.

Shi Yan sniffed and said softly, "There are no assassins." ”

Xie Mo paused for a moment and continued to ask, "What about ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"I am a king, you are a minister."

Rare strength.

The man was stunned for a moment, instantly lowered his eyes, covered the darkness under his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Obey." ”

I can't hear joy or anger.

In the next second, the little girl tugged at his sleeve, her toes tapped, a little unhappy, "Don't you ask me why I'm crying?" ”

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Xie Mo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why is Your Majesty crying?" ”

"I'm angry with the queen." Shi Yan replied sincerely, her dark eyes were shining, she was delicate and slender, her head was tilted, revealing a slender neck, and her black hair was soft on her cheeks, looking fragile and gentle.

This is by no means a tyrant.

Although the tyrant looks feminine and his figure is not very tall, only that face, like a bright moon, like a dewdrop, a face is too beautiful, but he has a cruel and cold air all the year round, handsome and gloomy, this is the tyrant.

Murder without blood.

has a bright smile but can do the most ruthless thing in the world.

The person in front of him who looked like he had a tyrant's face was soft and glutinous.

What's more, the tyrant's eyes are cold all the year round, and he won't look at anyone, which is a kind of courage to look at the world.

Now this tyrant does not.

Her eyes are black and bright, as if they are adorned with stars in the sky, which is good-looking, but also a little more feminine.

Xie Mo sank his face, suspicious in his heart, but he couldn't startle the snake, he raised a smile, raised his eyebrows, and asked softly, "What does Your Majesty mean?" ”

The little girl didn't speak, she looked at him quietly with a pair of eyes, pursed the corners of her lips, and asked softly, "I told the queen that I am not a good person, but the queen is obsessed and insists on accompanying me, what does Aiqing think?" ”

Xie Mo paused, his raised brows sank instantly, and he looked back carefully.

If it weren't for Shi Yan's eyes not seeing a little provocation, he would almost have thought that the tyrant was deliberately provoking him by saying this.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^