Chapter 133 I'm just afraid of making you angry, your father beat me, but I didn't dare to fight back!
"The Mother knows."
Qing Wuyue gently touched the little guy's round head.
"Yiyi is the only little princess in the royal family, and she has not lacked any treasures since she was a child, so what the mother queen wants to give you is not these mundane things."
Qing Wuyue walked out of the imperial study with her in her arms, and walked as she went.
What?
As soon as she heard that it was not these things that the female tyrant gave her, Yan Yiyi was still rubbing in her arms, rubbing back and forth, and she couldn't rely on her intimacy.
Now, her head jerked up.
Stared at the female tyrant in front of him for a while.
Beauty is beautiful.
After all, she is the first beauty in Qingqiu!
But so it is
She's just a little polite, why are you really polite?
Even if she is pampered by Xiaowan, she has whatever she wants.
But is it better to have such a thing as gold and silver treasure, the more you want?
She's not too much!
Who said she wasn't lacking?!
She's obviously going to die of shortage, okay?!
Yan Yiyi stared at Qing Wuyue for a while, looked sideways, and saw her big tyrant father chasing him out of the imperial study, his face full of anger, a cold and handsome face, as if he wanted to eat people.
He chased after Qing Wuyue, his steps were like the wind, and his gloomy cold eyes gave her the illusion that the next moment, he could directly wave his palm towards Qing Wuyue.
Of course, when Yan Zheng looked up, he saw his daughter staring at him with a pair of big eyes.
One of his hearts sank to the bottom, and his heart that wanted to kill was instantly warmed by his daughter's eyes.
and his daughter's eyes were wide and small for a while: Girl, my father knows that you were coerced.
Well, if you're coerced, you blink.
As if understanding his words, Yan Yiyi blinked cooperatively.
thereupon
Yan Zheng waved his palm and struck at Qing Wuyue's back: "Qing Wuyue!" I see you're looking for death! ”
Two tyrants, evenly matched.
Although it is a man and a woman, there is no difference between high and low martial arts.
Feeling the danger approaching behind him, in fact, when Yan Zheng chased him out, Qing Wuyue knew that he would not give up, just squinted slightly, and quickly hugged Yan Yiyi to dodge and dodge Yan Zheng's fatal blow.
Seeing the two big people fighting, Yan An was so frightened that his head was about to fall to the ground, so he hurriedly came, knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Emperor, you can't fight, you can't fight!" ”
Yan Jin also frowned on the side: "Father"
Qing Wuyue came to Beiyan this time, and there were few people with her.
If you fight with Yan Zheng alone, I am afraid that it will be difficult to fight for ten days and ten nights.
But after all, it is someone else's territory, as long as Yan Zheng doesn't do too much, Qing Wuyue can also be generous and not worry about him for his deliberate trouble.
Of course, the girl has to let her hold it!
Yan Yiyi: ""
Belch?
The two tyrants fought for her, and it wasn't that she wanted to see it.
After all, Yan Yiyi just wants to ask for more treasures.
Look at her tyrant father, who has been dug up his ancestral grave.
Anyway, Qing Wuyue also put it bluntly, and she didn't plan to give her those things outside her body.
Yan Yiyi struggled in her arms, and she was about to return to Yan Zheng's arms.
Feeling her struggle, Qing Wuyue pressed Yan Yiyi's little head: "I'm just afraid of making you angry, your father beat me, and I didn't dare to fight back!" ”
"The Mother! It's not a question of whether you're angry or not! Father, he's old! You can't make him angry, if he does, it's easy to die early! I can't watch my father die early! ”
Qing Wuyue: "What kind of crooked reasoning is this, little guy?