My Gentle Tyrant (50)

Fu Yue's words choked Chen Wan as if he had nothing to say.

As soon as he came to Gong Dou, he directly tore his face, Chen Wanru really hadn't seen it.

Although Yun Concubine and Jia Concubine in the palace are not compatible with her in private, they are all amiable on the surface, Chen Wanru has never seen Fu Yue's operation that does not follow the routine.

Fu Yue dragged her chin with one hand, her beautiful eyes were lifted lazily, and her thick black eyelashes pulled out a beautiful arc.

"This palace has never heard a word about you from Your Majesty, you don't have to make such a gesture in front of me to answer me, I don't eat this."

Chen Wanru: "You ......"

Fu Yue lazily fell back, as if she had no bones, she fell on the back of the chair, her arms propped up on the armrests, her palms supported her cheeks, and she looked Chen Wanru up and down a few times.

Sneered.

"What's more, I don't think Ji Rong will have anything to do with you."

"He wouldn't dare."

Nonsense, if he dares, she will kill him.

Chen Wanru's eyes widened in surprise, and her pink lips opened into an O-shape, as if she didn't expect Fu Yue to speak so amazingly.

"You actually dare to call Your Majesty's name, Qin Chu, you are presumptuous! Do you still have Your Majesty in your eyes? ”

Fu Yue lowered his head and continued to drink tea.

"What's wrong with calling him by name."

"I dare to scold him and beat him, do you dare?"

Fu Yue glanced at her with a smile, as if she was just a clown jumping off the beam.

Chen Wanru shook his head and muttered to himself.

"You're crazy, you're absolutely crazy......"

Qin Chu, this woman must be crazy, what is she talking about?

How could His Majesty be so indulgent to a woman? Still let her beat and scold?

"I think you're crazy."

At this time, a clear and low-magnetic male voice sounded, with a cold and emotionless tone, only a little displeasure.

Chen Wanru and Fu Yue looked in the direction of the door at the same time.

I saw Ji Rong walking in unhurriedly.

Ji Rong glanced at Chen Wanru coldly.

Where did this crazy woman come from, and she said that Chu Chu was crazy?

Where did the guts come from?

Ji Rong had already thought of dozens of ways to die for this woman in her mind.

He walked towards Fu Yue. Baixiao

A smile appeared on the pale Yin Owl's face, and his voice was a little soft, "Chu Chu, I have retreated." ”

In an instant, he changed from a fierce tiger to a well-behaved and clingy kitten.

Chen Wanru was dumbfounded.

Fu Yue hummed lazily, slightly disgusted by Ji Rong's clinginess, "Don't hold me, don't you see that there are still people here?" ”

Ji Rong: "......"

He turned his head to look at Chen Wanru, and said coldly: "Don't you want to go?" ”

The tone is undisguised disgust.

Chen Wanru had tears in her eyes, but she still ran away crying.

But today, Fu Yue was always in a bad mood, and even Ji Rong's temper began to be irritable, but he didn't dare to lose his temper with Fu Yue, so he was angry with the little eunuch.

In the end, Ji Rong finally figured out why Fu Yue was angry.

It was the lady who made her angry.

The beautiful emperor narrowed his narrow eyes slightly.

So that's it......

The next day.

After Fu Yue woke up, the maid told her very happily that His Majesty had left a gift for her before going to court, and that she would be happy to see it.

Fu Yue followed the maid out suspiciously.

Inside the main hall, I saw a square box with delicate packaging.

Fu Yue suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Open the box and take a look.

It's a head, it's not bloody, it's treated cleanly, and it's even painted with delicate makeup, but this scene is still unusually weird.

It's the head of the lady.

Fu Yue was taken aback: "...... Grass. ”

She didn't scream, but the maid next to her looked frightened, and she screamed.

Fu Yue's forehead was bruised.

Ji, Rong!

What kind of neuropathy is this????

How can you give a gift and a head?

Are you sure it's a surprise or not a fright?

The woman's beautiful face looked slightly hideous, and she gritted her teeth and said:

"Ji Rong, your uncle!"