Because of her eagerness, Rong Yin's heart surged up again, and when she pinched her wrist, she couldn't control her strength, leaving a circle of red marks.

Su Yu couldn't help but snort, glaring at him with disgust, obviously with resentful words, but still lazy and charming when they came out of her mouth:

"Your Majesty, you are underestimating others too much~"

"It's a demon anyway, how can you let a mere poison kill you? That's too embarrassing~"

When Rong Yin heard this, his facial expression was still stiff, obviously not relaxed.

Seeing this, Su Yu stuffed a sweet grape into his mouth again.

Sweetness spreads.

Rong Yin was relieved and thought: This fox spirit is going to plague for thousands of years.

But Prime Minister Jiang is indeed too noisy.

The man's brows were slightly twisted, which showed the dryness in his heart, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he faintly swept the scenery outside the window, and the original idea of dropping things also faded at that moment.

He didn't want Ah Yan to recall him, all that was left was murderous and tantrums.

But—

Prime Minister Jiang, you still have to clean it up.

If it weren't for the desire to escape before he died, he might have deceived him for the rest of his life.

If his Ah Yan was mortal in the flesh, wouldn't he have ...... a long time ago

Rong Yin hurriedly retracted his thoughts and stopped thinking about it, with a surging wave in his eyes, and the guards around him couldn't help but tremble when he heard the cold voice.

"It's still Ling Chi, it's more suitable for him."

After hearing this, the eunuchs serving around them immediately understood, and took the initiative to get up and go to pass the word, also in order to escape quickly, after all, Your Majesty's appearance is really terrifying.

After Rong Yin finished venting, he finally felt a little more comfortable, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, and then he suddenly realized something, his body stiffened, and he quickly turned his head to look at Su Yan.

is no longer the bloodthirsty indifference of the past, but a little nervous and afraid.

The man lowered his eyes, his clenched fists were released, his knuckles were white, and he was a little afraid to look at Su Yan's expression.

He's not bad.

Ah Yan will not be afraid of him.

In the time when he was thinking wildly, Su Yu had already gotten up and slowly approached him, and the swirling green silk fell on the side of his cheek.

Itchy.

Rong Yin was also stunned, and when he came back to his senses, Su Yan's dragonfly-like kiss had already been withdrawn, if it weren't for the residual residual warmth on his cheeks, he would probably feel that he had a dream.

(This one hasn't been written yet, but it's too late,)