Chapter 32: Who Wins the Jackpot?

"If Your Majesty becomes more angry for a while, there is really no room for recovery."

Xiao Ruoqing turned his head and looked stubborn, "Why do you want to admit what this palace hasn't done?" ”

Cui Concubine smiled and didn't speak.

Heh, Xiao Ruoqing, you should cry in a while.

Chu Yu's cold gaze swept over, stared at Xiao Ruoqing's stubborn little face for a few seconds, and then got up, "Empress, come out with me." ”

Regardless of whether she followed or not, she strode out.

Cui Concubine gloated and smiled, "Oh, Niangniang, the emperor called you, there must be something very important to tell you, you should hurry over." ”

She deliberately accentuated the three words "very important", revealing a strong irony between the lines.

Xiao Ruoqing was stunned for two seconds before he reacted and caught up with Chu Yu's footsteps.

After that, they entered the side hall of Mingnian Palace, and as soon as they stepped here, the door behind them was closed by the palace people.

Xiao Ruoqing turned around and looked at Chu Yu with a deep face in puzzlement, "What does the emperor mean by this?" ”

Chu Yu didn't answer her words, just approached her step by step, and finally imprisoned her between himself and the wall.

"Xiao Ruoqing, do you think you can do whatever you want in this harem?"

In the gentle posture and voice of a lover, there is a strong aura of danger.

"Your Majesty, did you believe the words of that little palace maid?" The corners of Xiao Ruoqing's mouth opened a mocking arc.

"So what, no what? In the past few years, have you used fewer small means behind your back? She could hear that Chu Yu's tone was already tinged with anger.

She wanted to look into his eyes, but she really didn't dare at this time, so she could only look at the man's angular outline and side face, high in the middle with an obvious undeniable beak.

Xiao Ruoqing's heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

The man smiled and stepped back.

Just when she thought she was about to get out of this low-pressure atmosphere, her neck suddenly tightened.

She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

Chu Yu's gaze seemed to be a little ruthless, revealing a bloodthirsty look.

"Do you think that your father is the prime minister, so I don't dare to touch you, and I want to rely on you everywhere?"

She wanted to speak, but his increasing force did not allow her to move.

For a time, resentment, sadness, grievances, and all kinds of complicated emotions alternated in her heart.

Why, why do you always misunderstand her like this, why are you all so self-righteous?

The moment Xiao Ruoqing raised his head, the teardrop finally fell.

It landed on the back of his hand, fainting a faint trace.

Chu Yu's heart moved slightly, but he turned a deaf ear, and he was even more irritable, and he exerted himself again.

Xiao Ruoqing exhaled softly, he was trying hard, and he was about to crush her.

She lifted a face with teary eyes.

In front of him, she was already embarrassed.

Her reddish eyes actually made his heart extremely uncomfortable.

She slowly closed her eyes, and just when she thought that she would really die at his hands like this, he suddenly shook her off and strode away, leaving only a back for her.

Xiao Ruoqing's hands touched his neck with some trembling, and there seemed to be the hot temperature of a man's palm.

She smirked, she should have known, he wouldn't believe her.