Chapter 892: Slapping Elizabeth in the Face (4)
t "Auntie."
Elizabeth greeted her surrounded by the servants and kissed each other, and the two looked very intimate.
Qianli instantly understood-
The godmother was supposed to be the rescuer Elizabeth called back?
She looked up at Emperor Yetong, and Sakura pursed her lips, "What now?" β
"Huh?"
When Emperor Ye Pupil heard this, there was a hint of cold in his golden pupil, "What should I do?" β
"Your current mother and fiancΓ©e are here."
"They're worthy?"
The cold aura on Emperor Yetong's body was even worse, and the slaughter in the depths of his pupils was like February frost.
Ruthless and resolute.
Qianli felt the breath on his body and couldn't help but be shocked.
It is undeniable that Emperor Night Hitomi is a person who can get angry easily, but it is the first time that his whole body is filled with an extremely murderous aura like today.
He wanted to kill his godmother and Elizabeth.
And the only person who came up with this idea in him was himself.
A touch of emotion flashed in Qianli's heart, she lowered her eyelashes, and said softly, "They are indeed unworthy, but you don't need to do anything to them, after all, they are only doing this for you." β
She didn't want to break the original plan of the Emperor Night Hitomi because of her own reasons.
However.
The murderous aura on Emperor Yetong's body did not attenuate at all, but became more intense.
"They hit you."
As he said this, he held the handrail in front of the window with more force, as if he was enduring some powerful anger.
The atmosphere in the room was oppressive.
He will never forget the scene in the video -
The most beloved woman was actually slapped twice by someone.
Seeing that he was angry, Qianli's heart was filled with sweetness, but he pulled his sleeve again, for fear that he would burst the armrest.
If you accidentally hurt your hand, it's not good.
So he said, "Hey, the furniture didn't make you angry, why did you take it out?" β
As soon as the words fell.
There was a maid's knock on the door outside, "Young Master, Godmother is in the hall now, and I want to invite you down for a cup of tea." β
Drink tea?
That's a nice excuse.
If you refuse, your godmother might come up and find someone herself.
But I didn't want to see them.
I thought about it.
Qianli shrugged and pushed Emperor Yetong's arm, "Okay, you can go down and drink tea alone." β
"Am I alone?"
Emperor Night Hitomi was obviously dissatisfied with these four words.
He walked over and stared down at the blue eyes of the thousand glass mist, "I don't like a person, you are with me." β
"Together?"
"Yes."
ββ¦β¦β
Qianli laughed twice and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to control the ...... of beating them."
This is an obvious joke.
But there was a touch of approval in the deep pupils of the emperor's eyes, and he nodded and said, "Yes, you don't need to keep your hand." β
That's fine???
Qianli blinked in surprise, "What about your father?" β
"I have my own way."
ββ¦β¦β
"From now on, you don't have to worry about any face for the two of them."
He rubbed her blonde hair.
Chiri looked up and looked at his face again.
Those amber-like golden pupils are domineering and domineering, with strong self-confidence.
What is the solution?
I have to say.
Chiri was piqued with curiosity.
β¦β¦
Downstairs.
Dozens of crystal chandeliers shine brightly.
Elizabeth sat on the sofa, her tone full of grievances, "Auntie, that woman is too much. β
"What's wrong?"
"I didn't bother her, but she dominated my brother every day, and as a result, Brother Night Pupil didn't want to look at me now."