"Are my words the wind in my ears?" The cold voice of the cold abyss sounded.

Leng Hanzhi's frightened pupils shrank suddenly.

Leng Hanyuan was surrounded by cold oppressive force, and Leng Hanzhi was so frightened that he let go of his hand violently.

Qingyu was so frightened that she hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Leng Hanzhi horizontally. "Your Majesty is angry! Your Majesty is angry!

subordinates, subordinates, and subordinates will send His Royal Highness Han Zhi back to the apse. ”

When the words fell, Qingyu had already hurriedly ran out.

Leng Hanzhi's forehead, who was held in her arms, was already overflowing with cold sweat, but she didn't know it.

At this moment, her eyes overflowed with disbelief, more hatred.

The tyrant actually lost his temper with her?

This is something that has never happened in a previous life or a life!

In his heart, isn't she his most precious daughter?!

You just drove her away?!

But after settling down a little, she felt that she was really too risky just now.

What a hurry!

What kind of person is the Tyrant of the Black Spirit Country?

Cold and ruthless, even in the previous life, she never dared to disobey a tyrant.

Maybe it was because she was too favored before, and Leng Hanzhi forgot that the tyrant of the Black Spirit Country was an existence that no one could disobey!

At this moment, Leng Hanzhi clenched her teeth angrily when she thought that Jiang Taoxi was still sitting in the main hall eating.

I can't hide my hatred.

What if she wasn't the real daughter of a tyrant?

The real daughter of the tyrant is long dead!

The tyrant should spoil her alone! It was like that in the last life!

It must be the same in this life!

This Black Spirit Country is hers! It's all hers!

That little slut actually dared to rob her again and again?!

She must let that little slut walk around without eating!

……

At this moment, in the main hall where the tyrant is.

Lu Xuetang looked at the iceberg-like handsome tyrant beside him, and the shock in his eyes did not disappear for a long time.

Oh, my God! Are all the original novels she read before fake?!

Could it be that she remembered the plot wrongly?

Doesn't it mean that the tyrant of the Black Spirit Kingdom loves and feels the most distressed, and the one who holds it in the palm of his hand is that Leng Hanzhi?

Leng Hanzhi was so coquettish just now, and the tyrant's father drove people away!

Why?

Why is that?!

"Can I eat my face?" The tyrant suddenly turned around.

His eyes fell on Lu Xuetang coldly.

Shocked Lu Xuetang was excited.

"If I can't eat my face, why do I keep staring?"

The tyrant's tone was still cold.

Lu Xuetang was afraid that the tyrant would be fierce and Leng Hanzhi was in a bad mood, so he poured his anger on her.

Hurriedly forced out a smile and pulled out a reasonable reason. "Because...... Daddy is good-looking! ”

When Leng Hanyuan heard this, he was stunned.

I saw the little guy in front of him with his round little head on his back, and a pair of watery purple eyes staring at him tightly.

The little face was full of happy smiles.

At this moment, Leng Hanyuan's mind floated to the beautiful woman in a purple dress.

Leng Hanyuan looked away and looked at the empty golden silk wooden chair opposite.

There was a slight silence in his expression.

Lu Xuetang saw that the other party was suddenly silent, and his eyes were full of doubts.

I don't know what my dad is thinking at the moment.

In fact, Lu Xuetang didn't know that the tyrant thought of the queen who had been dead for five years at this moment.

Every time Leng Hanyuan saw Lu Xuetang's eyes, he would think of Lu Xuetang's mother.

Lu Xuetang is the same as her mother, with exactly the same purple eyes, as beautiful as a jewel.

At this moment, the tyrant looked depressed, and Lu Xuetang didn't dare to make the other party angry.

nervously picked up the rice in the bowl, just begging to finish it quickly and find an excuse to leave.

As she ate, she saw a slender hand like jade, holding a lotus root clip and putting it in her bowl.