"Lord ......"

"If you feel that you have wronged the two of them by working as a prisoner, this king can give them another identity."

Dongfang Yunlie ruthlessly interrupted Feng Qinyu's words and said like this.

"What identity?"

Intuition gave Feng Qinyu a clear uneasiness, her eyes stared at Dongfang Yunlie tightly, and she spoke.

Dongfang Yunlie leaned closer to her, and the straight tip of his nose gently rubbed the tip of Feng Qinyu's nose, rubbing it up and down, the action was hot and ambiguous.

Then, I saw him use his index finger to tap the tip of Feng Qinyu's nose, and his movements were extremely spoiled, but he threw out an extremely cruel and ruthless sentence: "Let them turn from subordinates to dead people, how about it?" ”

The understatement of the topic, in a deliberative tone, sounded inconsequential, but it made Feng Qinyu raise his eyes suddenly.

"Lord, you ......"

She couldn't say a word, her clenched fists drowning in the white mist of hot water.

I only heard Dongfang Yunlie sneered again, his fingertips picked up Feng Qinyu's chin, his eyes narrowed deeply, and said: "As a subordinate, you can't do what a subordinate should do, what use do you say this king keeps them?" ”

Dongfang Yunlie's words made Feng Qinyu suddenly gasp, but he only heard him continue: "Feng Qinyu, if you think that sleeping with this king once can make this king change his mind, you'd better not have such thoughts. ”

Feng Qinyu was angry, but she didn't dare to lose her temper with Dongfang Yunlie, for fear that she would upset Dongfang Yunlie and implicate her parents.

Taking a deep breath, she still suppressed her anger and said calmly: "Lord Wang, I don't know what I have to do, Lord Wang, are you willing to be gracious?" ”

"What you do, this king will not be gracious, but ......"

He paused and smiled at her, "If this king is in a good mood one day, he may consider letting them go, so if you have nothing to do, it's best to think more about how to make this king happy." ”

"I ......"

"Alright, you can get out of here now."

He didn't give her any more chance to speak, and he made a noise.

"Lord ......"

"What? Do you want to upset the king now? ”

A trace of impatience flashed in Dongfang Yunlie's cold eyes, "You have to be clear, this king has many ways to vent his bad mood. ”

Dropping such a warning lightly is always so arbitrary that people can't resist it.

Qin Fang Pavilion –

"Miss, be careful that the rain blows in and catches a cold, you better go into the house."

Qinfang Pavilion, this name that sounds soft and good, just like the name Shangguan Birou, seems to be used to foil a weak beauty like Shangguan Birou.

Although the name Qinfang Pavilion is purely just a name, it has nothing to do with Shangguan Birou.

The drizzle was like silk, Shangguan Birou stood in front of the building, her eyes quietly looking at the direction of Feiyun Pavilion, the closed door had not been opened again after Feng Qinyu entered.

Shangguan Birou's gaze never left Feiyun Pavilion, the rain hit her somewhat pale face from time to time, her long black and delicate hair, waist-length and slender, restrained by the cloud belt, not holding it.

The eyes are like silk, and the eyebrows are as soft as jade, and the Zhu Hairpin is full of luxury and grace.

But this kind of beauty was completely drowned out by the resentment in her eyes, and under the cuffs, her fists were clenched very tightly, as if she was going to tear someone to pieces.