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"Let the king apologize?"

Sure enough, Fu Lingya only thought about it casually, and then heard Murong Jue's sarcastic and playful voice again, "I'm afraid she can't stand it." ”

It's no wonder that Murong An looks down on Fu Yan'er.

In his eyes, Fu Yan'er said that she was worthless, and she could afford her!

Although Murong Jue sneered and spoke, his evil aura had already left a shadow in Fu Yan'er's heart.

When Fu Yan'er heard his tone, she was so frightened that she kept shrinking, "Your Highness save me...... Your Highness... He, he's going to kill me......"

Fu Yan'er is afraid of death.

How many people are really not afraid of death?

As soon as Murong An came, Fu Yan'er pretended to be pitiful, and just now she repeatedly provoked Murong Jue, why didn't she see her afraid?

And now you're so scared?

Just put it on!

Fu Lingya left the protective circle in Murong Jue's arms, and glanced down without changing her face, "His Royal Highness King An is not here to spend time with us, it is better to go and heal the side concubine Niangniang quickly, if Jue really wants to kill her, she will not be alive now." ”

Speaking of the last sentence, Fu Lingya's tone suddenly became sharp.

His eyes glanced at Fu Yan'er coldly.

If Murong Jue really wanted to kill her, where would he wait for Murong An to save people?

I'm afraid that Fu Yan'er's life will be gone a long time ago.

This time, Fu Lingya's words really scared Fu Yan'er.

She was so scared that she didn't dare to look up...

Like a frightened little sheep, he shrank into Murong An's arms for comfort and protection.

"Ling Ya, you can treat Murong Jue with all your heart, why are you so ruthless to this king?" Murong An looked injured and looked at Fu Lingya affectionately.

Fu Lingya originally just thought that this was in the palace after all, and it was also in the queen mother's bedroom.

It was not a wise move to fight with Murong An here, so she stood up and persuaded her.

Otherwise, she didn't guarantee that Murong Jue wouldn't do it!

How do you know that it has provoked Murong An's affection again?!

As if she had failed Murong An's infatuation?

Murong An didn't know how ridiculous this was in Fu Lingya's heart!

Murong An, you still owe me a blood debt!

Thinking of her own hatred, her own hatred, Fu Lingya unconsciously revealed a cold aura.

Murong An, a lot of trivial matters, stumbling, I've been making you comfortable for too long.

"Lingya, why are you ...... Hate this king so much? What did this king do? Can you tell the king? ”

For a moment, Fu Lingya was immersed in her hatred.

But her hatred was so obvious that Murong An had to ask the reason!

Why, exactly?

Why did Ling Ya show him such hatred?

This is not the first time.

Every time Ling Ya saw him, her expression was disgusted.

Only this time, the hatred she hadn't hidden yet......

That kind of hatred, like having a great hatred with him...

Murong An couldn't figure it out, where did the deep hatred between him and Ling Ya come from?

Murong An's sudden questioning was so direct.

Suddenly, Fu Lingya rang an alarm bell in her heart, which shocked Fu Lingya's heart.

At this moment, a powerful arm circled her again, the familiar ambergris soaked into the tip of her nose, and the familiar voice in her ear reassured her, "Yaya." ”

"With me here, Yaya doesn't have to think about anything."

Only Murong Jue, and only Murong Jue in this world, knows what she is thinking, knows her hatred, and her hatred.

It was Murong Jue's appeasement that suppressed the hatred that crawled out of Fu Lingya's heart.

In this scene, the style of painting seems to be very incongruous and weird.