Your Majesty, the Empress is on the battlefield again!

Chapter 390, The principle of being a man.

Si Luo had a strange look on his face, "Didn't Your Majesty say that you already know everything?"

The emperor's cold phoenix eyes sharpened a little, and he took another step forward, his coercion even greater.

"You know what I'm asking, how did you make such a dangerous thing? Besides you, who else knows how to make this thing?"

Si Luo said lightly: "No one knows except me. I am the only one in the world who can make that thing. Even if I know what materials are needed, I can't make it without the formula!"

Hearing this, the emperor's eyes softened slightly, but the cold light inside was still sharp.

"What's the formula?"

Si Luo's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze towards the emperor gradually became sharper, "Your Majesty, I will never let anyone else know about this formula, let alone reveal it to anyone, including Your Majesty!"

Hearing this, the emperor frowned, and took another step forward. His tall figure instantly enveloped Si Luo, and his entire chest was almost pressed against her.

"How dare you disobey me?"

Si Luo was a little uncomfortable with the sudden approach of the emperor, but her strong personality prevented her from taking any flinching actions. She raised her head, met his condescending gaze, and stared back unwillingly.

The two are very close.

The emperor's pair of obsidian-like phoenix eyes are extremely beautiful.

From such a close distance, Si Luo could clearly see his own figure burned into the other's extremely beautiful pupils.

And the other party's gaze was dangerous and probing, as if he wanted to see through her eyes to see through her entire soul.

Invisible confrontation.

Eerie atmosphere.

The invisible coercion deliberately exuded by the emperor has no effect under the suppression of Si Luo's powerful consciousness.

At this moment, he was finally convinced of the extraordinaryness of the young man, and the desire to explore more in his heart was gradually reflected in his eyes, and the deep pool in his eyes became even deeper and bottomless.

The emperor's heartbeat, which had been steady for many years and hadn't been disturbed for many years, quietly accelerated again because of the same person.

He didn't seem to notice anything, but the gaze he looked at Si Luo was filled with a layer of mist besides the cold inquiry.

"Your Majesty, the word disobedience is not used properly."

Si Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, the light in his eyes gradually changed, and the contents inside were also incomprehensible.

"Oh?"

Time seems to be forbidden, and the monotonous dialogue mode between the two is more like an atmosphere deliberately created.

The emperor asked casually, and the young man answered casually.

From the beginning to the end, the bull's head is wrong with the horse's mouth, but it is in a delicate balance.

Just like in a game, whoever is more serious will fall behind.

Si Luo's gaze moved down calmly, and finally fixed on the perfect thin lips, secretly annoyed in his heart.

If she had known that she would be pestered and questioned by him one day, she shouldn't have saved him.

"I'm just sticking to my principles. If a man can't even stick to his own principles, is he still a man?"

When the emperor heard the words, a strange look flashed across his eyes. For some reason, when he heard the young man emphasize his principles as a man, he felt something strange.

I don't know if it's a preconceived notion.

He always associated the boy with the woman who desecrated himself by the lake that day and stole the painting, and doubts had already been planted in his heart.

But now because of this sentence, the emperor couldn't help being a little shaken.

(End of this chapter)