Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 787 The Tyrant’s Little Princess (39)

"Your Majesty." Princess Chu Yang was wearing a light blue palace dress, with an elegant and beautiful face, and soft eyebrows and eyes.

When saluting each other, she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fingers tightened slightly.

The man sitting on the main seat in front of him had a moody expression. He was drinking tea, and there was a slight sound on the porcelain cup.

Today, he is no longer dressed in bright yellow, but has changed into a clear and cold white brocade suit. His handsome appearance is indifferent, with a god-like majesty and innate nobility.

When the cold and indifferent gaze was placed on her, she felt as if a layer of frost had formed on her body for no reason, and she was very cold.

"Pingshen." He put down his teacup with a calm tone.

Yun Si immediately stood up straight, her beautiful peach eyes drooped, and her red lips were slightly pursed, "Your Majesty is here for something important?"

"What? I'm fine, so I can't come?"

"...Of course it is possible." After she said this, she stopped talking and stood silently.

Que Yan stood up, stretched out her long and slender palm wearing a jade finger, and Yun Si looked at him, but he said softly, "I heard that your hand was scratched by a flower a while ago?"

Yun Si blinked, then came to her senses, and stretched out her hand.

The pink palm spread out, and it was white and clean, without any traces.

"Accidentally, it's all right now."

It was rare for her to be so close to him in human form, her beautiful eyes looked at him clearly, and the fundus of her eyes seemed to bend.

He raised his head slightly, but looked at him without any concealment.

The man's gloomy gaze met hers, his face still calm, "What? Are you not afraid of me?"

Only then did Yun Si lower her eyebrows again, "I'm not afraid."

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"...Because, Your Majesty is" she paused, "is a good person."

A dead silence.

The emperor didn't speak, his eyes remained calm.

The snow outside is still falling, and the wind is still blowing.

Her voice fell, firm, but also seemed to hide a bit of tenderness.

Que Yan's deep phoenix eyes were filled with calm, but there was a sudden snort in his throat, he couldn't tell whether it was joy or anger.

"Good guy?"

He seemed to be reminiscing about her two words, chewing slowly, his brows and eyes were full of coolness.

Yun Si didn't know if the flattery was right or not, so she secretly raised her eyes to look at him.

Suddenly meeting his moody gaze, she silently lowered her eyelids again.

Of course she knew that he was not a good person, but at least, in her heart, he was always good.

With such slander in her heart, her chin was raised again.

The man held her face with one hand, and there were emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

"Chu Yang, you should know whether you should say something and do something or not."

"Since you have done some things, you should bear the corresponding consequences, you know?"

".?"

The delicate and glamorous Princess Beauty looked at him blankly, her clean pupils were full of his reflection.

Maybe she never realized that her blank eyes were exactly the same as Baihu's.

Even the small movements of moving the ears are exactly the same.

"What did I do?" She parted her red lips, puzzled.

The emperor smiled emotionlessly and let go of her, "You know what you have done."

"I can give you endless glory, give you supreme rights, and turn you into the most honorable princess, but you have to remember one thing."

The emotion in his eyes completely calmed down, it was terrifyingly dark,

"Some people should not be provoked, so don't provoke them."

"Because of the consequences of provoking, you can't bear it."

(End of this chapter)