After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 65 Yan Yunxiao - The Sensitive Fierce Beast

Seeing Su Jiu'er's sullen face aroused a trace of interest in him.

In the bottom of my heart, I was expecting Su Jiuer to burst out this anger.

He had never seen anyone dare to show his anger in front of him.

However, Su Jiu'er tried her best to restrain her breathing, and said lightly, "Okay, the concubine must clean up."

Su Jiu'er glanced at him with a look that was too calm, and then turned away to clean up the mess on the ground.

Yan Yunxiao's heart twitched when he saw this look, and his heart beat twice.

Not very angry?
How did you become respectful and obedient in the blink of an eye?

Su Jiu'er looked at Yan Yunxiao just now, as if she was looking at someone who had nothing to do with her, and she didn't even have the slightest thought of changing his order.

In other words, Su Jiu'er didn't care about Yan Yunxiao's order at all.

Her gaze became indifferent at that moment, and she no longer had the sweet taste of the previous few days.

Yan Yunxiao took two deep breaths, and stretched out his hands to cover his chest.He felt extremely stuffy, and even his mind went blank for a brief moment.

He looked at Su Jiu'er's petite back with her head buried in packing her things, and moved his fingers, as if he really wanted to pull her up angrily, telling her not to put it away!

He also didn't understand why this woman could always force him to change his mind about ordering his front foot?

But after struggling a few times, he just gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and strode away.

Qingzhi knelt beside her and cried, wiping away her tears, she said to Su Jiuer, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is gone, let the servants clean up."

Su Jiu'er let out a long breath, and said with a light smile, "Just a little bit, I'll do it myself."

"There are still some plasters in the box of the dressing table in Fuyang Palace, go find some plasters for yourself."

Qing Zhi covered her shoulder that was kicked by Yan Yunxiao, and glanced at Su Jiu'er.Although the empress smiled to herself, she could also feel that the empress was unhappy.

She thought about it, and finally comforted her, "Your Majesty, don't be upset, Your Majesty still loves you."

"Maybe it's because I'm in a bad mood today. If you act coquettishly and subdue your Majesty, maybe he can't bear to part with you again."

Su Jiu'er had no choice but to agree with a smile when she heard the words, and coaxed her to go to Fuyang Palace.

Yinhua Palace also had plasters, but Su Jiuer's first reaction was to take the green branch away first, lest Yan Yunxiao accidentally hurt her when he was emotional.

After Qing Zhi left, Zhao Shun also said to Su Jiu'er, "Your Majesty, don't take it to heart. Your Majesty is really in a bad mood today."

"Understood, thank you, Mr. Zhaoshun."

Su Jiu'er said something polite to him, Zhao also left Yinhua Hall by the way, and stood guard at the door of the side hall, fearing that Yan Yunxiao would summon him again.

Only then did Su Jiu'er sigh heavily, with a bit of hatred in it.

Yan Yunxiao, Yan Yunxiao, do you know?Even if you are so violent and unreasonable, there are still people around you who silently protect you and favor you.

Ugh.

But then again, is she going to give in and coax him today?

don't go!

The anger suppressed in Su Jiu'er's heart has not dissipated yet.

I don't know what Yan Yunxiao did in the hall today, his mood is so strong, it seems that he wants to ask Qing Zhi to find out.
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At night, it's chilly.

Yan Yunxiao sat in the side hall for a long time.

He extinguished the candle in the side hall, and hid alone in the darkness, like a sensitive beast.

His head hurts, and there are countless memory fragments flying in his mind, which are almost blurred and he can't see clearly.But once you see it clearly, those pictures are so bloody.

When he was young, the queen made things difficult for him and humiliated him in private. Two years ago, when he was in the northern border, he fell into the enemy's camp and was stabbed with a halberd. The appearance of his face covered with blood, and the appearance of Qi Mingzheng dripping blood all over the court today.

In every frame of these pictures, everyone breathes heavily, which brings him an indescribable sense of oppression.

He only felt that his brain gradually began to feel numb, and when the numbness reached a certain level, there was a feeling of worms surging in his brain, as if the knives and pincers of a praying mantis had pierced his nerves.

It was that long-lost voice coming from the deepest part of his mind. It seemed that another person lived in his mind. That person seemed to want to tear his head apart and squeeze it out.

He hugged his head, bent his long legs, and shrank his whole body into the armchair.

If Su Jiuer was by his side, he would not be so uncomfortable.

Long before his head started to hurt, Su Jiu'er should have come to give him a massage, tell him many things, and divert his attention.

Thinking of Su Jiuer, he couldn't help but think of the way Su Jiuer looked at him in the afternoon.

So indifferent, so distant.

His brows suddenly tightened, and a wave of anger surged out of nowhere, and he raised his leg and kicked over the table in front of him.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, which made his ears go numb, and pulled back his thoughts a little bit.

Zhaoshun said at the door, "Your Majesty? Do you need a slave?"

Zhao Shun knew that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to come in without authorization.

Yan Yunxiao pursed her lips, watching the mess all over the place without saying a word.

He has already taken off his crown, and his straight and smooth black hair hangs down behind him and on his shoulders.Looking at him through the little moonlight outside the window, the sword eyebrows are low, and the phoenix eyes are slightly drooping.This face is beautiful and almost demonic, but it also carries a sharp sense of brokenness.

It was completely opposite to his wanton and proud posture during the day.

Su Jiu'er had felt this way before.

It is said that in the eyes of others, or his image is that kind of strong and undeniable aloofness, so when the words indifference and silence appear on him, there is a sense of desperation and embarrassment.

Tonight's Yan Yunxiao is like this again.

He didn't know how long he had been looking at the mess of the place, but he suddenly got down from the armchair and ran out of the hall with bare feet, without any shoes on.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, as if he had nothing to rely on.

"His Majesty!"

Zhao Shun caught up, but saw Yan Yunxiao slowing down in front of the bedroom.

He immediately understood, "After the lady had dinner, she rested early."

Yan Yunxiao moved her lips, but did not speak.

He walked into the dormitory gently, and saw that there was still a candle on the candlestick that had not been extinguished, the light was dim, and the room was warm.

The curtain was lifted by his big palm, and Su Jiu'er was sleeping deeply with her back facing the outside of the couch, holding Yan Yunxiao's usual pillow in her arms.

Zhao Shun thought His Majesty would lose his temper because Concubine Su went to bed without waiting for him!However, His Majesty went in for a while, but there was no movement inside.

Yan Yunxiao sat on the edge of the couch and watched Su Jiuer for a long time.

Then he took off his coat, lifted the quilt and shrank in.

He stretched out his hand sullenly and hugged Su Jiu'er in his arms.

Su Jiu'er's body fragrance made Yan Yunxiao a little addicted, even attached.

(End of this chapter)