Don't run away

Chapter 572 The Tyrant's Concubine 12
In addition, the majestic maids and nuns also stood there watching their hearts.

Finally, with the voice of an eunuch, the door of the main hall was slowly pushed open.

At the head was a sharp and stern figure, striding in with his head held high, with an aura that took people away.

Without squinting, Jun Wuyan walked up to Tang Qingyu.

He stretched out his hand to remove the tassels on Tang Qingyu's face, pinched Tang Qingyu's chin with one hand, and ordered her to look at him.

Tang Qingyu was forced to raise his head helplessly, and looked at him.

The handsome face, because of the candlelight on one side, cast a shadow on his face, and the whole person looked very three-dimensional.

A pair of eyes as bright as cold stars stared at Tang Qingyu ruthlessly.

Tang Qingyu's skin is like snow, and usually there will be red marks if touched a little, let alone being pinched by him like this.

She felt a tingling pain in her jaw, but she hadn't waited for her to make a sound.

The light ink on one side walked directly to the front, and said crisply: "Your Majesty... our lady's skin is naturally tender, so I can't use such force!"

When Jun Wuyan heard what she said, he scoffed and laughed.

He slowly let go and pinched Tang Qingyu's chin. Sure enough, as soon as he let go of his fingers, he saw the red marks on it.

Looking at the marks on it, it is obvious that Jun Wuyan didn't use much strength.

"Everyone get out!"

Jun Wuyan didn't turn his head back, and reprimanded him coldly.

Standing there, Qian Mo was frightened by his cold demeanor.

She took two steps back slightly, and after she stepped back, she felt something was wrong again.

Why would she be afraid? Right now, she really wanted to go to the front without fear.

But the wrist was held by Fei Mo, and Fei Mo stared at Qian Mo, dragged Qian Mo out.

In the huge bedroom, there were only Jun Wuyan and Tang Qingyu.

Tang Qingyu looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were deep and bottomless.

It is said that the eyes are the window to the soul, but his window is really too deep.

It is impossible to see the bottom directly.

"Tang Qingyu..."

he said again.

"Ok!"

Tang Qingyu responded.

"Ah……"

He suddenly let out a faint smile, and gently stroked Tang Qingyu's face with his slender fingers, "It is said that Tang Jiaqing is as timid as a mouse...you can still look at me like this now. What a lie!"

"It's said that the emperor is a tyrant. Just now, that servant girl stood up and spoke up like that, and she was able to leave safely. It can be seen that the rumors are false!"

Tang Qingyu smiled slightly, and said the same thing back.

Jun Wuyan squinted his eyes, as if he didn't expect Tang Qingyu to say that suddenly, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

interesting!

Today's Tang Qingyu is wearing a pink wedding dress, and the clothes here are similar to the clothes of the Tang Dynasty.

The peach-colored robe is similar to a clear gauze... Her snow-white skin can be clearly seen.

Seeing Jun Wuyan looking at him with burning eyes, Tang Qingyu still didn't get the system's prompt.

From the looks of it, this Jun Wuyan is still a cold hearted person.

Until now, he has not had the slightest desire.

The system didn't prompt her, and her soul couldn't leave, so there was no way... she could only exist here.

Jun Wuyan pushed her onto the bed in an instant, so procrastinatingly, the skirts were already messy.

(End of this chapter)