The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 230 You dare to die, try (1)
She doesn't kill people, this woman has a lot of ways to make life worse than death.

"You!" The Empress Dowager Nian made a lump in her throat, "Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood was spat on the desk, and a few drops were splashed on the teacup in the woman's hand. She frowned and threw it away in disgust: "Nimma is so dirty."

A cup of hot tea was poured onto the Empress Dowager Nian's phoenix robe. The Empress Dowager Nian's face was pale, and blood was still oozing from the corner of her mouth.

Rong Qiannian stared coldly, leaned over, wiped the blood stains on her hands with the phoenix robe, and said in a casual tone: "Oh, and also, this princess will definitely give you a lively little great-grandson. So With a loose hand, she picked up the hairpin on the ground, raised her head and smiled at Yan Yan, "You should live a good life, live a long life, let's play hard."

This woman is not enough.

The Empress Dowager Nian's chest was blocked, another mouthful of blood spurted out, she looked around, and passed out.

Suddenly, the Hall of Jardines was in chaos.

"Queen Mother!"

"Hurry up and announce the imperial doctor."

"..."

The footsteps are eager, calling the sky and rushing to the ground, what a mess of words.

Only at the gate of the hall, the woman was brushing her white palace dress, playing with a golden phoenix hairpin in her hand, and said: "I can't help but be damned."

Immediately, he flung off his brocade sleeves, and walked out of the gate of the Hall of Harmony, looking chic.

And now, Chu Ye was stunned when he heard it, his eyes were straight: "Can't help it?"

Thirteen came to the last sentence: "Isn't it? I just rolled my eyes."

My aunt!What kind of people are these people?
Chu Ye blushed: "It's pretty good without kicking your legs." He was very worried, "I don't know my prince..."

Thirteen waved his big hand: "Don't worry, once the door is closed, you'll be fine after three hundred rounds of fighting."

This battle, cough, cough... Naturally, it was on the bed.Who called her evildoer, that's all she could do.

Look, this is from the Beauty Garden.

Look again, it came out of Jiaolan Temple.

"Three hundred rounds?" Chu Ye was startled, and then he frowned, he was so worried, "The prince's body is not suitable for using force."

use force?

this kid!
The corner of Shisan's mouth twitched: "Whatever force you use, just use the power."

Exercising on the bed, even though it's intense, is fun, but if you use force, it's just... Cough cough cough, it's a bit vigorous.

Thirteen replenishes the brain by himself, it's all paint.

Chu Ye opened his bewildered eyes with a troubled look on his face.

"This pure child." Thirteen shook his head and sighed.

Chu Ye continued to be confused.

Well, Chuye Xiaochunwa is still struggling, why not use force to fight for [-] rounds.

What a stupid brain!Thirteen stepped forward, slapped his chest, and promised: "Trust me, close the door, shake the bed and you'll be fine. That evildoer, how could he give up that little bit of promise."

After finishing speaking, suddenly the top of his head became cloudy, Thirteen's eyelids twitched, and he raised his head.

Mother, so bad!

I saw Miss Rong leaning against the door, with one foot on the threshold and one hand pinching her slender waist, she looked like a ruffian, and snorted from her nose: "Who says I can't bear it? I'll just get him done."

Do him?Where can I do it?bed?
People are tough... Thirteen didn't make a sound.

"eleven."

The man's pleasant voice was a little hurried.

Xu was rushing back all the way, Xiao Chen brought a little wind and dust, and his handsome blue eyes seemed to engrave the woman's appearance into it.

This person is here, what should I do?Thirteen watched carefully.

"You, you." Miss Rong yelled angrily after holding back for a long time, "You still know how to come back?"

bluff!

Look at this blushing, expectant, poor-sounding, and weak-spirited appearance, holding back a sentence for a long time, and roaring like a boudoir's grievance.

Promise!

"It is my fault."

Hey, in this world, her uncle is the only one who does this. Looking at the girl, he becomes jealous, his voice weakens, and then his heart softens. He steps forward, coaxing and clapping.

Oh, even with a fawn.

Once upon a time, someone said, such a man, if you meet him, you can press it, what else can you do.

Now, here she is...

"I, I." He continued to falter, with a sideways look, "Don't think that this old lady hates you."

After speaking, he tilted his head and walked up.

The corner of Shisan's mouth twitched, this girl, inattentive, was hypocritical.On the other hand, her uncle, who was always calm, seemed at a loss as he walked in with his head lowered and his eyes narrowed, like, like... a child who has done something wrong.

immediately……

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the corner of Chu Ye's forehead trembled, sweating profusely: "The door is closed."

The bones of my prince...

Thirteen visually inspected the form and felt: "The next battle should be three hundred rounds."

Chu Ye was sweating.

Princess, please take it easy, the prince is in good health.

Let's say three hundred rounds in the palace...

Rong Qiannian fell sideways and lay down on the beauty's couch, put her feet together, raised her legs, her eyes flicked wildly, and she looked around, but she didn't look at the man in front of her.

Xiao Shan leaned over, bent his knees and squatted in front of her, softly said: "Why don't you eat?"

Rong Qiannian turned her face around: "I did it on purpose, I love you forever."

This girl, even if she becomes hypocritical, can still make him feel soft-hearted. She treats him with precision, and he really feels distressed.

"Hey, eat something first." Xiao Chen held her face in his hands and coaxed her, "After eating, you can vent your anger on me."

Rong Qiannian suddenly raised her eyes, and looked into the blue pupils: "You are willing to put that hairpin on me yourself, so it's nothing to be hungry."

But in one sentence, there is anger, grievance, and pain, and it seems to contain too many emotions. Qing Lingling's voice is actually heavy, ringing in his ears, unable to dissipate, entangled.

Just by her voice, he would be defeated, so he softly flattered him: "Eleven."

She didn't answer him, in Danfeng's eyes, scattered stars were in a mess.

Xiao Chen stroked her frowning eyebrows: "Don't forget to love yourself for the sake of others." He kissed her tightly pursed lips, and said softly, "No one has that qualification, even me."

"But you have that ability." The splashed ink hair was spread on the white fox fur, and she leaned on the black and white staggered pillow, and looked sideways at the man's eyes. There was a faint glint in the eyes, "In this world, there is only You have the ability to deceive me and plot against me, because I don't want to care about it, I don't want to give you an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye."

He opened his lips, wanting to deny it, but his throat was choked and hot. He had never seen her like this before, her eyes were always bright and bright, and she could still be charming, but he stubbornly refused to accept her. circulation.

His heart tightened violently, and he was in pain, he gently hugged her into his arms: "Eleven, my dear, you can be fierce or scold me, I can't stand you like this."

(End of this chapter)