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Chapter 265 The Tyrant Needs Me to Shun Mao 11
Yan Ge just sat down, and before he ordered Sandalwood to push it, he heard a hurried voice from not far away.

"Princess, you can't sit on this swing!"

Hearing the sound, Yan Ge looked sideways.

I saw a goose-yellow figure walking towards her quickly.That beautiful face was full of fear, and she stretched out her hand to pull Yan Ge off the swing.

This person is Murong Li.

"This swing was made by His Majesty to commemorate his biological mother. If you let others see you like that, your life will really be lost."

While talking, she pulled Yan Ge away until the two of them could no longer see the swing, then she took Yan Ge to stop.

Murong Li always felt that she was pitiful, but when she learned about what happened to Yan Ge after entering the palace, she felt that Yan Ge was the most pitiful person in the harem.

She is a princess and the jewel in the palm of the barbarian king, but she married far away for the sake of the tribe, and was killed by the tyrant so that she could no longer have children.

How sad?

Seeing Yan Ge staring at herself with deep eyes, Murong Li immediately realized something, quickly saluted Yan Ge, and explained: "Murong Li has seen Her Highness the Princess. I lost my composure in an emergency just now, and I hope the Princess will forgive me."

"Why are you so polite." Yan Ge helped her up, and raised her hand to straighten the jade hairpin on her bun, "I should thank you for telling me such an important thing."

Murong Li smiled slightly, and the eyes that looked at Yan Ge gradually became more bitter.

What a wonderful time, but it will be buried in this deep palace.

Thinking about it, she laughed at herself a little more.

Why is she not?

"My sister is so sad, why is it difficult?"

Hearing this, Murong Li was startled, "Murong Li can never afford to call the princess this big sister."

Yan Ge smiled softly: "I am a princess in the barbarians. But in this harem, you and I have the same status, there is no difference."

A trace of complexity flashed across Murong Li's eyes, filled with emotion.

But she didn't say anything more. After a few seconds of pause, she bowed slightly to Yan Ge, "It's time to go back to the palace after being out for too long. Your Royal Highness, Murong Li will take her leave first."

Looking at her slowly leaving figure, Qing Yi sighed regretfully.

"What a beautiful person, but it's a pity that there are sorrowful clouds in his eyes."

Yan Ge narrowed his eyes, looked a little dignified, then shook his head and said, "Go back to the palace."

But just as Yan Ge was about to step out of the imperial garden, he bumped into Quan Xiao's Yijia head-on.

His scalp went numb, Yan Ge immediately lowered his head, and saluted the tyrant on the dragon chariot.

"The concubine sees your majesty, long live your majesty, long live your majesty!"

Seeing the people not far away lower their heads, Quan Xiao slightly raised his delicate brows, and his deep voice was somewhat cold, as if displeased.

"Looked up."

Yan Ge didn't look up, "Chenqie has a few pimples on her face recently, I'm afraid it will stain the longan."

A cold sneer came, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly froze, and the heart was beating with fear.

"Do you dare to deceive the king?"

Yan Ge said wronged: "Your Majesty, you are scaring people again!"

As she said that, she complained dissatisfiedly: "The first time I saw you, you frightened me and always said that I would kill me. If you really hate me so much, then I will no longer be with you in the future." Just appear in front of you. Besides, you are always so angry that you are not afraid of damaging the dragon's body."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ge got up slowly, still bowed his head, and cautiously stepped aside: "The concubine will make way for you, and see you off respectfully."

(End of this chapter)