The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 134 So What Really?

Wang An's bloodshot eyes stared at Xiao Yu closely, not daring to miss a single point. Xiao Yu was different from others. Others liked to yell and scold when they were angry, but she became calmer the more angry she became. In the meantime, the hairs on the ground stand on end.

Wang An's Adam's apple slipped, and finally felt a bit of regret. He felt that Xiao Yu wasn't trying to scare him, he really dared!
With a panic in my heart, I couldn't maintain the ferocious aura on my face, showing my flaws, "What do you want to do?"

Listen carefully and there is already a bit of vibrato.

Xiao Yu hooked his lips playfully, "What are you doing?"

She let go of Wang An's skirt, moved her fingers under his suspicious and wary gaze, and then slapped him swiftly.

There was a crisp sound of "pa", and Fuyue who was waiting in the distance couldn't help but tremble when she heard it, if it hit her face, it would hurt so much!

Unprepared, Wang An turned his face from the beating, staggered a step, and fell to the ground without standing still.

He covered his face and turned to look at Xiao Yu in disbelief: "You—"

"How about this king? Seeing that you can speak well, this king must have a good face, so I will try it casually. Now it seems that it is quite thick."

Wang An blushed from her anger, "If you want to kill or cut, just come here, what are you doing here to ask for a little lip service? A man will always use some women's tricks, bah!"

Xiao Yu moved, "Oh? Women's methods?"

She walked up to King An, grabbed his collar without saying a word, and slapped him with her backhand. King An hated him: "Xiao Yu! Don't be mad, I—"

With a sound of "clang", the cold dagger touched King An's neck, his pupils shrank suddenly, and there was no movement at once.

Xiao Yu looked at him with a half-smile, "Don't you have a lot of backbone? Didn't you just say that you want to kill or cut casually? Why—are you afraid?"

Facing her playful gaze, Wang An wanted to poke his neck and say he wasn't afraid, but he felt the dagger tightened a bit with a slight movement.

After all, he still regretted his life, and just closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Xiao Yu patted his face lightly: "The first slap, this king slapped for His Majesty, if you commit a crime against His Majesty, you deserve death; the second slap is this slap for yourself, you What do you arrange for this king? Broken sleeves? Is holding His Majesty hostage for His Majesty's beauty? How dare you say it."

Wang An pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

"Heh, don't say that this king is not good at it, even if it is true, it's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks here, someone—"

After Xiao Yu gave an order, Fuyue and Ningzhao all came in. Seeing such a scene, Zhou Xi couldn't help but gasped: "Oh, what's going on?"

"Is Your Majesty injured?"

Zhou Xi came over to look at Jun Rong's hand, but Jun Rong avoided it with a cold face: "It doesn't matter."

"Master."

Xiao Yu turned around and looked at Jun Rong: "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"The prince commits suicide. If King An dies at this time, people will say that I am arbitrary, cold-blooded and ruthless. It is better to reward him with fifty boards, let him continue to go back and meditate behind closed doors, copy Buddhist scriptures three hundred times, and then remove him. , and be reduced to Marquis of Yongan."

King An suddenly opened his eyes, and met Xiao Yu's dark eyes, "Okay, since His Majesty is so tolerant, then this king will follow His Majesty's wishes, Zhou Xi, did you hear that, and follow His Majesty's orders. Don’t beat King An to death for fifty big boards, and send it out to King An after finishing the beating, you know?”

Zhou Xi glanced at King An, whose face was ashen and defeated, and nodded: "Yes, this servant remembers."

Only then did Xiao Yu loosen Wang An's collar. After she stood up straight, she stretched out her right hand with the palm facing up, and Ning Zhao immediately stepped forward and handed over a clean brocade handkerchief.

Xiao Yu took it, and wiped her hands slowly, even between her fingers. After wiping both hands clean, she threw the handkerchief on Wang An's body. Time, I'm afraid it will come in handy."

After finishing speaking, her face returned to normal, and she turned around expressionlessly, "Send Your Majesty back to the bedroom."

"Yes."

……

Xiao Yu and Jun Rong returned to Xianrong Palace, and ordered while walking: "Hongxiu, go get a basin of hot water."

"Qianfeng, go and get the ointment for trauma, and some gauze."

"Yes."

The crowd led away, and Ting Hua brought two cups of tea and put them on the small table, and retreated silently.

Xiao Yu and Jun Rong sat on the soft couch separated by a small table, Xiao Yu took Jun Rong's hand and looked over and over again: "Are there any other injuries? Are you injured?"

Jun Rong shook his head: "He didn't hit me a few times, I was the one who hit him, he must have more injuries than me."

Hearing this, Xiao Yu raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Just your slender arms and legs, it doesn't hurt to hit you."

Jun Rong's eyes widened: "But I learned how to box with General Feng, and he said that I have a good understanding."

"Well, yes, yes, your majesty is the most powerful. Being pushed down is only because you lost your mind, not because you are weak."

Junrong: "..."

He looked at Xiao Yu resentfully, saw her pursing her lips to hold back a smile, and muttered helplessly: "I'm really good."

Xiao Yu pretended not to hear it, and after Hongxiu and the others brought the things, she concentrated on treating the scratches on Jun Rong's hands. When applying the medicine, Jun Rong shrank her hands when the cold ointment irritated her, and Xiao Yu had to use a little squeeze. Holding his hand, said in a deep voice, "Don't move."

Hearing her low and gentle voice, Jun Rong couldn't help but look up at her.

When Xiao Yu is concentrating on what to do, she is used to frowning slightly, her lips are slightly pursed, and she seems to be angry, but when you call her, her eyebrows and eyes will instantly open again, and she will look at you slightly smile.

Every time he saw Xiao Yu like this, Jun Rong couldn't help but take a few more glances.

It was the same at this time, but looking at it, Wang An's words popped out again inappropriately.

Xiao Yu is really good-looking... If he likes someone, no one can refuse, right?

Thinking about it, Jun Rong felt unhappy.

Why not happy?
Jun Rong asked himself, but couldn't find the reason, those emotions were entangled in a mess, leaving him nowhere to start.

But there is one thing he is very clear about, he will not let Xiao Yu hate him, and he will not let him give up on himself.

A thoughtful light flashed in Jun Rong's eyes, and he suddenly understood why he didn't dodge when King An rushed over.

Because he didn't want Xiao Yu to see his fierce and dark side, he hoped that he could always maintain a pure and clean appearance in Xiao Yu's heart.

After figuring it out, Jun Rong obediently turned his hands over and let Xiao Yu tie the gauze.

"Be careful not to touch the water during this time, small injuries can heal after a few days of rest."

After Xiao Yu finished talking on his own, he realized that Jun Rong seemed to have been silent for a long time, and looked at him suspiciously.

Jun Rong blinked: "I remember, next time I won't face danger alone, Ziyi won't be angry, okay?"

He patted Xiao Yu's palm with his zongzi-like hand.

　Jun Rong: I acted like a baby, I was wrong, dare to do it next time~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)