Tyrant love: little stunner, I want you

After Bu Gonggong left, Dugu Ming waved to Feng Xiaojiu.

"come over."

"Um, yes, Your Majesty."

Hearing Dugu Ming's words, Feng Xiaojiu froze for a moment, then stepped forward, walked slowly, and then stopped a meter away from Dugu Ming.

"sit."

Seeing Feng Xiaojiu walk in, Duguming continued to speak, signaling Feng Xiaojiu to sit on the table next to him.

And his hands were never idle, he opened the rosewood box and took out a bottle of delicate ointment.

Seeing Dugu Ming's actions meant to help her change her medicine.

Feng Xiaojiu just felt flattered for a while.Feng Xiaojiu couldn't bear Dugu Ming's kindness to her these two days.

With a jump, he quickly stood up from the stool, then shook his head and waved his hands, and said to Dugu Ming.

"Your Majesty, it is good for this slave to come by himself, I dare not bother the Emperor!"

Feng Xiaojiu spoke, with a look of flustered and flattered expression on her face.

After all, she is just a little slave now, how dare she let the emperor change her dressing in person.

Besides, the target is this uncertain tyrant in front of him!

Back then, when she came here, what she saw was Xiao Dezi who was bestowed to death by the tyrant.

Later, I heard many cruel deeds about the tyrant.

Therefore, the cruelty towards this tyrant penetrated deep into Feng Xiaojiu's bone marrow.

Even if this tyrant suddenly became a little gentle towards her in the past two days, Feng Xiaojiu only thought that it was because of her 'loyalty' that she used her body to shield him from the sword.

Thinking about the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet, Feng Xiaojiu felt a little guilty.

In fact, at that time, she was going for Situ Junyan.Not this tyrant!

God knows, at that time, in her eyes, only Situ Junyan was alone, and the tyrant was also on the sidelines! ?

She also made a mistake, stepped on the quilt on the ground, and rolled over.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, she has become a good slave who is loyal to her master.

Although she was misunderstood, Feng Xiaojiu didn't intend to speak out.

In fact, such a misunderstanding is not harmful to yourself! ?

However, facing the sudden change of this tyrant, Feng Xiaojiu felt uncomfortable.

As for Feng Xiaojiu's thoughts, Dugu Ming naturally didn't know.

Now, seeing that Feng Xiaojiu is like a frightened little white rabbit, it seems that she wants to get away from him.

The timidity and fear flashed in his eyes made Dugu Ming's heart tense, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, feeling a little displeased.

Could it be that this little eunuch is so afraid of him! ?

He can sacrifice his life to save himself, but he is afraid of himself, which is really contradictory!

Thinking about it again, when the little eunuch faced him, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, but when facing Situ Junyan, he was smiling. Thinking of this, Dugu Ming felt uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Dugu Ming's complexion couldn't help but sink, and when his thin, slightly cool lips parted, that deep and slightly unquestionable voice escaped from his mouth.

"sit down!"

"Forehead……"

Hearing Dugu Ming's deep and majestic voice, Feng Xiaojiu felt her scalp go numb, and then, without thinking about it, she sat back on the stool.

Seeing this, Dugu Ming opened his thin lips and spoke again.

"hand!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Xiaojiu's paws wrapped into rice dumplings were immediately handed to Dugu Ming.