The stunning cold emperor is cute

Chapter 1117 tit for tat
Push the door, the door opens...

Zi Yan didn't rest, she was sitting at the desk by the window, playing with the fig branch with her fingers that she whipped herself.

Seeing Yun Shu coming in, Zi Yan's phoenix eyes squinted at her.

Only then did Yun Shu realize that these eyes were black, but without any luster, without the normal luster, like a pair of false pupils.

"Your eyes?" Yun Shu approached Zi Yan and stared into his eyes.

Zi Yan still didn't explain the problem with his eyes, and stared at Yun Shu with emotionless black pupils, then raised his hand suddenly——

Holding the hand of the plum branch.

'Snapped! 'A sharp bang!
The plum branch landed on his forehead!
I don't know how much force he used, the skin on his forehead was ripped open, and blood gushed out...

Immediately, Yun Shu felt that her three souls and seven souls had been smashed apart!

I didn't feel anything at all, only my pupils seemed to be dilated, and I looked at him stupidly.

Zi Yan took out a veil from her bosom to cover the wound, but the bright red that snaked down from between her brows slipped through the corners of her eyes, nose, lips, and the tip of her chin and fell to the ground drop by drop.

"Do you know what it feels like?" Zi Yan's eyes caught her.

Yun Shu suddenly came back to her senses, clutching her cramped heart, frowning with a pale face, and took two steps back, "You!" But she couldn't say anything else.

Zi Yan threw down the bare plum branch, and said with a hint of pleasure: "The feeling I felt at that time was the same as your feeling at this moment, even deeper."

Yun Shu took another step back, "Zi..." The word Lang stuck in her throat.

Zi Yan continued: "The tongue is as smooth as a spring, and the sweet words are kept in the mouth, and in the blink of an eye, he will do anything to achieve his goal."

This is a heavy statement, but Yun Shu has nothing to refute.Holding his belly, hot and bitter liquid flowed from his eyes.

She knew it wasn't good, but it was an immediate solution, and she didn't like trouble.But I never knew that it would be so uncomfortable...

No wonder he called her ruthless!
Yun Shu lowered her head and dared not look at him again.

"My Luoer was born extraordinary, and all living beings are prostrate. Why do you need to descend to the same level and seek hypocritical flattery. Before he ascended the throne, no matter where he went, Qingming Chujun was his only identity. Thousands of miles of land, hundreds of millions of sons The fate of the people will belong to him, and whoever dares to underestimate it will be useless."

Zi Yan slowly approached Yun Shu.

Yun Shu may be ashamed and speechless about her own problems, but she will not back down when it comes to Xiao Luo's problems.

He raised his eyes without flinching. The hideous wound on his forehead, probably because of his innate body, has stopped bleeding and has even begun to heal.

Putting down the heart that was in his throat, he replied: "I don't care about Xiao Luo when he grows up. At that time, he already has completely independent thoughts and rules of conduct. But when he was young, I, the mother, have the final say! He needs friends. You need a partner, you need to be cheerful and lively, innocent and pure like ordinary children, you can run around carefree, laugh and scold or even fight, you have the courage to admit your mistakes and correct them if you make mistakes, and you will be complacent when you get a small reward if you do something right. How about the crown prince, I want him to take off this halo, and want him to be like a commoner!"

"I will never agree with him wasting the time. I have been messing around with you for five years, and the rest of the time will be mine." Zi Yan attacked Yun Shu with an irreversible imperial arrogance.

There was fear in Yunshu's eyes, and she wanted to back away very much, but she still gritted her teeth and took a step forward, "Follow you? In this palace, every day intrigues and intrigues, to prevent being poisoned and assassinated, the expression on her face is that of a mask of seven emotions. Halal is true or false, turning ninety turns in one sentence, plotting every step of the way, and twisting and turning every step of the way. I will never let my son live such a life."

(End of this chapter)