After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 62 This official is for you, what do you do?
Yin Jiuqing raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at him with a half-smile, "So?"

"So..." Chongyang watched the desolation on her face dissipate in an instant, complex emotions flashed in his eyes, "I don't know if I should say something or not?"

"Hehe." Yin Jiuqing uttered a very lazy word, and then she slowly got up, cast an inexplicable glance at him, her bright red lips parted slightly, "Shut up if you shouldn't say it, if you don't speak No one thinks you're dumb."

"..." The expression on Chongyang's face froze.

Looking at Yin Jiuqing who was walking away, he couldn't react for a moment.

Why is this result different from what he thought?
……

Yin Jiuqing didn't think too much about what happened today. After changing her clothes, she left the mansion and drove directly towards the palace.

Today's night banquet in the palace is to clean up Luo Jue's dust, by the way, to reward him.

Thinking of the reward, Yin Jiuqing's red lips curled slightly, and the inside was full of gloom.

If you want to be promoted to a noble, you have to ask her if she agrees.

From the day she came back from rebirth, their nightmare began. Whether it was Nan Rong, Luo Jue, or even the entire Flying Eagle Army, she would never show mercy.

After a while, the curtain of the car was lifted, revealing Rouge's delicate face, "My lord, we're here."

"Yeah." Nodding, she got up and walked down.

The four guards behind handed over all the weapons in their hands, and walked in with her.

Today's harem is extremely lively, even the eunuchs and maids are rewarded, and everyone is very dedicated in doing things.

Looking at all the bustling things, Yin Jiuqing narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Big Wuxian?"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded behind her, she frowned slightly, and she turned to look over.

Nan An strode up, with a naive look on his face, "Da Wu Xian, do you still remember me?"

Yin Jiuqing remained silent and just looked at him expressionlessly.

Under Yin Jiuqing's indifferent gaze, a slight embarrassment flashed across Nan'an's face, "On that day, I asked you to help me figure out whether I could ascend to the throne of God. You said that after I was 30, I would get used to mediocrity."

"..." Thinking of what happened that day, Yin Jiuqing nodded as it should, without any guilt after being so suave.

"Remember." She spit out two words lightly, as if thinking of something, she frowned, "Has the sixth prince always spoken so freely?"

"Young master." Shan Shan tugged at her sleeve silently.

Why do they think that the one who speaks out loud is the young master?
Nan'an didn't mind, but just smiled honestly, "By the way, it's time to call you Yushicheng, congratulations to Mr. Yin for his promotion."

"..." Yin Jiuqing gave him a cold look, then snorted softly, "This official is for you, what do you do?"

"Hehe." Nan'an smiled awkwardly, and walked in with her.

The four guards who had been following Yin Jiuqing suddenly had a chill in their backs. They don't know why, but they always have a feeling now.

Following the son, this fate feels a bit mysterious.

Yin Jiuqing came to his seat and sat down without saying a word, the whole person was surprisingly quiet.

Nan Rong, on the other hand, kept looking at her with his eyes.

It's not that Yin Jiuqing didn't notice, it's just that he didn't bother to answer.

(End of this chapter)