The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 737 What if this king wants to wear it for you?

Those days of being usurped were enough to humiliate her.

The more Su Zhenyan thought about it, the more unhappy she felt, and said angrily, "Rong Jingshen, are you so impatient with me?"

"Yes."

He seemed to always be so stingy in his answers to her, Su Zhenyan felt sour in her heart, and complained hoarsely, "Do you really have a heart? I have done so many things for you, why——you want to revenge me like this? "

"The only thing you shouldn't do is touch Chu Xi." Rong Jingshen combined the memorial on the table, his voice became cold, "I sent you to Nangong Mo because I don't want to see you again. "

"Rong Jingshen! I've known you for more than ten years, so I can't compare to the short time you and Chu Xi have had? Ever since I was a child, you have always loved me!"

"If you hadn't stepped on this king's bottom line again and again, maybe this king would have left you alive." Rong Jingshen obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with this woman, whenever he saw Su Zhenyan, he would think of Chu Xi injury.

He said cold words on his thin lips, "It is impossible for this king to change his mind, now, get out."

"I don't want to! I don't want to go out! Rong Jingshen, aren't you afraid of retribution for treating me like this!"

finally.

The woman's miserable cry was lost in the silent silence, she refused to leave, but several guards dragged her out.

Immediately, he was not in the mood to deal with the memorial, Rong Jingshen got up from the chair, with a hint of mockery in the corner of his mouth.

He really got his reward.

All of this is what he should bear.

When he arrived at Weiyang Palace, he found the woman in the courtyard.

She was too slender, and she was lying on the soft bed to take a nap at this time. The silhouette cast by the leaves fell on the woman's body, and she gave off a dusty air that was not in the world. He walked over and stretched out his hand to touch her. woman's cheeks.

Chu Xi had already woken up.

She obviously had a bad dream, because fine beads of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose, and even her back was soaked. When she saw the man's slender hands, she turned her face away and struggled to support the small couch. Sitting up, he asked the maid, "What time is it?"

"If you go back to the princess, it's already time."

Rong Jingshen picked up the two embroidered shoes on the ground, and asked her softly, "Have you had enough sleep?"

Chu Xi basically didn't talk to him recently, most of the time the man talked to himself, but this kind of life was enough to wipe out the only temper that a person had, she said, "You should know that I hate you—I don't like you to replace me I wear shoes."

Rong Jingshen seemed a little aggrieved, "But before you, I even helped you put on your clothes."

"That was before." Chu Xi emphasized emphatically, and suddenly laughed, but that smile was extremely pale and cold, "I liked you so much before, but now I hate you so much."

Rong Jingshen was silent for a moment.

"Put the shoes down, if you want me to walk back barefoot, don't let them go."

In the past few days, he has basically been obedient to her.

Resisting not to touch her, she hated him, and he only came to visit her secretly when she was asleep, but now, he suddenly found that his repeated concessions would not make her feel soft, maybe, she Over and over again.

Kick him out of her world completely.

The dormant hostility in his eyes surfaced little by little, he held her little feet stubbornly, and said, "I don't want this king to wear it for you? What if this king wants to wear it for you?"

(End of this chapter)