Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 285 – Who is it?

She straightened her spine and wedged the imperial flag in her hand deeply into the ground to ensure that after she fell, the flag that symbolized the Dayan Empire could still stand upright.

Just leave?She was a little bit reluctant, and she still hadn't seen who the longing figure in her mind was!

Forget it, it was nothing more than a dream, she proudly raised her chin, opened her arms, and greeted the death galloping ahead with a smile!
"Da da da da da..."

Sikong Que swung his long sword, with the joy of killing on his face, but his cold eyes met with gray-blue gloomy pupils, and he couldn't help but sink again!

He just felt that these eyes seemed familiar. She just looked at him without focus, but it was like a spring breeze, which melted the thousand-year-old ice and snow in his heart.

"Shut up!"

He caught off guard and immediately tightened the reins, and the galloping horse suddenly raised its legs, and its front hooves were about to step on the woman who wanted to die not far away!

Before he had time to think, he subconsciously used his inner strength, and slashed at the restless war horse sitting down with his palm!

This wasn't enough, he jumped up, stood in front of Huyan Qingmei, and kicked the crumbling war horse away with a kick.

After confirming that the horse was subdued, he turned around and stared deeply at the veiled her.

No wonder he felt that the voice and figure of the other party seemed familiar, so she was the woman who stayed overnight in the Temple of the City God that day.

"Dayan's people seem to be Xiaoxiao who like to hide and hide!"

He lifted the veil covering Huyan Qingmei's face with a teasing sword, his eyes chased the veil slowly falling to the ground, and then he raised his eyes to see the true face of the Holy Empress.

"I want to see your..."

"Bang!"

"Escort!"

Hearing that His Majesty's saber fell to the ground without warning, Feng Zhan and several Dafeng Shadow Guards immediately dodged to block Sikong Que.

"Go back!"

Sikong Que's voice trembled faintly.

"promise!"

His eyes just stared at her without blinking. If his eyes could materialize at this moment, a deep hole would have been burned in Huyan Qingmei's body.

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that his and her hair were covered with wisps of autumn frost before Sikong Que took the first step.

Step by step, he staggered slowly and walked in front of her, grabbed her collar angrily, and immediately searched carefully at the seam between her jaw and neck, but failed to find a disguise like a human skin mask as he wished.

He didn't give up, so he took off the water bag he was carrying and poured all the water on her face.

"Emperor Yunlie! Whether men and women can kiss each other! Didn't your mother and concubine teach you?"

At this time, Sikong Que could no longer hear any movement around her. Although her face was bloated and fat, even her facial features were no longer what they used to be.

Even her body shape was completely different from the petite and exquisite one back then.But he still recognized her at first sight.

"You... who are you?"

His tone seemed cautious and extremely apprehensive.

"I am the Holy Empress of Dayan! Hu Yan lightly brows!"

"No...you're not!"

He didn't hear the answer he wanted, so he retorted unwillingly.

"Hehe! Oh that's right! I'm still the unmarried wife of Prince Tianzhao!"

"No!"

She was a little puzzled, why did Emperor Yunlie so arbitrarily deny this, and then make the decision for her.

"Tianzhao has announced to the world that the engagement between Prince Yin and Empress Fengsheng is void!"

He said gloatingly, satisfied that he didn't see any heartbroken expression on her face.

(End of this chapter)