Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 286 – Clothes are not as good as old, people are not as good as old
For no reason, the corners of his lips curled up beautifully because of the joy in his heart, and he almost burst into tears when he saw Feng Zhan in the distance.

Apart from facing His Highness the Crown Prince, His Majesty hasn't smiled from the bottom of his heart for a long time!
Based on this, he decided to put away the eighteen instruments of torture that he specially prepared for the Holy Empress as soon as he went back!
"Wind Slash!"

"Prepare a war horse for me! It should be stronger!"

After Sikong Que turned his head and carefully sized Huyan Qingmei's figure, he said very seriously.

Feng Zhan took the order and turned around to prepare the war horse requested by His Majesty, but saw Sikong Que behind him opened his golden mouth again.

"I hit it off with the Empress Fengsheng! I bestow upon her the honor of traveling with her!"

Feng Zhan staggered, almost fell, and wondered in his heart which game His Majesty is playing?

"Emperor Yunlie! I don't want to ride with you! I have feet myself!"

At this moment, Feng Zhan had brought the war horse Sikong Que needed to him, and Sikong Que turned around and jumped onto the horse's back.

"Come up!"

He leaned over and stretched out a hand in front of her, about to take her hand.

"I will go by myself!"

She slammed his palm away as if facing a formidable enemy.She shrank back in the opposite direction.

Sikong Que, who was slapped in the face by her, was not angry, on the contrary, he gave her a doting look, and immediately swung his horsewhip, pulling her into his arms!
She only felt her body lighten, and her whole body flew up. Before she could call for help, she suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

At this time, Sikong Que had already removed his blood-stained armor, and was wearing a black outfit. There was no other reason, but he just wanted to make the person in his arms feel more comfortable, so as not to be affected by the cold armor.

"Let go of me! Sikong Que!"

She was hugged tightly in his arms, her breath was full of his breath, for some reason, she couldn't hate this domineering breath.

"Don't let it go!"

"I won't let you die!"

God gave him another chance to let her return to him, even if he died, he would never let her go.

At this time, he was smiling with a ruffian face, like a cheating child.

The roots of her ears turned red instantly, and then she obediently stopped resisting, but her mouth began to be relentless and sarcastic.

"I didn't expect Emperor Dafengyun to be so harsh! He can have evil thoughts towards me!"

Hearing her belittle himself, Sikong Que felt a dull pain in his heart. The suffering she experienced was all brought to him by him, and he was filled with guilt.

"Yeah! In fact, there is nothing special about you, but you just happen to have the look I like, and you just happen to have it!"

Sikong Que put his chin close to her ear, and said softly and affectionately.

"Sikong Que! Please show some respect!"

She bowed her waist, deliberately distanced herself from him, and didn't want to have any more contact with him.

He suddenly wanted to play tricks on her, so he stretched out his hand to caress her cheek!

"Don't move, there's dust on your face."

"Go away!"

This apprentice must want to take advantage of the opportunity again, so she unceremoniously pulled out the lancet for body protection.

With a flash of cold light, the lancet she was carrying cut through his sleeve, and if he retracted it a moment later, it must be his wrist that was injured.

"My clothes are torn!"

"Hmph! If it breaks, it will break! If you let me go now, I will give you a hundred pieces of clothes!"

"It's different! My dress is unique!"

"cut!"

She snorted, suddenly bursting with acid in her heart for no reason, and blurted it out inexplicably.

"Could it be one of your little lovers who did it! Then I really can't afford it!"

(End of this chapter)