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Chapter 82 I Married the Prince Regent After Dressing Up as a Man (11)
"Huo Zhiheng, it doesn't matter how you played in the past, but if you dare to touch me, you'd better weigh the consequences."

"This king pushed you to that position, so naturally he has a way to pull you down."

The man's expression has lost half of the softness when he just looked at Huai Li, and his eyes are completely cold.

Huo Jue thought, if Huo Zhiheng really dared to covet his concubine, he would definitely kill him.

Huai Li looked at Huo Jue blankly.

It was strange in my heart why he protected himself like this.

Huo Jue pulled Huai Li away.

Huo Zhiheng looked at the backs of the two, his face was a little ugly, and he gave a light "tsk", it seemed that he had played too much.

Uncle Huang really likes General Wei.

But I also like it, I like General Wei's face.

In short, after the regent left, Huo Zhiheng went crazy, smashing things and drinking.

He drove away everyone, leaving only Xu Xu in the hall, and Xu Xu was frightened by Huo Zhiheng's crazy behavior, so she shrank in a corner and did not dare to move.

Huo Zhiheng didn't let Xu Xu go, and suddenly pulled Xu Xu from the corner, took the wine glass and forced Xu Xu to drink a glass. After the drink, he tightly held Xu Xu's wrist, "Afraid of me?"

Xu Xu paused first, then shook her head hurriedly.

"If you're not afraid, just raise your head." Huo Zhiheng said again.

Xu Xu trembled all over, but she could only raise her head.

She bit her lower lip, and crystal tears hung in the corners of her eyes, so pitiful.

Seeing her tears, Huo Zhiheng let go of his hand, looking at this face, he couldn't let go.

He raised his hand, stroked her face, wiped away the tears on her face, and said with a light smile, "Xuxu, you should thank yourself for having such a face, otherwise I wouldn't have spoiled you for so long."

Xu Xu could only nod her head desperately, for fear that if she said something wrong, a bowl of poisonous wine and three feet of white silk might be waiting in the next second.
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at night.

After bathing.

Huai Li was sitting barefoot on the edge of the bed, wearing a white singlet, her hair was loose, her singlet was slightly open with collar, no corset, showing a little ups and downs, adding an indescribable charm.

"My lord." Huai Li called him.

With just one sound, his body suddenly changed.

"..." Was he bewitched?

He was gone for ever with his asceticism.

Huai Li pretended to be casual and asked: "Will the prince really be an enemy of the emperor for me?"

Huo Jue felt that he was in a trance, his attention was focused on the little girl's opening and closing lips, and he couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

Huai Li noticed that Huo Jue was staring at her in a daze, so she raised her hand and waved: "What is the lord in a daze? Can you hear me?"

"Ok?"

Huo Jue withdrew his eyes forcibly, changed direction without any trace, looked down at the pillow in front of him, pretending to be calm: "What did you just say?"

"Forget it, let's talk about it next time."

Huai Li sighed, lay down and said, "Go to sleep."

Huo Jue responded, and after a while, Huai Li couldn't help but asked, "Why did you keep staring at me just now?"

"No, nothing."

Of course he was thinking just now how stunning the person in front of him would be if he changed back into women's clothing.

But don't let her know that she is too impatient.

Huai Li fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed, and before Huo Jue went to extinguish the candle, she was already fast asleep with the quilt in her arms.

In the darkness, Huo Jue sat quietly beside her for a long time, and finally let out a chuckle from his throat, and then lay down.

At some point, he stretched out his hand, put his arms around her slender waist, and brought her body close to him.

　Asking for tickets, a lot of tickets have been dropped, crying to death, yesterday 4 more tickets were dropped

　　
　
(End of this chapter)