Traveling through the battle with the evil emperor: the queen is too hard to pet

Chapter 432 Breaking Out 2
This morning, he just came in as a matter of routine to take a look.

I will go down and sleep again for a while.

Pushing open the door, the guard was sitting in the middle of the room, staring at Bei Qinghan calmly.

Startled.

I thought he was still sleeping as usual.

He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully again.

The morning light reflected on Bei Qinghan's forehead and his hair, making him extremely holy and extraordinary.

At that moment, what the guard thought was that he was an emperor, a real emperor.

He should prostrate before him and worship him.

As soon as his legs went limp, the guard almost fell to his knees, calling out to the emperor.

However, he didn't do that, and he calmed down quickly.What emperor, he has become a prisoner, and now he is not letting them toss.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help being complacent, and started cursing again.

"It's early in the morning, not quite dead, what are you doing sitting here. Are you still looking at someone to serve you? Don't dream. It's your turn to serve the uncle today. Delivering meals to you all day, shouldn't you also Wash your feet for uncle in return?"

The guard thought happily, the former emperor's feet are really honorable to be able to wash his feet.

From now on, he has something to show off.

Bei Qinghan was not angry either, and asked in a calm voice.

"What if I don't wash it?"

The guard raised his fist and shouted.

"Don't wash it? Believe it or not, I beat you? Return me, do you think you are still the emperor?"

The corners of Bei Qinghan's lips curved, raised his right hand, and hooked his fingers towards him.

"Come and see."

Although the chain was broken, it was still wrapped around him, so the guard didn't become suspicious.

Instead, he swaggered up to Bei Qinghan.

As he walked, he said, "If you beat me, I'm afraid you won't succeed? Anyway, you won't live for a few days. I'm not afraid of you."

The guard raised his fist high.

However, his fist never came down again.

He just raised his fist so high, his eyes widened and his pupils gradually dilated.

He fell backward slowly, onto the floor with a loud thud.

The sound was particularly shocking in the circular room.

Bei Qinghan looked at her fingers in amazement.

(End of this chapter)