The Princess of the Fairy Phoenix Road

Chapter 539 Sooner or later, you will be mine! (4)
Lord Yanling rested his chin on her shoulder, and there was a cynical smile in his voice, but the look in his eyes at this moment was complicated and difficult to distinguish, with a faint sense of uneasiness and bitterness.

It's not how confident and sure he is in himself. More than once, he also wanted to rub her into his flesh and blood like this, branding everything with himself, so that she would never have the chance to back down.

But when she was still vacillating, he tried his best to suppress his emotions, telling himself to restrain this impulse.

Ever since he met him in Minzhou City that night, he was certain that as long as he asks for it, she will definitely give him a complete gift, but such a gift is too wronged for her.

The woman he likes is an existence that should stand under the glory and cannot be desecrated, and deserves all his patience and enthusiasm to warm, melt and take care of her carefully.

After tidying up her clothes, Lord Yanling hugged Chu Xunyang and lay down.

Chu Xunyang originally turned his back to him and was embraced by him, but after hesitating, he turned over and turned to face him.

Lord Yanling lowered his head and kissed her eyelids, and said softly, "Aren't you sleepy? Go to sleep for a while, we have to leave in the afternoon at the latest."

Chu Xunyang touched his eyebrows with his fingers, and looked at his handsome face with a complicated expression, "Did my father tell you something?"

She still found a chance to ask about the conversation between Chu Yi'an and Lord Yanling, but she still felt a little uneasy in her heart.

"What do you think he will say to me?" Lord Yanling asked back with a smile, his tone half truthful and half false.

When Chu Xunyang heard this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, raised his arms around his neck, and hid his face in the socket of his neck.

Chu Yi'an would not interfere with her affairs with Lord Yanling, which she had already expected. If he really wanted to stop the relationship between the two, he would not have waited until today.

It's just that his indulgence will not make her feel relaxed at all.

"Until the dust settles here, I don't want to leave his side!" Chu Xunyang said, burying his face deeply in his shoulder so that he wouldn't see his expression.

Lord Yanling frowned, and the expression in his eyes turned solemn at that moment.

He pressed his fingers on her back through the clothes, comforting her gently, but the feeling of uneasiness in his heart was rising and intensifying——

Not only Chu Yi'an's attitude towards this matter was extremely unusual, but even Chu Xunyang was the same.

The father and daughter seem to be deliberately hiding some shocking secrets in order to protect each other.

Thinking of Chu Xunyang saying that he had something to say to him when he came back from Chuzhou, his heartbeat became inexplicably chaotic——

What kind of big event would make Chu Yi'an abandon his beloved daughter, and even threaten to let her go away?And what kind of secret can make Chu Xunyang, who has such a tough and strong personality, keep it secret and back down again and again?
"Okay!" No matter how embarrassed he was, Lord Yanling finally just kissed her temples, "You can do whatever you want, and it's all up to you. But go to sleep now, didn't you say you'd wait to get back from Chuzhou?" Do you have something to say to me when you come back? Then wait until you come back to talk about everything!"

"Yeah!" Chu Xunyang closed his eyes obediently, leaned against him again, adjusted a comfortable angle, and buried his face deeply in his chest.

Royal Palace.

A group of six secret guards knelt in the emperor's bedroom together, lowered their heads vigorously, without saying a word.

The emperor sat on the dragon bed, because he had just been awakened from his sleep, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and he stared at the group of people kneeling on the ground as coldly as if he had substance.

The leading man in black was holding a machete in his hand.

After being washed by the rain, the blood stains on it had been washed clean, and the cold light shone under the light, reflecting the color in the emperor's eyes became more and more cold and stern, as terrifying as the edge of a knife.

"Su Rong was rescued by the second son of the Su family, and the slaves didn't take Taoist priests." The leader in black said, although he tried his best to keep calm, he was still dripping with cold sweat, "This is her weapon!"

The emperor kept the corners of his lips tensed, and was silent for a while, and then he said with a sour voice, "Present!"

"Yes!" The man agreed, got up anxiously, bowed and walked forward with small steps, and presented the scimitar in his hand.

The emperor stared fixedly at the blade, and after a long silence, he slowly raised his hand to take the scimitar.

The legs of the man in black standing in front of him were already trembling, and he could almost imagine his fate in the next moment.

The emperor's hand trembled faintly, holding the knife in his hand, and suddenly raised his hand.

The man subconsciously closed his eyes, and his heart became cold.

But the next moment, I heard a muffled click in front of me, then a loud bang, and then the sound of porcelain shattering. The machete flew out obliquely, cutting off a flower stand not far away.

"Get out!" The emperor's voice was cold and without warmth.

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and then, as if he had been pardoned, he quickly knelt down to thank him, and the group hurried out.

After a few people left, Le Shui was still outside, not daring to come in. While hesitating, someone asked from behind: "What are you doing sneakily?"

Le Shui was overjoyed, and when he turned around to see Li Ruixiang standing behind him, he was so excited that he almost shed tears, and said, "Master, haven't you been infected with the wind and cold for the past few days?"

"If you don't go in and serve, what are you doing hiding here?" Li Ruixiang said, frowning and looking into the hall.

"The emperor is angry!" Le Shui whispered.

He didn't know much about the hidden guards, and he didn't dare to go in just now, so it could only be a vague reminder at the moment.

Li Ruixiang's eyes were fixed, then he breathed a little, patted his shoulder, and walked in.

The emperor was still sitting on the bed in his original posture, and a pot of daffodils was scattered on the ground, making a mess.

Li Ruixiang walked over, and when he saw the scimitar lying in the middle of the broken porcelain, he felt a bit clear, and tentatively said: "Your Majesty, please tolerate her—"

"Bitch!" The emperor cursed angrily, originally he just blurted out, but his temper was suppressed for too long, and the voice turned into an unstoppable roar as soon as it came out.

He beat the bed board vigorously, the imperial majesty in the past was really gone, roaring hysterically.

Li Ruixiang frowned, and with a wave of his hand, Le Shui outside hurriedly led the palace people away.

Li Ruixiang didn't take a step forward until the emperor had vented his anger, patted his back to calm him down, and said, "Your Majesty calm down, the imperial physician told you not to get angry as much as possible, everything must be based on the dragon's body."

"That bitch really got mixed up with Su Yi!" The emperor said bitterly, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood while speaking.

(End of this chapter)