The Queen's Troubles: Her Majesty Is Jealous of Her Husband

Chapter 120

"Stop talking, get out!"

Ouyang Youche suddenly roared angrily.

The four looked at each other, sighed silently, and had no choice but to back out.

The emperor has already fallen in love, it doesn't matter how the little queen died.

However, the words of the four of them really made Ouyang Youche's heart tighten.

Biting like ten thousand ants, like falling into a sea of ​​fire, the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

He stared straight at that "quiet" face, yes, she is not absolutely beautiful, how could he fall in love with this stinky girl so deeply?

She's that kind of loose, loose woman...

Not to mention escaping from the palace, he even casually had sex with a strange man... And he, despite the man's fault, even under repeated temptations, did not make her fall in love...

Sadness, anger, hatred, despair and other complex emotions imprisoned him, and he hadn't eaten for a day.

Absolutely no desire to eat.

And...he couldn't explain why he was so devoted to her. He felt that he only liked the little queen, but he didn't love her deeply.

But what does this reaction mean?
Ouyang Youche had a haggard face and dark red eyes, sitting there like a wooden man.

Until the next morning, when they saw that he hadn't come out, they couldn't help being worried and afraid, and went in again without the emperor's order.

"emperor……"

"emperor!"

Everyone screamed, overnight, their emperor, their red-haired emperor, turned red-haired into gorgeous hair overnight!
They stood in shock at the door, unable to believe the scene before them.

Didn't their emperor have other women?

Or, how could it be possible to have such a strong affection for the little queen?
Ouyang Youche looked at the four shocked hidden guards, but he didn't notice any changes in himself.

"Why did you come in again?"

Fake Fog walked to the side silently, took the small bronze mirror, and stood it in front of Ouyang Youche. In the mirror, Ouyang Youche's silver-white hair was reflected.

The snow-white hair is like those white snows without any stains.

Ouyang Youche was stunned.

He didn't expect that he would become like this.

Ouyang Youche smiled bitterly and mockingly, his eyes were completely cold.

(End of this chapter)