Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 6

Although thanks to her sleep, the people who were carried out felt what it means to walk like flying.

But her temperament looks much more peaceful, but her eyes are also more tenacious.

Maybe it's because I walked through the gate of hell.

What he thinks Han Zhiyu doesn't know, she only knows that she is about to face the boss in this world.

The palace people opened the door, and when she entered, the door was closed, and the candles were flickering inside, but no one could be seen.

Han Zhiyu blinked and was about to go out.

Just when she had reached the door, someone said: "I just came in and was about to go out? It seems that your love for the widow is nothing more than that."

His voice was nice, but his words stink.

"Love is a mutual thing. If you don't love someone, how can you expect others to be devoted until death." Han Zhiyu didn't turn around, but just faced the door.

The distance between two people standing in the huge palace seems to divide this place into the Chu River and Han Realm.

Does the original owner love this emperor? It must be love.

But feelings come first and then come first, and people and things are divided into things, but there is no reason.

The emperor is the man in the book. He was originally cynical, but after the death of the girl he liked, he turned black. He killed two brothers and killed his own father.

That is no longer a ruthless person, it is completely like a wolf, a little more than a ruthless person.

"Are you trying to draw a clear line with the widow?" The emperor's voice was a little puzzled.

Han Zhiyu shook her head and said, "I dare not, I just want to show my determination to give up on you."

The figure of the emperor on the high platform was covered by the beaded curtain, which looked hazy but frightening.

This was also the reason why Han Zhiyu didn't look at him. Even though she had the memory of the original owner, she was just an ordinary little girl, how could she resist this kind of bastardism.

Di Wang Yingyu knew from many people that she liked him. Although he knew about her liking, he was not uncommon.

She looked at him with bewildered eyes, and her joy made him unable to raise any emotions.

But now, hearing it from her personally, she said that she was no longer passionate, and instead breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, I should let her go to prevent her old love from rekindling.

Like a ghost, he pointed down the seat with his finger, and said lazily, "Come and sit, people so far away can't hear what you say."

After he finished speaking, he wished he could slap himself.

But whether he can swallow the water splashed by the words he speaks.

Han Zhiyu nodded and said, "Yes."

Looking back, I only saw Ying Yu sitting lazily on the high dragon chair, which looked about two meters long, and he didn't feel small when he sat on it.

On the contrary, it looks extremely coercive, and it only makes people think that this person should be an emperor.

However, the filter didn't last for 2 minutes, and Ying Yu put his feet on the table again, looking very unscrupulous.

Han Zhiyu was afraid that he would feel that she was jealous of him, so she sat in a particularly backward position.

I can't even see his face clearly, I can only vaguely feel the aura on his body.

Well, sure enough, he was full of arrogance.

However, compared with him, Han Zhiyu's original unstandardized sitting posture has become a very decent one.

Seeing that she was not as rigid as usual, Ying Yu thought she didn't like him, so he didn't want to maintain a perfect image.

He was rather amused: "You have gone through a life and death experience, and your head was frightened?"

(End of this chapter)