Enchanting Ugly Princess

Zhu Zimo looked down and frowned, "with a pile of meat and vegetables together, for you, do you want to eat?"

The emperor was excited by her words completely lost patience, angrily said: "what nonsense light, all excuses, you are deliberately find fault, right? What good will it do you to irritate me? " The emperor is also really confused by her, even the dirty words are out!

Zhu Zimo said with a sneer: "yes, it's just that you are deliberately angry and irritated. Do you see that? I did it on purpose. Do you see that? I didn't ask you to stay for dinner, right? You posted it in time. Are you angry? If you have the ability, you'll kill me and cut off my head. It's all over! " Zhu Zimo grabbed his sleeve and made a sign to kill his head.

The emperor's angry face turns white. No one in the whole palace or the whole Mo Yin Dynasty dares to challenge his temper like this, but Zhu Zimo is not afraid to challenge his limit!

"Don't think I dare not kill you!" The emperor snapped.

"Well, if you want to kill me, kill me now. Here's my head. Here's the sword. Come on, kill, kill!" Zhu Zimo suddenly pulled out his sword from his waist, and the cold edge of the sword cast a layer of cold shadow.

All the people held their breath, but Zhu Zimo was still fearless, holding a long sword in his hand, and handed the hilt to the emperor.

The emperor took a deep look at her and didn't take the sword in her hand. After a long time, he swallowed the last bit of anger and said slowly, "you don't have to challenge me. It's not good for you at all. Don't forget that every provocation you make will be counted on Mo Yunxiao's head..."

Zhu Zimo gritted his teeth and looked at the gloomy emperor, Her left hand held the cold sword tightly. The sharp edge of the sword cut her palm. However, she didn't seem to feel any pain. A pair of bright eyes with a strong hatred, and the veins on her hands were bulging one by one.

The blood fell from the palm of her hand. She didn't care at all. The idea in her mind was that as long as she picked the sword, she could kill the man in front of her. She guaranteed that the man would never escape. It seemed that she could feel the idea in her mind. The Emperor's face suddenly sank like ice and pushed her out with the greatest strength.

Zhu Zimo stumbled and fell to the ground. His sword fell to the ground with a clatter, which made everyone's heart shrink.

The emperor's eyes flashed over a doubt, is it just his own illusion? Clearly saw her eyes surging out of the intention to kill, but she did not hand, really just their own illusion?

Thinking of this, the emperor rushed forward and kicked the sword far away. Then he held Zhu Zimo's shoulder tightly and said in a deep voice, "Zimo, I didn't mean to push you!"

Zhu Zimo bit his teeth and ignored him. Instead, he turned back and glared at him fiercely. He was so surprised that he withdrew.

"You think I'll kill you, don't you?" Zhu Zimo looked at him sarcastically.

The emperor's lips trembled. He didn't want to deny that she had guessed wrong, but looking at her distressing eyes, he frowned and said, "no! I said, "I didn't mean it!"

Zhu Zimo looked at him disdainfully, slowly spread out his palm, only to see the original white palm, now it has been bloody.

"Call the doctor! Call the doctor The emperor looked at it and cried out in a hurry.

"You don't have to be merciful. Are you happy now? Are you satisfied? " Zhu Zimo glared at him and turned his back.

The emperor looked at her apologetically, looked back at the servants standing still, and cried out, "what are you doing? Go and call the imperial doctor, go and call the imperial doctor!"

Suddenly, Chunlan replied: "yes!" Said, stumbling up, turned and ran out.

Soon the imperial doctor came, and the emperor quickly asked him to bandage Zhu Zimo's wound, while he stepped aside and looked at Zhu Zimo anxiously.

After the shocking wound was treated, Zhu Zimo never looked up at the emperor again.

The imperial doctor retreated, and the emperor looked at her and said, "you should take good care of yourself. These days I will tell the queen that if you don't want her to disturb you again, you should be ready to be a bride to be married." Finish saying, brush sleeve to leave.

Until his back disappeared in the Luoying hall, Zhu Zimo's eyes just stretched out a little hate. The injured palm clenched, and soon Yin Hong's blood came out again.

"Miss! Why are you suffering? " Yuanbao, who was waiting on one side, saw her hand and tears came out of her eyes.

"Remember the pain he imposed on me, and it will be better to take revenge in the future!" Zhu Zimo sneered.Yuanbao shuddered, what kind of eyes it was, with a devastating chill.

In the dead of night, the maids who had been busy for a long time had fallen asleep, but Zhu Zimo suddenly sat up, looked at the sleeping Yuanbao, and got off the bed lightly.

Dressed in night clothes, she is like a nimble civet walking in the corner of the palace. With the last time Yuanbao led her way, this time, she escaped the guards' strict guard and soon arrived in the cold palace.

Pushing the door in, she saw the thin man lying on the bed. He was pale and his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was fast asleep.

Zhu Zimo step by step came to his side, bright eyes flashed a wet, throat inside like cotton blocked, uncomfortable her nose sour, Yuanbao is not to say, he is better? Why does he look so weak?

Her hand slowly extended to his pale cheek, wanted to touch, but stiff in mid air, hesitated to fall.

"Mo Yunxiao, when will you wake up? I really can't bear enough!" If it wasn't for him, how could she bear the threat of that old bastard in this palace? If it wasn't for him, how could she bear so much. Now, according to her ability, and even in the place with iron walls, she also escaped early.

Finally, I can't help touching his cheek, but in a sudden, a touch of coldness invades her throat. Before she can react, her fingers like pliers have tightly grasped her throat. At the same time, Mo Yunxiao also opens her cold eyes.