Fu Yue stared straight at Ji Rong's waist.
He was wearing a black dragon robe, with golden dragon patterns hovering at the corners, exquisite and luxurious, the dragon robe was tied with a buckled belt, and the jade knot, buckled by the belt like this, really looked that part Waist... slightly thinner.
But not flimsy, it makes people want to hug.
Fu Yue coughed lightly, and silently waved away the thoughts in her mind.
Hey, what are you thinking...
It made her look very horny.
Fu Yue looked up at Ji Rong calmly, and found that he was staring straight at her, with a slightly weird expression on his face.
I don't know if it is her illusion.
... The corner of the man's mouth seemed to twitch.
The palace eunuchs next to them had never seen such a battle before. When they heard Fu Yue say "Your waist is very thin" to their majesty, their bowed heads lowered even more.
It's over, it's over.
No one has ever dared to say such presumptuous words in front of His Majesty. This beauty who has just entered the palace is afraid that she will disappear.
Maybe they will all be angered, and then be cut down by the angry His Majesty with a sword.
The palace people waited for a long time but did not wait for the moody His Majesty to speak, nor did they see him lose his temper.
? ? What's wrong, Your Majesty
Ji Rong is not angry.
It was obvious that this woman's words were offensive, but he just felt a little weird when he heard it, and he didn't really think about killing her.
Fu Yue took the initiative to speak, and she blessed her body, saying: "Your Majesty, forgive me, my daughter... my concubine made a slip of the tongue for a while."
"Um."
The man's voice was faint, and he couldn't hear any joy or anger.
Ji Rong stroked the jade finger on her thumb, and said with thin lips, "It's late at night, what are you doing at the city wall?"
"Want to escape?"
When these two words came out of his mouth, there was something sinister and dangerous in the plainness.
It was as if, if Fu Yue's answer dissatisfied him, he could take her life at will.
Think of the persona of this tyrant.
Fu Yue still decided to explain: "No, the concubine didn't, the concubine just, just... came out for a walk in the middle of the night and got lost."
Although this reason sounds stupid and ridiculous.
But it is true.
Ji Rong slightly curled up her beautiful thin lips, her fair and handsome face was somewhat sarcastic.
"Do you think I will believe such nonsense? Another explanation."
Palace people: "..."
No, Your Majesty, why are you still talking nonsense with this beauty? ?
Another explanation, this, this... sounds like a small fight between lovers, it is not threatening at all, it is not like your majesty in normal times.
Not angry
Didn't kill anyone
... It's over, His Majesty is crazy.
Fu Yue blinked and looked at Ji Rong.
Suddenly, her face collapsed, and her exquisite snow-white face was full of misery and distress, as if she had suffered some great injustice, her small face turned pale, and she bit her red lip as if she was about to cry.
"Your Majesty, my concubine has been wronged—"
The coquettish wavy line almost lingered for three days without end.
"... poof."
Ji Rong couldn't help laughing out loud, his body was trembling with laughter, his slender jade fingers clenched his fist against his thin lips, he couldn't help laughing, he almost burst into tears from laughing.
Why is this woman so funny.
The emperor's suppressed laughter gradually became unrestrained, and the palace people in the entire palace looked at each other, seeing the undisguised surprise on each other's faces.
His Majesty actually laughed
Still laughing so presumptuously.
It's not like the devil's mocking sneer when killing people on weekdays.