Fu Yue's face froze slightly.
Why is she acting so badly?
She doesn't want to lose face when this person laughs like this
See Fu Yue's depressed expression on his face. Ji Rong laughed even more presumptuously. He almost bent down, covering his stomach with his slender fingers, laughing until his stomach ached.
Fu Yue remained expressionless: "Has Your Majesty laughed enough?"
Ji Rong coughed twice.
The laughter gradually died down.
He glanced at Fu Yue with a half-smile, stretched out his hand to hold Fu Yue's hand, and led her to sit on the dragon chair.
Fu Yue was pressed and sat in his arms.
There was a dead silence in the hall, and there was no sound.
"..."
Fu Yue's whole body was stiff.
Who can tell if this guy wants to kill her in the next second
After all, this man's paws were rubbing the back of her neck, the movement was gentle, but it made people feel shuddering.
Ji Rong lowered her eyes halfway, Shi Shiran retracted the hand that was stroking the back of her neck, and then pinched Fu Yue's hand and put it in his hand to play with, as if he had found some interesting toy.
"You made me very happy."
Fu Yue tentatively replied: "... Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compliment?"
Say so.
Fu Yue has scolded Ji Rong thousands of times in her heart.
Make you happy
What if your dad is a kitten or a puppy
This dog compares.
Ji Rong has been staring at Fu Yue, and it's easy to see the unnaturalness flashing across her face. In these black and white eyes, there are two big characters of dissatisfaction.
Maybe this woman is still scolding him in her heart.
Ji Rong glanced at her: "Your mouth is wrong."
Fu Yue: "..."
Ji Rong continued to speak slowly: "I am happy today, and I don't care about you. Since you can make me happy...then make me a noble concubine."
One sentence determined her current identity.
There is no master in the harem, and the highest is nothing more than a concubine Shu.
As soon as Fu Yue came up, she was named a noble concubine.
Still for such a nonsense reason.
The palace people kneeling around suddenly felt Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts.
This Miss Qin... no, she is now a noble concubine, and she is afraid that she will soar into the sky!
After the matter spread.
In an instant, it caused a shock in the harem and even in the front court.
Everyone speculated how long this imperial concubine would be favored.
Some old people in the palace didn't take this to heart at all, because His Majesty's cruelty is obvious to all, maybe tomorrow, this noble concubine will be rejected, and even... die in vain.
that night.
After Fu Yue was washed and dressed up, she was sent to Weiyang Palace, which is the bedroom of the tyrant Ji Rong.
Only then did Fu Yue realize.
She is facing the biggest crisis in this world so far.
sleeping...
She actually wants to sleep in bed? !
Fu Yue was in pain for a while, it wasn't that she refused to applaud for love with her own Xiao Tiantian, it was this Ji Rong... Hiss, she is really sick!
She was afraid that Ji Rong would suddenly go crazy and kill her in the middle of her bedtime.
It's useless for Fu Yue to refuse in his heart.
After all, in this world where imperial power is supreme.
She is fish.
…
After being sent to Weiyang Palace.
Fu Yue pushed open the door of the sleeping hall and went in. As soon as she stepped in, she smelled a very nice cold fragrance, dark and cold, but also extremely fragrant, it was the fragrance of Ji Rong.
Fu Yue blinked, and she walked in slowly.
Seeing that fearsome tyrant, now obediently lying on the bed, with his eyes closed, his eyelashes as thick as a small fan rest on his eyelids.
I don't know if I fell asleep or not.