I don't dare!" Chen Guoxiang lowered his head, his voice still calm.
Old fox! Bing secretly cursed, she thought he might as well turn into a daughter and come to the Red Palace. In that case, who in the Red Palace could compete with him, who could be more ruthless than him, and who could be more cunning than him.
"You guys, don't forget what you are thinking about now." The enchanting eyes raised their charming arcs and slowly looked at the person with his head lowered in front of him. The strong sense of oppression and strangeness made the three of them panic.
After a long time, no one said anything.
Yan Yue took a step forward at this time, took out a few pieces of paper from her sleeves and placed them in front of the emperor. However, she pressed the paper with her hand and looked straight at the emperor. There was hatred in her eyes.
"Father, I hope that my father can read it seriously and carefully." The slow and powerful words fell to the ground, and the hatred and voice seemed to hit the emperor's heart every time.
UP. Pain flashed through the emperor's eyes, he sighed lightly, and said in a slightly tired voice, "Okay."
Taking away her hand, Yan Yue no longer looked at the emperor, turned around and pulled Bing away. Her cold back rejected the crowd, and there was only the small figure beside her.
He was getting more and more shocked, more and more sad, and more and more angry. Different but extreme expressions kept appearing on that gentle and elegant face. For a moment, it was distorted and made people feel horrible.
Suddenly, like a deflated balloon, his body collapsed and leaned on the dragon chair behind him. His face seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
"Your Majesty!" the Minister of War shouted in confusion, what's wrong with the Emperor? Why does he seem to have been hit hard?
"You guys go down, we can talk about anything tomorrow." The tired voice was full of traces of longing.
"Yes." As soon as the three of them saw that the emperor's expression was not quite right, they stepped back knowingly. Chen Guoxiang, who was walking forward, turned around and glanced at the man sitting high up. His eyes were unpredictable.
The yellow figure suddenly sat down, picked up the paper on the table, looked at the writing inside with nostalgia, and stroked it back and forth gently with his hand.
Yue, do you hate me? Do you blame me?
That's why he cruelly said "We will never meet again in life and death" and turned around to leave.
Why? You have him in your eyes, why would you write to me personally for him?
Is he more important than me?
At this time, the emperor fell into the madness of longing and no longer knew what to think. And his crazy and unconscious thoughts made him lose everything in the end.
"Master, do you still need us to intervene?" Yan Liu asked Yan Yue in the Moon Blood Palace.
"No need. Today, let's go out for a walk." Yan Yue's face was cold, and his eyes were extremely dark. No one knew what he was thinking about now.
Bing clenched her hand and said nothing. She knew that what was in the paper still had an impact on Yan Yue.
After saying that, Yanyue and Bing turned around and walked away. Yanliu and Undercurrent followed without saying anything. After a while, Xin'er jumped up suddenly and hurriedly chased after them.
This time I will never let the young lady leave her alone.
Zuixiangju, the largest restaurant in Kyoto, is located in the center of the most prosperous area in Kyoto, and it is also overcrowded at this time.
On the second floor, which has the best position facing the street, Bing plays with a piece of incense in his hand. I heard it is the signature wine here. However, for killers who are always on the verge of life and death, wine is a drug. It makes people addicted and leads to death without burial.
In this place, you either don't get drunk or you have to avoid drinking.