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1812. Chapter 1812 Misprovoking the Tyrant 92

She wanted to push him away, but her strength was so different from his,

She is as meager as an insignificant little ant, while the other person is a towering tree.

Trying to shake him is simply a fantasy.

"You are already mine, how can you hate me? How can you be afraid of me?"

The petite body trembled violently under his palm,

The words hate and fear were clearly written on her face.

Han Junrong suddenly looked like an enraged beast, staring at her with a fierce look in his eyes, as if he wanted to tear her bones apart into his belly.

"Ah... let me go... you stupid king... I don't want you to touch me..."

Since he couldn't push him, Ming Xiaochen clenched his fist and attacked his chest.

Although the emperor asked her to retreat, Hong Tao was always guarding the door of the room.

When she heard Ming Xiaochen let out a sharp cry, she couldn't help being surprised.

Could it be that the emperor is bullying the empress again?

Although she thought that the emperor liked the empress, if he didn't like the empress,

How could he bring her back from the cold palace? After getting married to her, he even gave her medicine.

This is a rare thing, but if the empress doesn't like it, everything is in vain.

After hearing the empress scream so miserably, should she go in?

But is it useful for her to go in? What can she do? She is just a palace maid with nothing,

How could she stop it, but hearing her screams, how could she bear it?

Hongtao hesitated for a long time, thinking that the empress would risk her life for her, what else was she afraid of?

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, then raised her hand and was about to knock on the door.

"You'd better not disturb the emperor's pleasure."

Suddenly a cold voice came out from behind her.

"hinder……"

Hongtao was startled by the sudden sound, and she immediately turned around,

But she didn't see anyone standing behind her, and a chill suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart.

"If you want to survive, get out of here."

Cold words came from behind her again.

"Who is pretending?"

Hongtao lowered her voice and quickly turned back, but still didn't see anyone.

My heart became even more frightened, maybe I had seen a ghost.

"If you don't leave here, I won't be rude to you."

He did not answer her words, but warned her coldly,

The voice was so cold as to be spoken by a human being, making people shudder when hearing the words.

"you……"

Hong Tao was about to retort, but then a thought flashed through her mind:

It is said that there is a shadow of a strong martial artist beside the emperor.

No one can control him except the emperor, and no one except the emperor has seen his true face.

Because everyone who has seen him has become a dead soul under his sword. Could it be that the person who just spoke is him?

Thinking of this ruthless character, Hong Tao shuddered, raised her eyes and glanced at the closed door, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "Mother, I'm sorry."

If he was there, she knew that he might have already solved her before she opened the door.

In the end, she left helplessly, hoping that the emperor would be gentler to his empress.

What a terrifying look, his look was like a lion chasing its prey,

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