Under Yin Luzhu's gaze, Gu Tingfang stood up and walked towards her step by step.
If Shen Nanxiao is the green lotus in the pond, then Gu Tingfang in front of her is the fire demon in the sea of desire, dangerous and hot.
At this time, he was wearing a purple long-distance running shirt, and his slender phoenix eyes narrowed into a smile, slanted into his temples, and he seemed a bit bloodthirsty for no reason.
The thin lips are like peony petals hung with dewdrops after baptism, full of evil spirit, evil to the bone.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the slender jade-like Yin Luzhu in front of him, a hint of scorn flashed in his eyes, and his thin lips gently snorted with contempt.
"Why do you have to be a pretty boy if you don't do it to a good man?"
Yin Luzhu froze slightly, and silently glanced at the man in front of her, feeling a little blessed.
If we talk about pretty boys, who can compare to him?
Under Gu Tingfang's gaze, Yin Luzhu coughed lightly.
"Your Majesty, it's not my fault that my face is pale. In fact, I don't want to be so fair and flawless. But I can't help it. Some things are innate and cannot be hidden. If my handsomeness causes any trouble to Your Majesty, , I am very innocent."
"..." Gu Tingfang looked at her and let out a mean sneer from her thin lips.
"Yin Luzhu, if you slap me, how many heads can you lose?"
When the conversation changed, Gu Tingfang even sounded a bit bloodthirsty in her tone.
Looking at the angry man in front of him, Yin Luzhu pursed his lips and said with some embarrassment, "Your Majesty is a wise king, and he should not care about human life."
Gu Tingfang suddenly reached out and pinched Yin Luzhu's face.
He was about to curse, but suddenly stopped.
There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and then he pinched Yin Luzhu's face. He felt that this pretty boy's face was too smooth.
"Humph!"
With a deep snort, he threw Yin Luzhu away, his expression still gloomy and ugly, and he said: "Yin Luzhu, King Chu Xiang's face will eventually be used up."
At that time, he will leave no grass in the entire Chu Xiang Palace.
However, Yin Luzhu really saw the killing intent flashing through Gu Tingfang's eyes, the killing intent for the entire Chu Xiang Palace.
She lowered her eyebrows slightly, feeling desolate and cold in her heart.
"Yin Luzhu, just kneel here until you can calm down."
After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the inner hall.
For a time, only Yin Luzhu and Gu Tingfang existed in the huge Zhaode Hall.
This time, Yin Luzhu didn't say anything, he just knelt down in a polite manner.
At this moment, she had to admire Gu Tingfang, admire him for being so arrogant when he was young, but he could be so forbearing. As the emperor, he did not even pursue the disrespect of a prince.
The night gradually deepened, and the thousands of lights gradually went out.
Yin Luzhu was still kneeling in the hall, her head lowered, a little drowsy.
What lingers in Zhaode Hall is the eternal silence.
Yin Luzhu opened a pair of sleepy eyes and looked around the empty room. She sighed, her knees ached for a while, but she did not dare to stand up without the emperor's permission.
At this moment, a familiar voice came from inside the hall. The voice was full of emotion, like the most emotional call from late at night.
