After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 167

With a cold face, he shook off Su Jiu'er's hand from his sleeve, gave her one last cold look, and strode away without looking back.

The room that was still oppressive just now became cold and silent in an instant, and the bead curtains were still swinging and bumping, as if telling Su Jiuer that Yan Yunxiao had indeed gone out from her.

But Su Jiu'er didn't feel at ease because the depressive atmosphere dissipated.

On the contrary, she just felt another puff of air stuck in her chest, sore, astringent, and tingling.

She raised her hand to wipe her eyes, making her blurred vision clearer, and now only a pair of eyes that never shed tears remained from the stubbornness in the past.

Ah, it still hurts.

At least when she was in this kind of choice, she was completely defeated.
Abandoned?
There was a lot of movement in the room just now, and Yan Yunxiao's roar not only frightened Su Jiu'er, but also frightened the group of people serving outside.

His Majesty came out with a hostile face, Zhao Shun waited carefully, and drove to Liushang Pavilion.

Seeing that the team had gone far away, Qingzhi dared to enter the house.

"My lady, don't be sad"

She opened her mouth tentatively, wanting to tell Su Jiuer and His Majesty to give in, maybe tomorrow will be fine.

Your Majesty is often in such moody moods, the empress should be the clearest, but she can't say it when she gets to her mouth.

Normally, if the empress is punished, she will not behave as sadly as she does today.

She was lying on her back on the bed, her blue hair stretched out, her eyes were bleak, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

But Qingzhi saw that the tip of her nose and the end of her eyes were red, although she acted like she didn't care about anything, but in fact, she must be resisting the urge to cry, right?

She was indeed involved in her emotions, but soon she figured it out again.

This is the best, and when she is about to leave, Yan Yunxiao shouldn't make things difficult for her.

He took a deep breath and let it out heavily, as if he had let go of his heavy feelings towards Yan Yunxiao.

But there is definitely something wrong with this woman, Shen Yu!
Thinking of Yan Yunxiao's angry and cold look when he threw her away, she couldn't help but rubbed her forehead, and frowned deeply.

He lifted the quilt and got off the couch.

"My lady, where are you going, my lady? Put on a cloak!"
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Zhaoshun didn't dare to show his atmosphere, Yan Yunxiao walked in the team, his whole body seemed to exude a dark and cold atmosphere, and the people who followed walked tremblingly, for fear of getting angry.

In this way, all the way to Liushang Pavilion.

Before Shen Yu got the letter and came out from the inner room to greet him, Yan Yunxiao already stretched his legs and walked straight into the inner room.

Shen Yu calmly stepped forward to salute, with a graceful figure and delicate lips, "My concubine greets Your Majesty."

Originally planning to go to bed, she had already removed her makeup and hair, and her beautiful face became softer and more beautiful.

Looking from top to bottom, one can see drooping blue hair, a pair of almond eyes drooping slightly, the slender eyelashes draw a gray silhouette on the face by candlelight, and the pink lips are slightly pursed, showing an indescribable gentleness.

She is a beauty with a completely different style from Su Jiu'er.

Because Su Jiuer was the only woman beside him whom he felt familiar with, he would subconsciously compare the woman he saw with Su Jiuer.

It's just a comparison, nothing else.

But Yan Yunxiao never thought deeply about why he could accurately grasp the gap between these people and Su Jiu'er every time he made a comparison.

It was because every frame of Su Jiuer's movement was deeply engraved in his mind.

He thought, if Su Jiuer came to salute him, she would not be so meek and sincere, but pretended to be obedient with careful temptation.

He could even imagine that Su Jiu'er would raise her head and look at him, then curl her eyes and pursed her lips into a smile.

Thinking of Su Jiu'er's face, it is inevitable to think of the aggrieved and stubborn little pitiful look she showed when he shook off Su Jiu'er's hand in front of Liuzhang Pavilion.

The anger returns to the anger, and he is reluctant to let him go, so he can only be angry with himself.

It's better to finish the work quickly and then go back, he has to go back to Su Jiu'er to settle the account carefully!

"Get up."

He responded coldly, without any emotion in it, and Shen Yu's body froze when he heard it, only feeling that something was going to happen tonight.

She stood up suspiciously, seeing that Yan Yunxiao's fox-fur cloak was still covered with a few snowflakes, she wanted to reach out to wipe it off for him, but she knew that there was no emotion at all between herself and Yan Yunxiao.

He was as cold as a heartless iceberg to himself, so this idea could not be implemented.

It's just that I don't know what Yan Yunxiao wants to do when he comes to her tonight.

Fortunately for her?

So far, Yan Yunxiao has never even touched a single finger of her, and looking at Yan Yunxiao's gloomy expression, how could it seem that he came to pamper her?
It's more like asking for guilt.

Although his heart was cold, Shen Yu still poured a cup of tea for Yan Yunxiao in a calm manner, "Your Majesty, it's snowing outside, drink a cup of tea and warm yourself up."

Yan Yunxiao sat on the armchair, glanced lazily, and didn't pick up her teacup.

In this oppressive atmosphere, she held the teacup for a while, and finally put down the teacup without waiting for a response.

Only then did Yan Yunxiao raise his head to look at her face, which made Shen Yu at a loss.

"Why does Your Majesty look at the concubine like this? Is there something dirty on the concubine's face?"

As he spoke, he stroked the hair around his ears with his hands, his eyes were beautiful and charming.

Yan Yunxiao remembered that Shen Yu claimed to have lost his handkerchief in the fire, and when he woke up, he was too frightened to forget what happened in the fire, and led him to think that she was the one who saved him.

She couldn't help raising her eyebrows and said, "Shen Meiren, do you still remember what flowers were embroidered on that handkerchief you lost?"

The tone was cold, with a little questioning in it, full of compulsion.

Shen Yu's back was stiff, cold sweat dripped down, "I remember, it's a white rose flower."

Her voice was soft, trembling with force.

Yan Yunxiao sneered coldly, and asked incongruously, "What does Shen Meiren think about King Qi?"

As soon as these words came out, Shen Yu only felt a thunderbolt in her head, which made her eyes go black, and she knelt down at Yan Yunxiao's feet with a "boom".

"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

Still a little stubborn, unwilling to say anything.

In case His Majesty lied to him, if she kept making excuses, wouldn't she be calling herself up?
Yan Yunxiao originally had his legs crossed and was sitting lazily in the armchair. Seeing Shen Yu kneeling at his feet, he straightened his two legs, leaned forward to support his body and said, "Ms. What's wrong? Can't stand still?"

"Don't be afraid, I just want to give him a reward after seeing that King Qi has handled political affairs so well these days in the imperial capital."

His tone was smiling, but every word fell into Shen Yu's ears like an invisible ice sword, cold and ruthless.

"Shen Meiren has always been clever. Tell me, what should I reward him for? Huh?"

(End of this chapter)