A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 3 03 How much is a man's heart worth?

The fool's mere words shocked both of them.

She Youyu really didn't know about this.

She glanced at the man wearing the jade mask. His thick long eyelashes trembled, and his gray-blue pupils were full of hostility.

The girl in the red skirt who was walking towards the tall man patted his shoulder with a jade finger. During the movement, one of the big sleeves slipped off the fat-colored shoulder, and Xuefeng was strangled by the red azalea tube top.

Seeing Yuan Wuyou's pupils startled, her actions were full of style, exactly like the maid in the mansion back then, it seemed that Yuwen Huaibi liked this kind of hanging.

Yuwen Huaibi didn't look back, just slapped her hand off with a flick of his sleeve, and made a low "tsk" sound to express his displeasure.

She Youyu said dissatisfiedly, "Don't let your shoulders be touched? I'm the mother of the child in your womb!"

He suddenly turned his face sideways, narrowing his sinister phoenix eyes slightly.

It seems that both have to be silenced.

Suddenly, smelling a scent of fat and powder in his breath, Yuwen Huaibi's internal organs suddenly twitched, and he quickly raised his sleeves to cover his face, but he didn't suppress his nausea.

A "vomit—" came out of nowhere, even though it was retching, it really stunned the two girls.

His morning sickness happened suddenly, and he still didn't take off his mask even in this situation, which made Yuan Wuyou, who had never seen him since growing up, even more suspicious.

She Youyu then Shi Ran leaned forward and said with concern,
"Don't move your tires."

He also took the opportunity to touch his back, which was so thin that it hurt his hands.

The man was frightened suddenly, he flung his sleeves and pushed her away, staggered back two steps, stuck the light pole on the ground, barely supported his body, glared sideways at the female madman, his sinister phoenix eyes glistened with water.

"You get the people of the poor, but...you can't win the hearts of the poor!"

She Youyu seldom saw him get angry, and felt the evil spirit around him through the mask, thinking that Dao alone couldn't hide his eyes.

What's more, he almost told her about his killing intent.

It's just that he raised his sleeves to cover his mouth while looking fiercely at the same time, and his tall and tall body was forced to bend down because of embarrassment, which was really not a deterrent.

She raised her eyebrows: "Our children can inherit the two countries. How much is a man's heart worth?"

Yuan Wuyou was stunned: "Is this possible to say?"

She suddenly had more than enough appreciation for She.

The tall and thin emperor Xianbei couldn't stand upright in an instant, and felt nauseous for no reason, all supported by the thin light pole.

Yuan Wuyou watched and wanted to lend him the walking stick.

Now She Youyu no longer pretended to be infatuated, and watched him embarrassingly.

Yuwen Huaibi tried his best to suppress the discomfort, glanced at the girl who had just picked up the walking stick, and walked towards her.

The moat was churning, and the reed roots on the bank were wet several times.

Against the backdrop of the majestic monument, the scarred girl wrapped her body in the ink fox cloak.

In the blink of an eye, the man who was a head taller than her stood in front of Yuan Wuyou, blocking the cold wind.

Yuwen, the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, is twenty-eight years old, but apart from his outstanding seven-foot height, his appearance is no different from that of a twenty-eight boy.

The undershirt with large sleeves hung on his slightly thin shoulders, but it couldn't hide his phoenix-boned posture. The fabric was a thin layer close to the flesh, and there was a silvery dark spot on the ink-colored Shu brocade. The pattern was drawn, and a pinched waist was stretched out with a colorful palace sash.

The two stood facing each other, Yuan Wuyou raised his head not to be outdone, and watched the man pull out the colorful sash around his waist.

His deep and clear voice broke into his ears with an oppressive coolness: "Since you are not blind, can you admit this?"

The man suddenly leaned close to her, his snow-white gooseneck and ear temples were exposed on Shunhu's face.

At this moment, she can even count his distinct thick black long eyelashes, and a pair of fierce blue-gray pupils.

The night seems to be painted, and a few stars are dim.He and the palace lantern almost made up for the regret that there is no moon in the sky.

Yuan Wuyou looked at the palace sash lying on his jade-white palm, Yuwen Huaibi's fingers were slender and well-proportioned, because the palms were narrow and thin, it didn't look big, but the palace sash was lined into thin and thin ropes.

"Where can I get acquainted with a palace?"

Hearing this, a trace of sarcasm flashed across his eyes, and he took a step back to distance himself.
"There is nothing special about the palace belt, but it was given to me by the empress dowager when she drove me out. But the imperial doctor Hua Xu said that I have been pregnant for more than a month, can you admit it?"

Yuan Wuyou: "..."

One step away is enough for her to look at it wantonly.

His lower abdomen is so flat that there is no trace of fat, and his waist is as thin as a woman's. Even she is jealous, and he can't tell where he is.

"Wait, you are a white prisoner... Xianbei man, where did you give birth? Which imperial doctor in the palace dares to be blind like this?"

Before Yuan Wuyou finished speaking, the next moment, his jaw was clamped by a cold hand, and he was forced to raise his head in humiliation.

His long and slender fingers glowing with a jade-like cold light were well-proportioned and white as if they had no joints, but they were strong and powerful. He squinted his phoenix eyes and threatened: "I heard that the Lushu blood of a woman from Huaxu can make a man conceive. That day I will finally It was you who saw it, and you still want to be beaten blind?"

The mandible was pinched and rattled, and the skin on his hands was so delicate that she felt slippery when she picked it, which made her eye sockets turn red, and his knuckles also turned pink due to the force.

"I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry, I can discuss it if I am happy to be a mother."

Something is wrong!
This guy has the best face, not to mention he is a native born and bred masculine monarch!The probability of hearing words such as "a man is pregnant" and "Lushu blood" from his mouth is no less than that he is really pregnant.

The most suspicious thing is that just now he was with She Youyu, and after being humiliated by his allies, he defected to the enemy?After all, a hero doesn't suffer immediate losses, so Yuan Wuyou cooperates with him first.

Only then did he loosen her mandible, and lowered his voice:
"Since you are the child's biological mother, the widow will definitely let you go."

If something goes wrong, it must be a demon, and Yuwen Huaibi's words and deeds like a haunted ghost made Yuan Wuyou's face full of horror at that time.

It's too scary, he must have been possessed and taken away!

She Yuyu, who was staring at the two of them talking intimately, suddenly laughed,
"Want to leave? Both of you can't make up a good set of organs. Who can protect who? Yuwen Huaibi... To tell you the truth, the person you sent to supervise the battle in Xiqiang is in my hands, and the subordinates who contact you are also sent by me." Go, otherwise how dare I get entangled with you two alone?"

Hearing this, the black-clothed emperor who shielded her from the wind suddenly turned around with a lantern, and a pair of fierce phoenix eyes shot out from under the mask.

Swish!

Yuwen Huaibi didn't know what mechanism was touched, the three-foot light pole suddenly split into two, and he took out a thin sword from the middle.

The girl in the red dress was dumbfounded: "Don't be too ridiculous."

She only felt that her scalp was numb. Why did Emperor Bailu, who was weak and unable to take care of himself, play tricks?
I only heard the two halves of the wooden pole fall on the grass, and the hexagonal palace lantern suddenly fell and rolled, making a crisp sound.

The seven-foot-tall Xianbei Emperor, with his long legs, rushed up to her in two steps without giving anyone a chance to react, and put the rapier on her neck.

"Let her go." He looked back at Yuan Wuyou again, "Open the way."

Yuan Wuyou on crutches: "..."

Do you two still have the sheet music?What a match for a faint king and a tyrant, why don't you two elope with your cubs and leave the country to her!
The girl in the red skirt looked down at the sword on Xue's neck, her eyes were sad,
"I played with the princes for you, but you want to go with this disfigured trash? You like to be abused by her, ahh!—"

Without any hesitation, the man drew the tip of the sword from her cheek to her collarbone, leaving a streak of scarlet along the way.

She Youyu cried out in pain, and quickly backed away, covering his face with trembling hands, but he didn't dare to touch the wound.

(End of this chapter)