The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

Sitting at the desk, he leaned his back on the back of the chair, and the soft pillow behind him made him feel temporarily relaxed.

It wasn't until a cup of hot tea was placed on his table that he opened his eyes and picked it up. There was the temperature of the cup between his fingers, which was very warm. Although there is a central air conditioner here, such warmth is He rarely felt it.

Not only on his fingers, but also on his heart.

"This tastes very good. What's in it, Lotte?" Andrew put down the cup in his hand, and looked at the girl in front of him. She was really a very good girl, always thoughtful of everything, and let her He can always have some relaxation when he is busy.

And he found that it seemed that he could no longer leave this lovely little maid.

"I put mint leaves in it, Your Majesty," Lotte stood aside, looking at the cup in his hand with a complicated expression. She knows how to make mint tea. She learned it from her mother. If her mother Mi knows that she no longer throws the plate, she will be happy and proud of her.

Because her little Lotte has finally grown up.

Mint leaves are always a good thing.

Lotte hesitated to speak, just about to say something, but heard a burst of hurried footsteps.

Andrew put down the cup in his hand, his eyes showed some traces of coldness, "Luo Di, go down first," he waved his hand, and looked at the door.

He's only here now, and it's really a good time to come. If he was here just now, I believe, there might be a fight here.

Lotte parted her lips slightly, then turned and walked out, but when she saw the person coming in at the door, her body trembled involuntarily, for this person, she had an inexplicable sense of fear.

She lowered her head very low, and when the two of them passed by, Angelo stopped in his tracks, narrowed his eyes, and kept staring at Lotte's hair, which seemed to be really black. Hair, not dyed, natural.

It's just that he didn't think about it for a long time, because now is not the time to think about it. He has more important things to do and think about.

"Brother," he walked forward, but he was far away from Andrew, and his complexion was not very good-looking, even ugly, even uglier than when he was poisoned by the silver powder.

Andrew just closed his eyes and ignored him for a long time.

An Qiluo's unexpected good temper this time, standing here quietly, if it was in the past, he would have gone crazy long ago.

"Brother," he called again, his lips almost pursed into a slit.

With a snap, his body trembled slightly, and Andrew had already opened his eyes at this moment, and vigorously shook the documents on the table.

Then he also stood up, "An Qiluo, I really indulged you too much. Do you know how bad your reputation is now? Do you know how many people are scolding you behind your back?"

Angelo didn't speak, just watched Andrew stand up, his face was many times darker than before.

Andrew walked to his side, every step seemed to make Angelo a little scared, and he also had some bad premonitions.

"I told you to stay away from Yin Sa, why didn't you listen, and sent someone to kill him, how could you do such a stupid thing, it's all right now, everyone in the palace knows about you What a good deed you have done, and soon the whole country will know, how do you want us to protect you?"

Andrew's voice kept hitting Angelo. In the past, no matter how big a mistake he made, he would just sigh at most and then feel helpless, but this time was different, he was really angry, and very angry .

"Brother, don't you think that person is strange? The person I sent out just entered his room and fell asleep without even touching a piece of his clothes. If such a dangerous person stays in his room Here, aren't we very dangerous?" An Qiluo raised his head, with a face of not admitting defeat, he was still explaining for himself, still justifying himself, and he would destroy what he didn't like.If you like it, you must get it. If you like it but don't get it, then he will make it impossible for anyone to get it.

"Enough, An Qiluo, if he is not dangerous, if those people are not lying down in his room, then he is the one lying there now."

Andrew directly interrupted Angelo's voice, and he is still like this now, he really doesn't know what he thinks in his heart.

"We have our status, our identity, and we must also pay attention to our words and deeds. We must know how many people are watching us, how many eyes are watching our every move, and how many people want to Find out our troubles." Andrew placed his fingers on his forehead, and his face, which was five points similar to Angelo's, was extraordinarily severe at this time.

If the past connivance really hurt him, then this time, he won't do it again.

"Come on," he turned around, his back to An Qiren.A few strong guards appeared at the door.

"Your Majesty," they stood upright, put their hands on their chests, and saluted Andrew.

"Prison the second prince until the day he realizes that he is wrong." His voice sank in the air, causing An Qiluo's face to change immediately.

"Brother, you can't do this, I'm your younger brother," An Qiluo's voice was raised a lot, he should not be locked up, he is not a prisoner, he is the second prince here, not an insignificant person.

Andrew waved his hand, and the two people below immediately set up Angelo. They just obeyed the king's order, no matter who they arrested was the same, it didn't matter who they were.

Angelo's voice kept ringing in this room, but it made Andrew feel a little dazed. Perhaps, he had really done something wrong before.

He walked back to his desk, sat down, and just stared at the information on the desk stiffly. It was quiet again, and the quietness had already made him feel numb.

And An Qiluo was really locked up, and no one could intercede.

The empress dowager looked at the son in front of her. He was taller and more imposing than her, but no matter what happened to him now, he was still her son.

"Andre, I order you to release Angelo immediately, he is your younger brother," her face was unexpectedly pale, she never thought that there would be such a day when her eldest son would lock up her younger son.

"Mother, please don't meddle in this matter. If An Qiluo doesn't know what is wrong with him, then I will let him stay forever."

Andrew stood in front of the empress dowager without humility, with an unexpectedly firm attitude. This time, he would never compromise.