The fast-wearing host turned black again today

Chapter 965 The Crying Empress VS The Cold Regent (13)

"Aiqing..."

With a smile on her face, Luo Li looked at Yan Yan with shy and restless almond eyes full of expectation.

That soft and waxy voice aroused waves of goosebumps in Yan Yan's body.

He frowned, unmoved at all, and still had a cold face, "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Seemingly frightened by his indifferent attitude, Luo Li flinched a little. She looked like a little rabbit that could tuck its tail and run away at any time.

But in the end, she persisted, but her voice trembled more and more.

"Mourning...can you be with me, I'm afraid..."

There was also a bright blush on his cheeks, and he looked agile and helpless.

She vividly displayed her original girlish qualities, like a delicate flower that is about to bloom.

"Your Majesty, that is your father's queen. Even if she becomes a ghost, she is still your relative."

A cold smile flashed in his eyes, Yan Yan joked.

The small face turned pale in an instant, Luo Li swallowed her saliva, and said firmly, "Zhen, I'm not afraid!"

"Really... go back, I'll come over later."

Frowning, he didn't take her words seriously, Yan Yan sent her away with a few words.

"Has the Regent had breakfast?"

Luo Li automatically ignored his words and asked abruptly.

Yan Yan was taken aback for a moment, something was wrong with her today, a little...too enthusiastic? !
"Let the servants clean up the things, I'm a little hungry...let's have dinner with me, I don't want to be alone..."

Pursing her lips, Luo Li's voice became softer as she spoke, and before she finished speaking, her eyes turned red and she began to cry.

Yan Yan pinched the center of his brows with some headaches, he never knew before that she was so clingy.

No, he knew it.

It's just that the person she clings to has never been herself.

Could it be that because of the death of her relatives, she transferred her feelings for Zhong Cheng to herself?
Then she might be disappointed.

Because he will never be able to spoil him like Zhong Cheng!

What he has always pursued is that filial sons are born under the stick!
"It's fine, it's just that my legs and feet are inconvenient these days..."

Showing a nasty sneer, Yan Yan made it clear that he wanted to embarrass Luo Li.

"You sit, you sit!"

With a flash in front of his eyes, Luo Li dog-leggedly stretched out his hand to invite him to get on the dragon chariot.

What the hell is she up to?

Yan Yan's expression was not a little bit happy because of her flattery, but his peach blossom eyes, which are known for being sparkling and affectionate, had no warmth at all. He stared at her closely, as if he wanted to see through all the little secrets in her heart.

But Luoli's expression was bright, and there was no guilt in her round and clear almond eyes. She stared at him brightly, and even squinted her eyes unconsciously because her expression was too revealing, like a milk cat with a small mind.

Forget it, he will know sooner or later what kind of medicine she sells in the gourd.

With a light snort, Yan Yan didn't pretend to be polite to her, and directly stepped onto the dragon carriage, asked the maid to lift the dragon carriage, and then sat on the dragon carriage and stared at her with all his leisure.

As the king of a country, even the dragon chariot is majestically occupied, is there any more humble emperor than this?
The answer is no.

Determined to humiliate Yuchi Luoli, Yan Yan expected to see an expression of grievance and unwillingness on her face.

He was curious what choice she would make.

Enduring the humiliation and walking back sadly under the contempt and pity of everyone?
She would still tear herself apart with him... and scold him for his disrespect!

And what Luo Li did was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Regent, wait for me..."

Like a faceless and skinless sticky candy, she clumsily climbed onto the set up dragon carriage with a fawning smile.

Yan Yan, "..."

All the maids, "..."

(End of this chapter)