After marrying a tyrant, Ben Gong lies and wins

Chapter 33 You are unhappy, you are jealous, aren't you?
The man pursed his lips and said nothing.

She was neither shy nor shy, she rubbed against his hard chest attachment, and said with a happy smile: "Your Majesty, didn't my concubine say before that I want to sew a sachet for you? Take it out and show it to you."

As he spoke, he took a silver-white sachet from his waist with difficulty.

Holding the sachet in her little hand, she held it up high in front of him, as if offering a treasure, and asked expectantly, "How do you see the embroidering by my concubine? Do you like it?"

Di Lingyuan glanced at the sachet lightly, and couldn't help but frowned.

Cen Bo's sexy lips parted slightly, and only one word: "Ugly."

He is used to wearing fine objects, such as this kind of beginner's sewing, which is extremely rough.

In front of him, it is simply not enough to see.

It is not an exaggeration to say that I can't bear to look directly.

"Is it ugly? From yesterday to today, my concubine has sewn at least four of them. This is the only one I am most satisfied with. I thought you would like it."

She muttered, gradually restraining the smile on her face.

The precious sachet that she has worked so hard to sew stitch by stitch is rejected by others. How can she be happy?

Wasn't she wasting her time in vain?

If I knew it earlier, I would let the servant girl and embroidery girl do it for her.

I also felt that the man might not have read it carefully, because there was a majestic little silver dragon embroidered on it, which was quite Q and cute.

She stood on tiptoe, placed the Q version of the little silver dragon in front of his eyes, and shook it.

"This little silver dragon represents the emperor, don't you often wear white clothes, hehe, the concubine embroidered one."

The man raised his eyebrows in disdain, "I'm so ugly?"

"Not ugly!" Yun Duo said firmly, "How ugly is this little silver dragon?"

She put the sachet back in frustration, "Forget it, since you think it's ugly, then I'll keep it for myself, or give it to someone else, so my hard work won't be in vain, but who should I give it to?"

As she spoke, she turned her bright black eyes and thought for a while.

Suddenly, her bright eyes lit up, and she thought of the emperor's uncle Dixiu.

So, in order to stimulate the man in front of her, she deliberately said, "Well, tomorrow is Uncle Huang's birthday, so why not give it to Uncle Huang as a birthday present, I think he will like it."

As soon as she said this, Di Lingyuan snatched the sachet from her hand and tied the sachet to his silver-patterned belt.

And pushed her away indifferently, turned around and walked into the peach forest.

are you angry?Could it be jealous?
Hey.

Yun Duo curled her lips slightly, gave a sly smile at the man's tall and haughty back, and ran after him.

She trotted to catch up with the man, stretched out her slender arms, and stopped him face to face, "Your majesty, why are you leaving without waiting for me?"

The man strode forward with steady steps, ignoring her.

Seeing that he had no intention of stopping, she could only quickly back up and follow his footsteps.

While looking at him, while walking backwards, looking at the road behind him from time to time, he asked earnestly, "Why is the emperor angry?"

The man looked indifferent and alienated.

Through the top of her head, her eyes stared at the front indifferently, as if she didn't exist.

Yun Duo was secretly annoyed that she wasn't tall enough, and let him pass her directly.

She rolled her eyes, ran to his side, and stretched out her hand to untie the sachet on his waist, "Give me back the sachet, since you don't like it anyway, why don't you let me give it away? You This is too overbearing."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was pushed away indifferently by the man!
In this gap, she pinched the sachet and pulled it hard, tearing off the silver-white sachet pinned to his waist.

"what--"

Immediately afterwards, she lay down on the ground, pretending to be pushed to the ground by him, in order to win the man's attention and pity.

After all, this trick has always been unfavorable to her in front of him, and it has been tried repeatedly.

At one time, I felt that as long as she fell, he would immediately come to care for her, check her injuries, and ask her if she was in pain.

But this time is different.

The man didn't look at her at all, and walked away alone with long legs.

His face was cold, without the slightest ups and downs of emotion.

He looks very much like the ruthless scumbag described in romance novels.

Seeing that this trick was not working, she didn't pretend to fall, and stood up immediately.

Pat the dust off his buttocks, trot to him again.

While stepping back, he held the sachet he had just pulled high in his hand.

"Your majesty, you are angry with your concubine because of this sachet, isn't it? The concubine said that she would give this sachet to the uncle of the emperor. You are unhappy and jealous, aren't you?"

The man still walked forward with no expression on his face, he didn't even bother to give her the corner of his eye.

Facing such a man with a paralyzed ice sculpture face, Yun Duo really had no choice but to not back down.

She opened her arms and stopped in front of him, "Your Majesty, don't go, listen to me!"

When Di Lingyuan was intercepted by her, his exquisite long eyebrows were raised in displeasure, and he stopped walking.

The cold eyes fell on her, and they were taken back indifferently.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry."

She stepped forward to take his arm, but was thrown away indifferently by him.

"emperor."

She clings to him shamelessly again, and grabs his arm again, holding on tightly and not letting go.

She pouted and said coquettishly, "Don't be angry, this concubine is just joking with you. I will definitely not attend tomorrow's banquet. Heh, who is the emperor? Who is the emperor?"

"Which bastard is Dixiu? What does his birthday have to do with me?"

"My male god is so tall, so handsome, so talented, so honorable, so capable, so lofty, and so mighty and domineering"

"Heh, I will abandon my male god and not love? Go to his birthday party? Heh, what is he? Is he worthy?"

Her mouth seemed to be oiled, and she said a lot.

It's all words that exalt Di Lingyuan and belittle Di Xiu.

While talking, he said to Dixiu in his heart: Uncle Emperor, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. It's just that this high-cold Daoist is too oily and salty. I have no choice but to hurt you. This won the Taoist priest's attention and forgiveness, no wonder, I didn't mean it
She had three things in one mind, and she also glanced sideways at the man's face.

Seeing that he was still paralyzed with the ice sculpture, he opened her big palm and stuffed the sachet into his palm.

Shaking his arm, he said softly, "Okay, don't be angry, this sachet was originally made for you by the concubine, and you didn't want it because you thought it was ugly. It was just a joke with you, and now it has returned to its original owner, Your Majesty, do you have a laugh?"

The man didn't laugh, but she herself thought it was funny.

So, he quickly lowered his head, pretending to be sad and depressed.
(End of this chapter)