The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 482 Even you belong to me.

Fu Qingran spoke first, "I can't breathe, so I asked Chu Xi to open the window for a while."

Rong Jingshen didn't even look at Fu Qingran, his gaze was fixed on Chu Xi all the time, "Fu Qingran—you are pregnant now, and you have become fat with courage, so let this king's concubine close the window for you?"

Fu Qingran: "."

Chu Xi bent her back. She was actually very surprised to hear his words, but she was not surprised. It was not surprising for a person like him to say anything from him.

Because, he is an uncertain person.

"The truth is, I feel stuffy, so the windows I opened have nothing to do with the light dye."

Rong Jingshen glanced out the window indiscriminately, but saw that there were no footprints in the open space outside the house, so he calmed down, took Chu Xi's hand, and said, "Since you feel bored, you should go out earlier."

His words were gentle, but there was a chill hidden in the deeper eyes.

"Compared to seeing someone I don't want to see." Chu Xi raised her lips and smiled flamboyantly, "I'd rather have chest tightness and shortness of breath."

The man seemed to have gotten used to the way she spoke.

From the day she was brought back, her heart was already cold, and even her whole body was covered with thorns, as long as she got close to her, her flesh and blood would drip.

original.

Trauma tortures only the body, while the damage to the spirit is directly engraved into the soul.

"This king can't bear it."

He has been fond of hugging her lately.

Perhaps only such a negative distance can make people feel real.

He picked up the woman by the waist and walked out of the house. Chu Xi's hand was hanging limply on one side, she didn't even have the will to struggle, like a porcelain doll that had lost its soul, although its appearance was exquisite and beautiful, it looked very empty.

After Chu Xi and Rong Jingshen left, Fu Qingran propped herself up and got off the bed, pulling her shoes with her feet.

Putting on her coat, she walked to the window, said, and called softly, "The child's father!"

"Miss Fu."

The voice came from above her head.

Fu Qingran felt it was very strange, there was a screen blocking Chu Xi and Bai Ziyu just now, so she only saw a figure flash, and then the window opened with a bang, both she and Chu Xi thought that Bai Ziyu jumped out of the window and left .

Unexpectedly, Bai Ziyu hid on the beam of the house.

At this time, the corners of the black clothes fluttered, and the man jumped down lightly and landed in front of her.

Fu Qingran's voice gradually became hoarse, "Second Highness, please help Chu Xi."

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on the corridor.

After thinking about it, Chu Xisi decided to ask about the whereabouts of her small treasury. In all likelihood, this bastard took her money.

"Is my private money stolen by you?"

"That's not your private money."

Depend on!It was bought by her father for her!
It was rare for Chu Xi to have some mood swings, and there was a look of sullenness between her brows and eyes, "It's not my private money, is it your money?"

too little.

These days, I seldom hear women's emotional words, and for a while, I feel a little hesitant.

"The palace belongs to this king—everything in the palace belongs to this king, including the money you have hidden." He intentionally pressed close to her ear, and the heat of his breath leaked into her ear, Chu Xi only felt a burst of electric current all over his body.

"Even you belong to this king."

Chu Xi moved her head away and let the air-conditioning dispel the ambiguous atmosphere. She said calmly, "You are so poor? You want to search for my money?"

　Said it was done by the heroine.

　　I may really not understand your three views. When you like that person, that person breaks the promise. Although it is a last resort, the heroine doesn't know the truth. Oh, then, the hero finds the heroine and comes back. He didn't want to coax the heroine, but imprisoned the heroine, tapped her acupuncture points, and tied her with a rope.

　　Excuse me, do you have a masochistic physique?

　　PS: When fighting, it's sweet.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)