My lord is a demon again

Chapter 270 The Most Disgusting Man in History

Zhaoyun asked people to bring all the cakes and white chrysanthemums sent by the people outside the door into the palace, put them on a shelf made of firewood, and then burned them all up.

Although Sikong Luo's life and death are unknown, she wants to convey the people's sincerity to him, and if he is in heaven, he will be able to see it.

"Sister, the water is ready, go take a bath." Xin'er came out from inside and said.

Zhao Yun said in despair, "If I don't wash it, the water will wash away the smell he left on me..."

"Sister...don't do this..." Xin'er saw it and cried in her heart, but she couldn't help at all.

Concubine Lan also went back to the palace, she just didn't want to show it in front of others, in fact she loves her more than anyone else.

Xin'er had no choice but to sit down in the palace courtyard with her sister and wait quietly.

What are you waiting for?Wait for the time to pass, wait for the sadness to pass, wait for the memory to fade...

And at this moment, Sikong Yu came in, and as soon as he entered, he was coughed repeatedly by the smoke that hadn't cleared away.

Zhaoyun heard the coughing sound, turned his head, and when he realized it was him, he clenched his fists for an instant!

"Minister, kowtow to the emperor." Although she hated her to the bone, Xin'er still wanted to salute and greet her.

"Excuse me, you go out first."

Xin'er glanced at her master, seeing that she had no objection, she said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhao Yun didn't even look at him, holding back his anger: "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing?" Sikong Yu couldn't help sighing, and said, "I only had one younger brother in my life, and he suddenly left without saying goodbye, which made me feel bad~~"

As Sikong Yu said, he even reached out to wipe his tears, even though there were no tears to wipe at all.

"If you want to come here to gloat over the cat's misfortune and see the jokes, then I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise, Zhao Yun will let you know what regret is."

"Zhaoyun, how can you talk to me like this? You are my younger brother and sister. Once Emperor Luo dies, I will take care of his widow instead of my younger brother. Today, I care about you and want to come and see. Brother and sister, what are you doing?" That's it."

"Then you see it now? Let's go, Xin'er, see off the guests!"

"Wait!" Sikong Yu said with a displeased face: "Zhaoyun, I am the Ninth Five-Year Lord, and no one can chase me away."

As he said that, Sikong Yu approached Zhaoyun in a few steps, and suddenly grabbed her hand and said, "Look at these little hands, how delicate they are, alas, it's a pity that my brother won't have the chance to enjoy them in the future."

Zhao Yun gently closed his eyes: "My brother just died, and his bones are not cold. You, an elder brother, not only did not pray for him in silence, but you rushed to moles his woman first. Do you know that you deserve to die for doing this?" Woolen cloth?"

Seeing that Zhaoyun didn't resist, Sikong Yu pushed forward, starting from her small hand, touching her shoulder, then down to her back, and then to her charming waist.

"Damn it? Hmph, I am the Ninth Five-Year Lord, who dares to let me die? Zhaoyun, now everyone in the capital knows that Zhaoyun is the one who has won the rumors of the world. At first I didn't believe it, but slowly, I believed it." , the whole world is in my hands, so shouldn't you also obey the will of God and be my woman?"

Sikong Yu saw that Zhaoyun's eyes were still lightly closed, and unexpectedly had an incomparably obscene thought, and thought to himself, could it be that she was waiting, waiting for his insult?

Are women really so inseparable from men?

(End of this chapter)