Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 172
Qin Sheng didn't dare to say any more, put down the snacks he brought, and left in a hurry with black and white impermanence.

Li Yuan chatted with Uncle Guan again, and was about to prepare dinner for Emperor Jiu.

In the middle of the night, light snow fell in the sky again, hazy, cool, and very comfortable.

Uncle Guan stood in the yard looking up at the falling snowflakes.

At this time, Di Jiu's slightly difficult voice came from the room, "Li Yuan, come and serve me."

But Li Yuan was in the backyard of the kitchen and didn't hear him at all.

Uncle Guan suddenly yelled angrily: "Nephew, your wife asked you to go and serve her!"

This roar did not shake Di Jiu from the side of the bed to the ground.

Li Yuan also turned into a gust of wind and ran back from the backyard, opened the door and entered the room.

Uncle Guan was still admiring the snowflakes, and sighed quietly: "To order people, you have to be full of energy, how can you hear that little voice."

In the room, Di Jiu's leg was hurting intermittently. The weather was getting colder and colder, and her leg was getting more and more painful. When it got cold enough, she tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep.

"Let me rub your legs."

Li Yuan put Di Jiu on the wheelchair, pumped out true energy from both hands, and slowly transferred it to her legs, warming her legs and removing the cold air.

After feeling better, Di Jiu closed his eyes and loosened his brows a little bit, "It's better to amputate this leg directly."

The man held her hand tightly, "Pain is a good thing, don't think about it."

Di Jiu smiled and opened his eyes, "Go and do your work, I'm fine."

After Li Yuan wrapped her legs and walked out, Di Jiu slid the wheelchair to the door of the room, admiring the snow through the open door.

Uncle Guan was standing not far from her, also looking up at the snow. He was very white, so white that it was almost transparent. When he combined with the snow, he was like a snowman standing in the snow.

Uncle Guan's gaze moved down, and finally landed on Di Jiu. He walked over with gentle steps and stood with her to enjoy the snow.

Di Jiu was a little surprised by Uncle Guan's approach, but he didn't ask any questions, and remained silent.

Uncle Guan suddenly said, "You are with Li Yuan even if you have lost your legs?"

Di Jiu didn't take it seriously, "Who stipulated that cripples can't have love?"

Uncle Guan lowered his head and looked directly at her: "You are lame."

"I know." Di Jiu smiled lightly.

"Know that you are still implicating Li Yuan?"

"Why do you still speak when you know you are owed?"

Uncle Guan frowned, his face full of doubts: "Is this a concept?"

Di Jiu admired the snow lazily, "Of course, they are all ignorant, and no one is much better."

Suddenly, Uncle Guan's eyes widened, "Wait a minute."

"Ok?"

"What did you just say about me?" Uncle Guan's face was full of horror, "I owe you?"

Di Jiu blinked, "Not only is my mouth sloppy, but my brain is also a little dull."

"..."

Uncle Guan was choked for the first time in his life, and he was in a bad mood.

"According to your seniority, I should also call you Uncle Guan. I can understand your feelings, but I don't know your purpose, and I don't want to be clear, so you don't need to say anything to me that will harm Li Yuan. You don't need to throw me such a powerful weapon, or even a golden ten thousand taels to force me to leave Liyuan, your bargaining chip is not low, but I, Emperor Jiu, don't bother."

Uncle Guan remained expressionless, "At least I have bargaining chips, how about you?"

Di Jiu suddenly laughed, raised his eyes to look at him, his sharp eyes were extremely cold, "My bargaining chip is myself, I can live without power or power, but your nephew can't live without me."

Hearing this, Uncle Guan's eyes didn't change, but his heart almost jumped violently.

This guy didn't even take the bait, but he was a bit bloody, very good.

(End of this chapter)