Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 569 You, Go Take Off Joel's Smoke Mask

Before she finished speaking, she clearly felt the air pressure in front of her drop suddenly.

Yingchen's brows and eyes were suddenly covered with black mist: "Continue."

"As for Miss Changsheng, she can only rely on herself to fight for the top. Princess Qiao even asked her if her mother treated her well. Anyway, she said a lot of ugly things, and you know Changsheng's temper. They were all going to fight, but this time, Joel smoked him and didn't say a word."

The room seemed to have fallen into dead silence.

The black and white chess game in front of him is very similar to the entanglement between Qu Changsheng and Qiao Eryan when they were their biological mothers.

Heizi is being wrapped by Baizi, making it difficult to move at every step.

Like an open and aboveboard knife, pierced into a weak spot, but pierced into it unhappily, slowly and steadily, sinking in inch by inch.

Yingchen's handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

The corner of Gu Changjue's mouth curled up, and his tone seemed to be nonchalant:

"Understood, you go back."

Xuan Yue didn't stop much, turned around and left.

"What's your majesty's opinion on this matter?" As if nothing happened, Gu Changjue pinched Heizi and squinted his eyes: "Is someone talking too much? Need to deal with it?"

The emperor lowered his eyes and remained silent.

He just raised his hand and fell silently.

Gu Changjue left absent-mindedly, but the emperor suddenly got up and left.

He ordered someone to save the chessboard, but when he looked down, he was stunned.

He actually fell into a deadlock, and then went down, defeated and defeated, until he completely collapsed.

It was because of Yingchen's last decisive move.

The emperor left the room, Xuan Chang listened to the order with his ears down.

Sweeping over with cold eyes, Ying Chen said, "Bring that lowly maid over here."

The action was quick, and the blindfolded Zhu Yu was roughly taken off by Ying Chen's man.

She was still alive, her wounds had even healed, and she was detained in front of Yingchen tremblingly:

"Emperor, Your Majesty!!"

Gu Changjue walked out the door, watching this scene, his heart was already agitated.

Yingchen's tone was unwavering: "Order Lin Shuo to add one more thing to the national treasure that is going to be seen today."

The so-called things are Zhu Yu in front of me.

Xuan Chang nodded.

The emperor's cold expression suddenly hooked a treacherous smile.

He looked at Zhu Yu with hooked eyes:
"Tonight, take off Joel's mask, understand?"

Tears gathered in Zhu Yu's eyes, mixed with fear: "Understood, I understand."

However, Gu Changjue felt that it was inappropriate: "How can you guarantee that she will not betray her? If you suddenly tell the truth in the hall, it will be too late for us to kill her."

Emperor Yong'an stared at Zhu Yu with frightening eyes:

"No one can ever betray me."

After speaking, Zhu Yu seemed to have pressed some switch, and Zhu Yu suddenly became terrified.

She screamed, clutching her stomach, and fell to the ground like a curled up worm, howling for mercy:

"Master, master don't want it!! I am obedient! I am really obedient!!"

Such screams and wailing made Jiang Ye frowned uncomfortably.

Zhu Yu's expression of pain suddenly relaxed, and he curled up on the ground, his legs were limp and unable to move. It was obvious that the pain had been relieved, so he was carried back again.

Gu Changjue showed surprise on his face: "You know how to make a blood mark?"

This is An Le Nation's technique. He is a native of Ying Nation, how could he do it?

Immediately Gu Changjue thought of Qu Changsheng:

"Are you going to lay Changsheng too? To make her like you? Are you controlling her with blood marks?!"

The emperor's leaving footsteps paused, looking back, the voice was slightly cold:
"Do I need to do that?"

"...?" Gu Changjue was puzzled.

Yingchen raised the corners of his mouth, seemingly sarcastic.

With this smile, everything suddenly pales, and it also makes the soles of the feet feel cold:

"The knife in my hand will never be pointed at her, and I will never allow others to touch her."

"Understood? Little Prince?"

(End of this chapter)