The heroine of fast wear, she's a little sick

Chapter 134

The little boy next to him immediately looked at Zhiyue, but this time he was fully prepared and was not shocked by him like last time.

As soon as he encountered the matter of the empress, the son seemed unable to calm down, and he became no longer like himself...

Yun Zhiyue's eyes rolled with turbulent waves, and all the things on the table were blown to the ground!
The fog dissipated, and the eyes were so deep and terrifying that it was shocking, almost suddenly, the demon was deified.

How dare he hit her... just because he is her nominal father?
Ah……

He himself didn't know how to think about it, if he hadn't had a daughter who was a queen, how would he have survived until now with his deeds when he was enthroned as the new emperor!
Forgot about Ben so quickly, how glorious did he think he was?Not relying entirely on his own daughter, but still having the face to teach Qianyi a lesson, it's ridiculous!

Wearing spotless white clothes, he stood up suddenly, and while walking outside, he said lightly, "Go to Qiwu Palace!"

Sitting in Wu Palace, Qianyi has already changed into white pajamas, without a single ornament on her body, three thousand strands of hair are hanging down softly, her face has no makeup, compared with her dazzlingly beautiful appearance during the day, she looks even more serene , soft and beautiful.

Yun Zhiyue came in suddenly without saying hello, without a notification at the door.

Xiu'er next to her was startled, and was about to speak, but found the two people in the mirror, and gradually closed it again.

Qianyi calmly took off the gold bead earring on her left ear, at this moment she was really only wearing a thin layer of unlined clothing.

Yun Zhiyue originally came in full of anger, but now seeing the person in plain white with three thousand black hair hanging down like a waterfall, sitting quietly in front of the dressing table, her breathing suddenly tightened.

He walked forward slowly, put his arms around her waist from behind, and looked at the two plain white figures in the mirror with her.

Xiu'er and Qiu'er glanced at each other, they both saw the inexplicable look in each other's eyes, and then gradually retreated.

"You still look better in white." He said plainly, but his voice was slightly hoarse.

"Really... Qianyi thinks so too." Qianyi lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes drooping, covering her expression, and the delicate kisses behind her had already landed on her slender and fair neck.

Qian Yi smiled softly, and the person in the mirror also smiled, the beauty was shockingly beautiful.

"It's only been a while, and you think about it again?"

Yun Zhiyue said nothing, just lowered her eyes and never stopped her movements.

No longer like that saint who has no desires and desires, Mr. Yun.

Unknowingly, he took her to the back bed, and someone's belt slowly floated down...

He gradually covered up...

……

Qianyi leaned against his chest, playing with his strand of black hair, and asked him softly, "Why are you here today?"

"Can't I come?" Zhiyue is much calmer than when she came here. After all, she is also her nominal father. She has handled it very well. If she forces herself to stand up for her, the result may not be good. .

Qianyi smiled and nodded, "Stay here tonight?"

Zhiyue's eyes darkened again in an instant, but then she shook her head slightly when she thought of a lot of things that were still waiting for him to deal with.

He kissed her lips gently. Only when everything was dealt with and all possible troubles were resolved, could he truly feel at ease and they could truly be together without any scruples.

There is already a lot of scolding outside, but so what?
His Yun Zhiyue's talent, learning and fame don't need others' approval!

She can throw all the blame on him as much as she can, and he doesn't mind.

Although he knows that the moon is seeking the country, this is indeed good.But as for the faint voices that started to sound in the court, he really hadn't thought about the matter of making him a king on his own.

Therefore, Hua Zhipei really cannot die for the time being, and now he has locked all the information in the country, and the situation cannot be spread abroad.

But if Hua Zhipei died, it would be hard for him to hide it, and then he would have to take the position by himself, but he really had no desire for that position.

He must kill the person, but it will take a few more days.It would be nice not to support a young puppet to go up.

The last time a spy reported to him that it was the eighteenth prince that Qianyi liked very much, he seemed to be doing well.

He is young and easy to control. His childhood experience has taught him to know how to be content, to eat and drink enough, and not to be too greedy.

What's more important is that Qianyi has been kind to him. With such an old relationship, many things in the future will be much more convenient.

His enthusiasm poured down like pouring rain. He said he would not stay tonight, but he didn't say he wouldn't come again before he left...

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After Yun Zhiyue left, Qianyi called someone to prepare to take a bath.

The peach blossom eyes are coquettish and watery, and the fair skin is as delicate and flawless as the finest suet jade.

Delicate clavicle, black hair slowly slipping down like fine silk, hanging down into the water, gradually spreading out like seaweed, the beautiful and hazy scenery under the water faintly emerges...

Suddenly, those eyes suddenly opened, and the coquettish peach blossom eyes sharpened, sensitively capturing the subtle and imperceptible difference in the air flow speed somewhere.

Immediately, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the air, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch it.

Ordinary people can only see an afterimage moving slightly, and after reacting again, a silvery red light has appeared on those pale hands.

It was a silver-white butterfly, but on the flapping wings, there were blood-red and slightly weird patterns, which looked very bewitching.

"Jiuqu Desperate Blood Butterfly?" Qianyi asked slightly in surprise.

Nine Songs Death Blood Butterfly, it is rumored that it is a creature living in hell. It feeds on absorbing the yin energy of the dead. Its wings are highly poisonous, and the more poisonous it is, the more it likes it.

It is rumored that the flowers in hell only bloom once in a thousand years. It is rumored that the blood butterfly of Jiuqu Desperate was formed by the dead soul who was obsessed too much when he was on the Naihe bridge leading to the underworld, and it will only appear after ten thousand years of waiting.

And so far, this is just a legend.

It let her hold it peacefully, she held it with neither heavy force nor fluttering, and even though her life was in danger, she did not release poisonous powder to poison her to death.The two slender tentacles on the top of the head trembled slightly.

Qianyi was slightly startled, and the scene of her conversation with that beautiful boy who was as beautiful as a poisonous flower and butterfly suddenly appeared in the Li Palace that day in her mind.

That day, nothing had happened yet, they were still young, he hadn't rebelled, and she hadn't entered the palace yet.

That day, they sat across from each other and smiled at each other. She stroked her chin and smiled slightly, "Your eyelashes are so long."

He laughed without saying a word.

"You're not a butterfly spirit, are you?"

He still smiled and said nothing.

And then... what happened next?
Qian Yi, who has always had a bad memory, has somewhat forgotten, anyway, now she knows that he has really become a butterfly spirit.

　One more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)