Evil Boss Comes Again

After a while, eunuch took Yan Qingyi to Jinghong hall.

Yan Qingyi hesitated for a while at the door, and finally clenched his teeth and forced himself into the palace.

Before seeing the emperor, she felt that the air inside the palace began to be full of dignity, so she could not help slowing down the speed.

In front of the couch, sat a young man in bright yellow, his head is a purple gold inlaid jade crown. His perfectly perfect face had dark eyebrows, and his lips pressed tightly, showing a proud look. The two lines under his straight nose showed a firmness and firmness on his face.

His body, exuding the king like atmosphere, long and narrow eyes with overbearing, arrogant, powerful atmosphere oppress everyone's heart, a very obvious awe inspiring momentum makes the temperature of the whole room drop several degrees.

Yan Qingyi did not get close to him, he already felt that his vest was sweating. Wei ChiYan, worthy of being the emperor of the state of Zhou, is much more terrifying than the man who did the two tasks in front of her!

This time, she finally understood why young master aman wanted to die!

Stay with such a person, let alone freedom, is that he did not let you move, you dare not move, that domineering breath, really let people breathe hard!

Yan Qingyi shivered and bowed her head to Wei Chi Yan. Her knees had already been disobeyed. With a plop, she knelt in front of him.

"Little Small See the emperor Yan Qingyi felt that his tongue was knotting and his palms were sweating. He didn't dare to lift it up.

This is the most difficult task.

Why did she have to die to choose this task?

Isn't it intentional to make yourself unhappy?

"Do you think aman has tuberculosis?" Wei Chi Yan's face didn't have any expression. The cold air that he sent out was like the arrival of God's residence, which made Yan Qingyi shiver.

"Yes Yes Yan Qing clothes trembling voice back.

"Look up." Wei Chi's cold and secluded way.

"Ah?" Yan Qing clothes Leng Leng, this just slowly raised the head.

Although this head was raised, she did not dare to look at Wei Chi Yan, but moved her eyes to the body of a man childe beside her.

Young master a man is also afraid of Wei Chi Yan. Otherwise, why is his eyes full of fear?

Wei Chi Yan saw that her forehead was sweating and her momentum was a little more restrained.

"Could he be cured?" Wei Chi Yan Dao.

"Yes." Yan Qingyi swallowed his saliva. "The emperor, please don't worry. I will cure young master aman."

"This is a terminal disease, are you sure?" Wei Chi Yan's voice was awe inspiring.

"Ah?" Yan Qingyi dares to look at Wei ChiYan and nods, "I'm sure, but Mr. aman's body is weak now. I have to adjust him first. After two months, I will make sure that he is alive and vigorous."

Wei Chi Yan heard her say so, this just relaxed tone, but soon, momentum again raised up.

"If you cure him, I promise you a condition. If you can't cure him, don't say you, that is, the whole Tai hospital will be buried with you!"

Yan Qingyi was shocked.

This NIMA is really a companion to the king as well as a tiger!

It's terrible!

Yan Qingyi secretly wiped the sweat, and angrily returned: "I must not insult the trust, absolutely will cure the disease of young master aman."

"That's the best." Wei Chi Yan waved his hand, and his expression remained arrogant all the time, "retreat."

"Yes, little one, leave." Yan Qingyi stood up and bowed his hands to give a gift, just like the God of hiding plague, and walked out of the hall.