Chapter 940: And pro-proton, don't blacken 30

Her wine woke up in the blink of an eye.
The man turned his head and smiled at him: "Your Majesty?"
Under the candlelight, the room is full of joy, and the man in the costume is very good.
Azhao slowly narrowed his eyes.
The smile on her face disappeared, and the relaxed look turned into indifference.
"Come on!" she shouted, raising her hand and breaking his hand.
"Is the emperor of the big summer, come to my Suzaku, is it so sneaky?"
"Your Majesty?" The voice of the inquiry came from outside the hall.
Tonight is the wedding night of the female emperor, they do not dare to go straight in.
"Give it..."
"Zhaoyang!" Hua Tuo quickly said, "I just want to say a few words."
A Zhaoli ignored him and continued to speak.
Hua Tuo looked dark and lowered his voice: "You don't want to know, where is your holy prince now?"
A Zhao lived.
She looked at him incredibly.
It is as shocking as it is disappointing.
Hua Tuo avoided her gaze.
Yes.
He also feels sad in his heart.
When did he want to talk to her a few words, using threats?
"Good." Azhao slowly opened his mouth and his voice returned to calm and waveless.
She raised her voice and said: "Forget it, the Holy King is drunk. Nothing, you continue to go outside and guard."
The outside palace people listened to this, only thought that the female emperor was preparing to take care of the saints personally, and they sighed in the bottom of their hearts and valued the saints.
Azhao looked at Hua Tuo indifferently: "The emperor of the great summer, he promised that if there is anything in the Holy King, you don't have to leave me Suzaku."
Hua Tu closed his eyes: "Zhaoyang, you and me... must you talk like this?"
A Zhao feels a little funny.
She really laughed and said: "You and me? Your Majesty the Emperor, I am blunt, if you are not using mean means, you and I really will not speak like this."

朕 will be direct, and the outsiders who will appear in the palace will be treated as assassins!

Azhao thought about it and felt that it didn't mean anything to say to him.
She sat down on the side of the seat and nodded at Huaying: "If there is anything, let's talk about it."
Hua Tuo just looked at her.
She was dressed in a white blouse, her long hair was wet and draped, her drops of water dripping down her body, and her white coat was soaked, showing a transparent state.
She has always had this bad habit of bathing her hair.
Every time before, he would pull people over and sit down, take a clean cloth towel and dry it for her.
Hua Weizi is a bit dumb: "If I don't come, you are ready, look like this, go see other men?"
Azhao looked at himself with a look.
What is this like? What does it look like?
She looked down and looked at a large piece of water stain on her chest and reacted.
She smiled after the reaction.
The smile is very ironic.
"Your Majesty, you have to figure out one thing."
"Here, it is a sleepy palace."
"The man in your mouth is a holy prince who lives with my husband and wife. After a hundred years, I shared the temple with me and buried the imperial tomb."
"The person who should not be here is you."
Hua Tuo has been fixed to look at her, watching her expression of plain words to say these heartfelt words.
He suddenly laughed and said softly: "You don't want to be angry with me? I know, you just said these words to me. I know it is wrong."
He said as he walked toward Azhao and reached out to pull her hand.