Chapter 1169: My Gentle Tyrant (51)

The maid next to her was so scared that she knelt on the ground one by one, shivering in her small body, for fear that she would end up like Concubine Shu.
It's over.
I don't know how the imperial concubine angered your majesty, how could your majesty send such a terrible thing to the imperial concubine.
Could it be... to beat the noble concubine?
Otherwise, this concubine Shu is the end of their master.
Hearing the screams coming from the Weiyang Palace, the person leaning on a certain tree outside was not calm. He turned over, his black robe drew a cold arc in the wind.
Yu Li broke into the Weiyang Palace.
The swordsman in black, cold and beautiful, he held the sword in his hand, glanced indifferently around the hall, and finally stayed on the box.
Yu Li took a closer look.
Saw the head of a woman.
"...?"
He looked at Fu Yue, with a little doubt in Qing Qian's eyes, obviously asking what was going on.
The corner of Fu Yue's mouth twitched: "..."
The maid next to her saw someone breaking into the Weiyang Palace, and she was frightened and panicked. The flower branches trembled, running around like headless flies.
"Come here—there are assassins—"
"Hurry up, the Guards, come and protect the noble concubine—"
There are usually no ordinary men in the harem. This Yu Li suddenly appeared, wearing black clothes and carrying a knife, no way he looked like a good person, no wonder the maids called them like this.
There was a turmoil.
In the end, Fu Yue slapped the table with a slap, and the hall became quiet.
"He's not an assassin, it's mine... be a friend, shut up all of you to this palace. Don't yell!"
Fu Yue sat on the chair, pinching her brows with a headache.
I heard Fu Yue say so.
Omiya girl Qingzhi raised her eyes in astonishment. She looked at Fu Yue, her eyes widened slightly, and her lips were trembling.
"Manny...you, do you know what you are talking about?"
If this person is not an assassin, he seems to be an old acquaintance with the empress.
This, isn't this the lover of the imperial concubine! ! !
Qing Zhi instantly felt that the top of His Majesty's head was a little green.
She rushed over and hugged Fu Yue's calf, crying like a dead father, "Mother, don't do stupid things, your majesty treats you so badly, how can you be sorry for him. If things between you Your Majesty found out, then, the servants are to be buried too! I beg your maid to think twice about the lives of the servants!!!"
Fu Yue: "..."
Yu Li: "..."
Inexplicably, he was embarrassed.
Fu Yue's peachy eyes twitched, and she felt that she was wrong.
"Qingzhi, you may be thinking too much--"
Just then.
A familiar voice came, and there was a bit of clear sexiness in the low magnetic.
"What can't I know?"
Everyone froze.
Even Fu Yue had a guilty conscience for a moment, and she obviously didn't do anything.
Turned his head and looked at the door.
The man wears a black dragon robe with golden dragon patterns hovering around the corners of his clothes. It is exquisite and luxurious. The robe is tied with a buckle belt. He has jet black hair and a slightly pale face, and his lips are dyed with rouge. Those beautiful and gloomy eyes looked straight at Fu Yue at this moment.
then.
Turning his gaze to Fu Yue's right rear, Yu Li's figure broke into his eyes unexpectedly.
"..."
The stunningly beautiful tyrant smiled sadly, his voice low and sweet.
"Should Chu Chu explain to me?"