Chapter 1171: My Gentle Tyrant (53)

The emperor of the beautiful gloomy eye calmly swept Yu Li's eyes gloomily.
"Do you really think I won't deal with you?"
"Privately rushing to the palace, and even the intention to assassinate me before, and...everything is enough for you to die thousands of times."
At this moment.
However, Yu Li bends her beautiful thin lips very slightly.
He lowered his eyelashes.
"you will not."
Although the tone is light, it is extremely determined.
Because she will definitely stop it.
And you will not be willing to make it difficult for her.
Ji Rong pursed his lips and didn't speak. Both of them understood what the other meant with his eyes on Shang Yuli.
Ji Rong never thought that he would back down to this point because of a woman, allowing his rivals to provoke him openly. What was aggrieved was that he could not do anything yet.
The man's slender fingers tightened slightly.
Fu Yue realized that it was not good.
To die, is Yu Li provoking Ji Rong? ? ?
What medicine did this person take wrong?
Provoking the tyrant, isn't this just getting tired of life and looking for death! ! !
She hurriedly stood up, grabbed Ji Rong's black sleeves with one hand, and pulled up along the delicate fabric of the cuffs. She grabbed Ji Rong's long and beautiful fingers.
Ji Rong turned around and faced a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes: "?"
Fu Yue was thinking about how to smooth the hair.
Unexpectedly, Ji Rong was also self-reflection, his mind turned quickly.
What did he do wrong again?
It doesn't seem to be... right.
Ji Rong was not so sure, his beautiful eyes disappeared for a moment, and his thick curled eyelashes trembled and trembled, but he didn't dare to look at Fu Yue's eyes. He finally mustered up the courage to speak.
"I……"
"I……"
The two eyes faced each other, and both spoke.
There is an unspeakable understanding, and... the pink bubbles that slowly emerge.
In such an atmosphere, Yu Li's eyelashes were slightly lowered, and he was holding the sword in his hand, preparing to leave silently.
Fu Yue saw Yu Li's movements sharply, and Yu Li also happened to look back, and their eyes met.
The footsteps of the black-clothed youth stopped.
Suddenly, he smiled.
That extremely beautiful face, because of this smile, seemed to be able to shake Huaren's eyes in an instant, blending coldness and beauty together, turning into an unforgettable surprise.
"It is a great honor to meet Miss Qin, Yu Li...Unforgettable in this life. In the future, the mountains and rivers are so far away, I am afraid it will be difficult to meet again."
The black-clothed youth's eyes were complicated. In the end, his thin lips opened and he uttered the last two words.
"treasure."
Then, never see again.
Turning and leaving, there is no longer a trace of nostalgia, the young man has a stature like a cedar, and his back reveals a bit of loneliness.
Fu Yue's eyes widened slightly: "..."
She was not slow, if she hadn't noticed his feelings because she hadn't paid too much attention to Yu Li before.
At that moment, she could no longer pretend to be ignorant.
Yu Li actually...like her?
But what if she knows it, after all, her heart is very small, except for her lover, she can't give any place to others.
Seeing Fu Yue staring in the direction where Yu Li was leaving, her vision was a bit complicated, as if she was in a trance.
Ji Rong pressed her thin lips slightly.
My heart is tight.
He stretched out his hand to break Fu Yue's head back, his tone was a bit blunt, and mixed with a few very light tremors.
"Don't look at him, he is gone, you will never come back again if you look at him."
"What? You can't bear him?"
"Do you regret it..."
Regret being with me.