Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy - novelonlinefull.com
You’re read light novel Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy Chapter 1129: My gentle tyrant (7)_1 online at NovelOnlineFull.com. Please use the follow button to get notification about the latest chapter next time when you visit NovelOnlineFull.com. Use F11 button to read novel in full-screen(PC only). Drop by anytime you want to read free – fast – latest novel. It’s great if you could leave a comment, share your opinion about the new chapters, new novel with others on the internet. We’ll do our best to bring you the finest, latest novel everyday. Enjoy
Chapter 1129: My gentle tyrant (7)_1
Fu Shang was trying his best to explain the fact that he was the emperor’s concubine.
The few Imperial Guards could barely believe it.
But in this case, there was a problem.
They did not know what to do with her.
..
Finally …
Fu min was brought to the Imperial study for the tyrant to deal with.
Fu Shang: “!!!
The heavens wanted her dead!
After entering the Imperial study, Fu min lowered his head and did not look around. He was as quiet as a chicken.
As for the Emperor …
He already knew the ins and outs of the matter, and it was only because he had the time that he brought Fu min to him.
After a long time, Fu Shang sneaked his head out and glanced at the Emperor.
..
The man in the high position supported his head with one hand and lowered his head. His face could not be seen clearly, but from a distance, he looked like an extremely young man.
“Greetings, Your Majesty.” Fu Shang kneeled and bowed.
The Emperor in his high position did not say anything.
Fu Shang was speechless.
Suddenly, a chuckle sounded in the empty Hall. “You’re wrong to call yourself that.”
Fu Shang blinked his eyes.
She felt that this voice was a little familiar, but she couldn’t recall it at the moment.
The melodious voice continued slowly, “”Raise your head and look at me.”
Fu Shang obediently raised his head.
What greeted her eyes was the face of a young man who was extremely familiar.
Pale face, red lips.
And those eyes as deep as the night sky.
The eunuch who had been with her for the past few days.
Fu min was dumbfounded.
What was wrong with this person? was it fun to pretend to be a eunuch and lie to her?
Fu min’s face turned pale as he thought about what he said to this man a few days ago.
Ji Rong, on the other hand, supported her chin and stared at her with great interest, as if she was extremely interested in her reaction.
“Beloved consort, you seem to be very surprised to see me?”
“Yes,” Fu Shang lowered his eyes.
She only answered with one word and nothing else.
The faint smile on Ji Rong’s face had completely disappeared. He stretched out his slender Jade-like fingers and gently knocked on the table, gently rubbing the Jade ring on his thumb.
“What, don’t you have anything to say to me?”
Just as he finished speaking, the Jade ring on his hand knocked on the table.
Sounds rang out at the same time.
The surrounding Palace servants, who were all silent in the background, knelt down in unison. Their heads were very low, and their bodies were like sieves.
Fu Shang was a little dumbfounded when he saw everyone kneeling down.
“Why don’t you forget about me, Your Majesty?” she asked tentatively.
Ji Rong was speechless. Why?”
What kind of logic was this?
“Because I said too many stupid things in front of you,” Fu min replied.
Ji Rong actually laughed. Although her laughter was low, it was hard to hide her joy.
He suddenly stood up, walked around the table in front of him, and walked towards Fu min. His dark eyes were fixed on her the whole time.
Ji Rong stood in front of Fu Shang.
He really looked like the legendary brutal king who was handsome and sinister to the extreme.
Oh, he didn’t look like her, he was.
Suddenly, Ji Rong reached out her hand to Fu Shang.
However, Fu Shang was still immersed in his daydream and couldn’t get out of it.
Ji Rong looked at the stunned Fu min and took two steps towards her. what? What is beloved consort thinking?”
Fu Tang looked at Ji Rong.
However, because this person was walking slowly in her direction, her gaze somehow fell on his waist.
Then, she heard Ji Rong’s question.
“I’m just thinking about how thin your waist is,” Fu Shang answered subconsciously.
Ji Rong’s gloomy face froze.
“..?”