Chapter 2243 The White Moonlight on the Heart of the Tyrant (31)

The face of the woman in the pink palace dress froze for a moment, her eyes widened, and she couldn't believe it, and said, "I... I am Yan Concubine, or Your Majesty appointed me..."

he?

Chu Huai frowned.

I have no memory at all, he was the one chosen by rolling the dice to see luck, how could he still remember?

"It's your etiquette not to kneel when you see me, huh?" The young emperor raised his voice slightly, his cold black eyes were like the darkest abyss in the world, carrying an indescribable sense of danger.

The woman's face changed, and she slightly grasped the hand hanging by her side.

Logically speaking, the target of the raid should have seen her differently, after all, she is different from other ignorant ancient people.

Thinking of this, the woman said in a clear and generous manner: "Your Majesty, my concubine thinks..."

"Come here." Before the woman finished speaking, Chu Huai had already spoken lazily and coldly, casually as if saying something trivial: "I'll drag you down and chop it up."

woman:! ! !

Hearing this, the guard silently mourned the woman for a second, then immediately stepped forward, grabbed the woman's arm, and dragged her down.

"Chu Huai!" Realizing that this might not be a joke, the woman's voice gradually became sharper, she kept struggling and her eyes widened.

How could this not be done according to the script? What did she do to get her favorability directly negative on the first day of the strategy, and to lose her life in the mission world?

"Bold, how dare you call His Majesty by his first name!" The guard shouted in a low voice, he could no longer sympathize with women in his heart. Facing today's young emperor, not to mention impolite, just calling him by his first name can rule him. A great disrespect.

No wonder His Majesty said he was going to cut it off.

Although it is said that His Majesty often kills people when he disagrees.

Chu Huai stood tall and tall under the shade of the tree, standing there indifferently, his expression was cold and indifferent, his eyes as black as deep ink seemed to have a temperature that the sun could not warm.

He looked at the woman in palace costume who was dragged down with a distorted face, a mocking smile curled up on the corner of his lips, and he whispered two words in a calm voice: "Stupid."

The woman in the palace costume never thought that if she did this, she couldn't help not attracting the attention of the target of the raid, and even, she was even sentenced to death!

"Chu Huai, you tyrant!" Out of resignation and resentment from the bottom of her heart, the woman roared loudly.

while facing,

It was the young emperor's mocking and indifferent smile. Until the woman's screams disappeared, Chu Huai was still lazily leaning against the tree trunk. He casually flicked the non-existent ashes on his sleeves, and the corners of his lips were slightly mocking.

The shadows cast by the tree shade and the sunlight refracted by the sun clearly divide the area into two sides.

One side is full of shadows, and the other side is bright.

Just like that, he was in the shadow of the dancing trees, under the beautiful shadow, slightly raised his pitch-black eyes, the bottom of which reflected the light from the sun.

The bright golden afterglow perfectly outlined the boy's profile, like a god, but the curvature of the corners of his lips gave off an evil feeling.

silence for a few seconds,

Chu Huai slowly looked away, he walked unhurriedly to a place, his figure was always straight and slender.

Until it gets darker and darker.

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty."

The guards guarding the dungeon saw the young emperor walking towards him, and quickly knelt down respectfully.

Chu Huai hummed lightly, and walked towards the dark prison with a bit of noble elegance.

The dark prison is indeed worthy of its name.

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