Chapter 2008 Overlord Clause?

Chapter 429 Overlord Clause?

I thought that with Emperor Baorong's hypocrisy, he might still be acting, but he didn't even bother to pretend, as if he was his shame.

After reprimanding him, he was asked to quit hastily.

That's all, so he won't need to be merciful in the future.

Thinking of this, the gloom in his eyes was covered up, he pulled the corners of his lips, and said: "It's just that seeing you and Yan Moli talking together makes me feel uncomfortable."

After that, he stretched out his hand to grab Mo Shanghua's soft plain hand, put it on his chest, and said viciously: "I warn you, you must not speak more than three words with him in the future, otherwise, I will turn my face and be ruthless."

No more than three sentences?

Please count as one sentence, and farewell as one sentence. In this way, it means that you can only say one sentence.

Even if she could, it's impossible for Yan Moli to stay silent, so wouldn't she respond at all?

Before Mo Shanghua thought about the authenticity of his words, she was attracted by the sentence "no more than three sentences".

After thinking about it for a while, she suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

"What kind of overlord's clause are you talking about?" Mo Shanghua raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said with a smile: "Then what if others say that I don't know etiquette and disrespect the royal family?"

Yan Beicheng didn't change his face, and said straightforwardly: "That will be on my head."

While speaking, he couldn't help tightening his palm a little.

The light in Mo Shanghua's eyes was dim, although it was only a slight movement, perhaps even he didn't realize it, but she keenly caught it, including the grayness in his eyes.

The smile on the corners of her lips faded a little, she hesitated for a moment, leaned forward actively, nestled in Yan Beicheng's arms, and said softly: "Okay, then I will listen to you."

Yan Beicheng didn't speak, he hugged her shoulders tightly, the darkness in his eyes eased slightly.

...

On Liu Qianqian's side, without the presence of Moshanghua, she was in a good mood, with a smile on her lips, and looked at Yan Moli with watery eyes, "Your Highness, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you have been busy recently? You should pay attention to rest." Yes."

After a pause, she took a sachet from Wu Yu's hand, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, this thing has the effect of calming the nerves, you..."

"Miss Liu." Yan Moli obviously didn't have the patience to listen to Liu Qianqian's words, with no expression on his face, "I'm afraid the queen mother has been waiting for a long time, and it is not appropriate to stay in this palace for a long time."

All Liu Qianqian's tenderness and shyness froze at this moment, her eyes darkened.

After a while, she forced herself to bow her head and salute, "Send off Your Highness."

It would be okay if it was just like this, but Yan Moli was gentle and respectful on the surface, but he was as cold as ice to Liu Qianqian, and only smiled a little in front of others.

Thinking of this, Liu Qianqian felt sore and unwilling again.

But I never thought that the more worrying thing is yet to come.

When Yan Moli passed by her side, he still didn't forget to lower his voice, and said coldly, "Remember your identity."

With just one sentence, Liu Qianqian felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and the expression on her face was almost out of control.

Seeing this, Wu Yu's heart skipped a beat and reminded her weakly, "Miss, are we going out of the palace?"

After a while, I saw Liu Qianqian nodded slightly, put one hand on Wu Yu's arm, and walked forward in a daze.

The palm couldn't help exerting a little force, and the slender nails pierced into the tender flesh on Wuyu's arm.

Wu Yu has long been used to it, but her complexion is still pale from the pain, but she dare not make a sound, and carefully supports her to walk.

At this time, Liu Qianqian couldn't help flashing some scenes that made her heart and lungs ache.