Chapter 428 You Are Not Cruel Enough

Hongyu nodded repeatedly, wishing to marry the little fairy right now.

Half an hour ago, he was still thinking about the "grass princess", but now he only felt deep shame and reflection. It was strange that he couldn't figure out the other party's fate. Unless the other party's fate was closely related to his own, it would be impossible for this situation to happen.

Unexpectedly, there was a connection.

Hongyu turned around and walked out in high spirits, secretly thinking that this little princess was really a little fairy - different from the little fairy she praised Chu Qinghuang for before, praise was just praise, after all, Chu Qinghuang's temperament was more inclined to kill decisively, and she was the emperor of destiny, and she was really not related to the image of a little fairy.

But this little princess of the Duanmu family was really a little fairy who was not worldly.

Hongyu secretly looked forward to the scene after the meeting. The little fairy must be a beautiful and kind girl, and it should not be difficult to capture her heart.

However, Hongyu could never have imagined that his little fairy was not only not "beautiful and kind-hearted", but also that he would live in a hot and humid environment most of the time.

But one thing is certain.

Hongyu found "true love", and the happiest person is Fu Cang. In the past, this little feather was the most enthusiastic in vying for favor, and Fu Cang always thought he was a love rival. Now that Hongyu has his own true love, he will not come to the master every now and then to clamor for favor.

"The little fairy boy and the little fairy are a perfect match." Fu Cang said sincerely, "I am happy for him too."

Chu Qinghuang pretended not to know his little thoughts, and said in a light tone: "I am afraid that Hongyu's delicate body can't stand the "ravage" of the little fairy."

Whether it is destined that the Red Luan star moves, she doesn't know, because she is not a fortune teller, but she can guess it from Hongyu's attitude.

But the nature of the little princess Duanmu will definitely subvert all of Hongyu's fantasies.

Chu Qinghuang looked down at a piece of information on the table, which detailed the movements of Princess Duanmu during this period. It seemed that there was nothing unusual, but she took the initiative to bring up the marriage to Xiqi, which had nothing to do with other people.

Her reason was to take this opportunity to inquire about her father's situation.

Before Duanmu Yu came to Xiqi, Duanmu Wuyou had always been a delicate princess who was kept in the boudoir. She didn't like to talk much, took three breaths every step, was weak and fragile, and looked like she would die at any time.

After Duanmu Yu arrived in Xiqi, her body suddenly got better, and she was no longer sickly. Isn't there anything strange about this?

Chu Qinghuang was not worried about the strangeness, she just had a bold guess.

An hour later, the Ministry of Rites welcomed the envoys from Northern Frontier into the palace.

Chu Qinghuang ordered people to prepare a banquet early, but when she saw the princess of Northern Frontier, she took the initiative to say: "I want to talk to Her Majesty alone."

When this sentence came out, not only the ministers of Xiqi were surprised, but also the envoys from Northern Frontier were shocked.

Everyone's eyes fell on Duanmu Wuyou's face.

Chu Qinghuang looked at her silently.

Hongyu's first impression was right. The little princess of the Duanmu family was indeed beautiful. When she was silent, she looked like a fairy who was not in touch with the world. Perhaps because she had been resting in the sun for many years, her skin was white and almost transparent, and her whole body was full of clean and holy fairy spirit.

But her cold voice destroyed this fairy spirit instantly.

Chu Qinghuang nodded: "Let's go for a walk in the garden."

The ministers of Xiqi and the envoys of the Northern Frontier stayed in the hall. Chu Qinghuang took Duanmu Wuyou to the corridor leading to the imperial garden. After walking quietly for a while, Duanmu Wuyou looked around and said indifferently: "You are not cruel enough."

Chu Qinghuang was silent for a moment, as if she knew what she meant: "I don't like to kill them all."

"Some people should be killed all over." Duanmu Wuyou said coldly, "The only purpose of their living in the world is to waste air and food."

Chu Qinghuang didn't say anything, but Fu Cang, who was following behind him, clenched his hands instantly and slowly raised his eyes to look at Duanmu Wuyou.

As if he felt his gaze, Duanmu Wuyou turned his head and looked at him. His beautiful eyes were extremely cold, without any ups and downs.

Fu Cang's blood almost froze.

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