Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy Chapter 1132: My gentle tyrant (10)_1

Chapter 1132: My gentle tyrant (10)_1

Fu Shang stopped in his tracks.

She looked at the beautiful and cool chiffon dress she was wearing, and her eyes flashed with obvious disdain.

What the h.e.l.l was he wearing?

It was such a cold day that she was almost frozen to death.

In fact, the room was lit with charcoal, so it was not really cold, but there was still a bit of coldness that penetrated the skin.

Therefore, Fu Shang slowly raised his eyes and stared at Ji Rong. The bed.

The soft and warm blanket.

She quietly walked in that direction and reached out her hand to Ji Rong.

At this moment.

The man opened his eyes and stared straight at her with his dark and deep eyes, as if the abyss was staring at her.

He grabbed her hand.

His fingers clenched slightly.

“What is beloved consort doing? You want to a.s.sa.s.sinate me?”

The moment he opened his mouth, it was a problem with the Emperor.

He was paranoid and suspected that anyone would want to a.s.sa.s.sinate him.

Fu Shang looked at his hand and fell silent. He then pointed his other hand in that direction.

Ji Rong followed his gaze and saw a blanket.

“..”

The corner of his lips twitched.

Ji Rong’s expression was a little complicated,”What are you doing with the blanket?”

“I’m cold,” Fu Shang replied expressionlessly.

Only then did Ji Rong notice that Fu Di’s clothes were very thin, as thin as. cicada’s wings, and he was only wearing a suspenders-like clothing. Ji Rong even noticed that Fu Di’s clothes were …

“.. Who asked you to dress like this? Ridiculous!”

Ji Rong said unhappily.

He pinched the s.p.a.ce between his eyebrows and realized that the group of servants might have misunderstood him.

He just wanted this woman to sleep with him, not to serve him.

Before Fu min was sent here, she was wearing a thick cloak. However, as soon as she entered the room, her cloak was taken away by a maid, as if she was afraid that she would not be able to seduce Ji Rong.

Now, hearing Ji Rong’s words …

Fu min almost couldn’t believe his ears.

How could there be such an unreasonable person?

“Didn’t Your Majesty ask chenqie to come and serve you?”

Ji Rong narrowed her peach blossom eyes, her tone was gloomy and sorrowful, like a lunatic.

“You’re blaming me?”

Fu Shang,” I just feel that you’re a little rebellious.”

Ji Rong,”nonsense!” I’ll kill you!”

Fu Shang was speechless.

What a Chuunibyou.

Ji Rong seemed to be very tired. She didn’t have the patience to continue talking to Fu min. She grabbed Fu min’s hand and pulled him down, holding him in her arms.

The world was spinning.

At this time, Fu Shang was curled up in Ji Rong’s arms. Her head was against his chin, and a faint fragrance lingered in his nose. His hair had accidentally fallen on her cheek.

It was a little itchy.

Fu Shang struggled a little and Ji Rong’s melodious and magnetic voice rang in his ears.

“Behave yourself, or I’ll kill you.”

As he said that, he tightened his grip on Fu min’s arm. He even lowered his head and rubbed his fair face against Fu min’s neck. sleep.

These two words seemed to be snorted out of his nose, with a hint of coquettishness.

Fu Shang was speechless.

hehe.

This dog was hugging her like a pillow.

*

In the middle of the night.

Ji Rong woke up from her headache.

Against the candlelight, the emperor’s well-defined side profile appeared beautiful and cold. The dim yellow candlelight looked like a flawless white jade stained with blood, adding a bit of coldness and arrogance.

His pitch-black eyes were bloodshot.

A soaring killing intent.