Xuanyuan Yao looked at Yanhua from top to bottom, looking carefully from head to toe.

Just when Yanhua couldn't help being a horse, the blush climbed to the noodles, thinking that the successful captivity had captured the emperor's attention, and the deer bumped into his heart.

Xuanyuan Yao's eyes were suddenly sharp, and he walked hundreds of miles. Who is this person?"

The voice is not high, but the words are strong.

He didn't even have to be angry, he had stunned the people present in a cold sweat. [

Yanhua puffed on the ground with a thud, shivering tremblingly, not even daring to speak out.

She was just a Miss Qianjin who was raised in a boudoir, where she lived in Xuanyuanyao's powerful aura, the indifference to all things, which was born after the life and death, the indifference to everything.

Human life is not in his eyes.

If necessary, he can unscrew Yan Hua's head at any time and remove everything he finds obtrusive.

You don't have to give anyone a face, and you don't have to think about other people's feelings.

A sentence of "I am happy" is enough to explain everything.

Bailixing hurriedly fell down on his knees, "Emperor, Shuchen's family is not strict, discipline is not good, the younger sister is very fond of childhood, does not understand the size, resulting in misfortune in front of the royal driver, I urge you to forgive sins."

The owner of the house was half short, and everyone else dared to stand. So, besides auspiciousness and a secure seat, everyone was in a panic.

"Emperor, I'm tired." This scene made Jixiang feel very uninteresting. When I came here, it was like a waste of time. The dark and turbulent scene I wanted to see was turned into a farce by Xuanyuanyao's three words.

Yanhua cried without breathing, and the other three sisters also looked at Jixiang with a complaining eye>