Your Majesty, the Empress is on the Battlefield Again!

Seeing that the emperor heard the word love and robbery, his reaction was flat.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yun felt an indescribably weird feeling in his heart, and at the same time felt that it was normal for an emperor who had no emotions or desires to speak of, to behave like this.

So, he held up the fan in his hand again, covered the lower half of his face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but confirm again.

"About Qing Jie, does Your Majesty really have nothing else to ask? Or—" Chen Yun elongated the ending meaningfully, "You already know it in your heart?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sense of urgency.

The emperor's eyelids that had just drooped were raised again, and the black pupils that were so indifferent to the extreme reflected his reflection at this moment, which made him feel that the temperature around him dropped suddenly, adding a little bit of coldness.

The emperor at this moment, in Chen Yun's view, felt a little more hazy and unreal.

At this time, an inexplicably cold evening wind blew the gauze curtains.

Outside the arched window not far away, the moon hanging high in the sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds.

The withered and yellow leaves in the courtyard danced all over the sky, interweaving into a messy yet beautiful picture.

The strong wind, accompanied by thunder roaring in the sky, immediately exploded in the ears.

It was pouring rain, and the next second it fell in an instant.

"Srustling..."

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became oppressive and made people breathless.

Chen Yun felt that he seemed to have done a very reckless and stupid thing, his head and body lowered subconsciously, his pale face and nervous expression could not escape the emperor's eyes.

The emperor's eyes flickered slightly, but without saying a word, the coercion from the soul spread out invisible, making Chen Yun's waist unable to bend again and again.

"Your Majesty... I was wrong, I will disappear immediately."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yun turned around and wanted to disappear in place like last time, but the distorted air magnetic field around him stopped his movement.

He stood there terrified, with a very uneasy expression on his face. The current His Majesty is clearly still in the Tribulation Period, and his strength is less than one ten-thousandth of his peak period. There should be no way to prevent him from leaving.

This... Which link is wrong?

Chen Yun's expression was bewildered, and he was worried about his current life in his heart.

"Chen Yun, I really want to know, who gave you the courage to spy on my fate? Huh?"

The decayed memory chain seemed to be showing signs of loosening.

The aura on the emperor's body soared instantly, and he seemed a little uncontrollable. The golden hair crown on his head rolled down to his feet, and the black black hair was flying in mid-air as if there was a sudden life without wind.

And the emperor's whole body slowly floated up in a package of golden and purple air.

The row of candles lit for lighting by the window had already been extinguished.

The door of the palace slammed shut.

In the dark hall, the emperor's golden eyes flickered.

Chen Yun couldn't care about other things at this time, gritted his teeth, and directly put aside his current identity and the mask of the role he played in His Majesty's life, and knelt down on the ground suddenly.

"Your Majesty, my minister... is loyal to you, the heavens... the world can learn from it, and spying on your fate is also to help you overcome the calamity..."

"This situation is difficult to overcome, and it is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, Your Majesty, you may fall into a situation where there is no redemption!"

When the emperor heard this, the dark golden swirls in his eyes became more and more bottomless.

"Ah."

In the end, he hooked the corner of his mouth as if mocking himself.

"You're late, I've already had no cure."