Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

“Why what? ”

“You know what I'm asking. ”

The emperor was silent, but his body moved squarely and quickly stopped again, frowning at the woman with his sleeves tight behind her back.

"Tell me," he said. ”

“What you're showing, what's true, what's false, or what's false, right?” Smiling, the tip of his tongue bitter.

She saw his eyelashes slightly underneath, and the shadow on the bottom of his eyes was blurred. He seemed to be thinking about something.

Finally, he spoke faintly.

“Other than that, you don't have to worry about it, Yearling, you owe me, it's true. ”

He didn't call himself me, he said that I was... trembling, gracious?

“Was my father bent on you?” She shuddered.

“Him?” The emperor seemed to laugh, and the voice went down, "No, it was you. ”

So the dragon is not separated from the original coyote is old knowledge? No, he's the king of a country. How could she be beneficial to him?

She wrapped her sleeves around his eyes full of doubt.

After a glance at her little hand around his shirt, the emperor shrugged: “That was many years ago, you probably don't remember. Just remember. ”

"If I owe you something, why are you treating me like this?" ”

“Isn't it enough that I saved you from the Queen, gave you a new life, saved you the Snow Wolf, and asked you to be lucky enough to mention something in your palace?” The Emperor asked softly.

The night he left the scar, his indifference, today at Autumn Fluorescent Palace... he treated her...

The gaze was scattered, and the wavy lake was stared at, and there was an idea gradually pointing out in the mind, and it was clear.

He seemed impatient, slightly stretched, and his sleeves slipped out of her hand.

Staring at the back of his show, she heard herself screaming, “Because you don't want me to fall in love with you, do you? ”

“Whatever you want.” The emperor turned around and his eyebrows were deep.

“Why don't you...?” The yarn in her heart was choking her, she asked.

“Because I dislike you, it's not false.” The emperor faded.

When she suddenly remembered the first time she entered the Kikuen, she asked him to save the wolf. Did you not have a child and a time when no one needed protection?

He said he was sorry to disappoint you, but I didn't.

That was the first time she heard the contempt and hatred in his tone, and then she had a feeling, and that was how this man felt about her.

Now he says that I dislike you, which is not false...

There's a thousand masks, and that's how he feels about her.

“Do I have something that makes you so annoying?” She's a little hard to ask, "why? ”

The emperor's eyes were like, “Your nature will kill you at any moment. ”

He's right, she's not fit to live here. He's tired of saving her at once.

"Then why did you make me your princess?" he said. Wouldn't it be better if I weren't in this palace? ”

The emperor stood by his hand and stared at the heart of the lake. It took a long time to say: "There are things you don't need to know, and it's not you and I that can decide. ”

As soon as the voice dropped, he stayed. This time, the footsteps were still paused, the man frowned slightly and his phoenix fell on the woman's arm between his waists.

The humiliation of Autumn Fluorescent Hall... she clearly hates him, or should I say, she hates him, but now she only hurts.

It's just that if he was angry at her, at least she had a mark in his heart. But it turns out that all of us are fake. He hated her from beginning to end, only this disgust was true.

Now he hates it even more. The stare of the wax also dropped to his own hand, held tight between his waists. What is she doing? Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

Tight body, but not warm.

“I don't know what I can know, but I...”

“Ask.” The emperor suddenly whispered.

“What kind of favor did the Xuan give you? ”

“Many years ago, the old lady had a meal for a child. ”

“A meal of grace? ”

“The child has been hungry for three days and nights, and without that charity, he will not survive that snowy night. You don't have to think, when you were ten, you had a major illness, and what happened before was long gone. ”

He said he had a favor for him. That kid would be him? But he's a prince. Why did he show up in the New Year's Palace?

She wanted to ask again, and he interrupted her cold, "That's it. ”

“What about the wolf? Why did you do that to him? ”

Her hand was broken.

“Yearling, nothing is natural, not because it is a snow wolf, the legendary king, and embracing it deserves to die for it. ”

Thinking of the werewolf, the heart of the walrus was bright.

The emperor sneered, "This is the human world, this little beast doesn't even have the strength to grow. Why should it be so unbearable to provoke people? ”

The man said cruel, but she couldn't refute it... he taught the little wolf a cruel lesson and finally saved it...

The clothes moved gently, and he was far away. Tears filled my eyes. So all of their meetings these days are due to the old wax? Some of the scenarios flashed through my head.

- You didn't have to be a kid, didn't you?

- I'm sorry to disappoint you, I didn't.

- The old lady had a meal for a child.

- Your treasury's out of money?

Dinner that wasn't finished together, those two plates of green vegetables or green tofu or tofu... Has he suffered too?

Perhaps, by this moment, she was a little bit familiar with this man.

“Dragon, I'm only going to ask you one last question, okay? ”

Ming Huang's figure did not move.

“Why did you come to sleep on my side those two nights? ”

Actually, that's not a good question. The answer would never be the one she wanted the most.

“No reason. ”

His voice was indifferent.

“Hmm.” She nodded at the numb spot, and suddenly there was a slight noise, that swinging voice —— she was surprised, what was that?

Halfway through the sky, the little white shadow that flies past, the white is slightly blue light wings...

“Wolf?” She was stunned.

White as snow, the beast did not seem to have heard her call, and the sound of "bawling” crossed the willow branch, winging and flying into the Kiln Garden. In the air, rolled small feathers.

Deeply condensed, the dragon did not take a second look, and Xuan thought no more and ran into Qiyuan.

The obscure mood is slightly agitated - the flying wolf... is it ready? Why would it go back? In case you run into Wolf King...

After a short walk, she was stunned in the dark blue of the garden, blue petals, intoxicating incense, and Chasan said, "Where should she find it?"

“Yearling, you'd better die! ”

The low voice paddled across her ear, and she stared at the hand around her waist.

“The dragon never leaves...”

Didn't he leave?

She trembled to see him.

Beautiful Jun-soo on that side, the dragon's inseparable eye color is incredibly shady. He didn't look at her, his eyes were like electricity, and he circled around, as if something terrible was hidden behind that beautiful tree.

She's a little unsure... is he angry?

Hands clamped around her waist, he hugged her for several lengths, and she panicked in a blazing dizziness, which he had thrown on a stubborn branch.

He slapped his hands gently and several figures fell across the tree, kneeling on one knee.

They were all light purple clothes, masked.

“Without a snow wolf in a minute, evacuate immediately.” The dragon is not divorced from the silence.

“Yes, sir. ”

Sounds still seem to haunt your ears, and those shadows have disappeared.