Nan Yan let out a low cry of horror. At this moment, Zhu Feng suddenly stretched out his hand, stretched out his long arm, grabbed the cloak on her body, and pulled her back violently.

Nan Yan suddenly fell on top of him, but she felt that the man's chest was as hard as a rock. She seemed to have hit a piece of ice. When she raised her head, she faced his dark body, which was like a bottomless pool.

's eyes.

That cold gaze made Nan Yan shiver.

But Zhu Feng stared at her and said in a deep voice: "Do you think I will be a tyrant?"

"..."

"You said that this king is a tyrant!"

"..."

"Will this king be a tyrant?"

His hand grasped the cloak on her chest, only a short distance away from her neck. Nan Yan had the illusion that he was strangling her neck. Not only could she not open her mouth, she could not even continue to breathe.

She struggled and said: "Your Highness."

Zhu Feng's eyes like a bottomless cold pool were still staring at her closely, but in the cold pool, there seemed to be a cluster of tiny, almost invisible flames burning faintly.

He repeated: "Will this king be a tyrant?"

He seemed to be particularly concerned about this issue.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Nan Yan's chaotic mind. Just before she was almost suffocated, she finally struggled and said: "Whether His Highness is a tyrant or not depends on how His Highness behaves."

"..."

"If Your Highness feels that what I said is wrong, there is no harm in killing me."

"..."

"But no matter how many people you kill, you can't get rid of the reputation of a tyrant!"

After saying this, she looked at King Yan with some trembling.

In fact, before she finished speaking, she knew that she had "said the wrong thing". Just now, Li Xuanshi didn't even dare to resist at all, but just obeyed his will, and he was killed by him. But after she said these words, she almost died.

A hundred times is not enough.

She slowly closed her eyes, almost in despair, waiting for the knife to fall.

However, the expected knife never came. Instead, she felt that the hand slowly loosened, and the clothes around her neck slowly loosened. Nan Yan shuddered and slowly opened her eyes.

eyes.

Those dark and deep eyes looked at her unblinkingly.

I don't know whether it was because he was being stared at so forcefully that he was breathless, or because he let go of himself. Nan Yan felt his chest suddenly relax, and a big mouthful of cold air came in, and he immediately started coughing.

She couldn't stop coughing. She couldn't straighten up and her cheeks were red. After a while, she managed to calm down the feeling of oppression in her chest. When she raised her head again, she met Zhu Feng's cold eyes.

.

He said: "Okay, I would like to see if what you said is true."

He ordered without looking back: "Drag these people down and lock them up."

The guards were also a little dumbfounded. They did not expect His Highness to actually spare them, but they did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly escorted these frightened people back.

Just when they turned around, they heard a chuckle coming from the night.
Chapter completed!