บท 1175: My gentle tyrant (53)_1

The beautiful and sinister Emperor cast a dark glance at Yu Li.

"Do you really think that I won't punish you?"

"Barging into the palace, attempting to assassinate me, and ... Each one of them is enough for you to die a thousand times over."

At this moment.

Yu Li slightly curved his beautiful thin lips.

He lowered his eyes.

"You won't,"

Although his tone was light, it was unusually certain.

She would definitely stop him.

And you won't bear to make things difficult for her.

Ji Rong pursed her lips and didn't say anything. She looked into Yu Li's eyes, and both of them understood each other's meaning.

Ji Rong had never thought that she would give in to a woman to this extent, allowing her love rival to provoke her in public. She was aggrieved because she couldn't do anything.

The man's slender fingers tightened slightly.

Fu Shang realized something was wrong.

Was Yu Li provoking Ji Rong?

What kind of medicine did this person take?