The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Nangong Liuli was stunned for a moment and asked, "What a pity?"

Ji Wuwang's thin lips curled up into a cold smile: "This king despises those good-for-nothings in the Nanyue Kingdom, and I disdain to join forces with you."

After saying that, he left.

Nangong Liuli gritted her teeth, looked at Ji Wuwang's cold and resolute back, and said hatefully, "Don't you want to take back the throne?"

Ji Wuwang did not stop.

Nangong Liuli's heart tightened, and she gritted her teeth and said, "What about Jiang Wantang?"

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Ji Wuwang stopped.

His black eyes narrowed dangerously, and he turned around, looking at Nangong Liuli with eyes that became increasingly cold, even with a hint of hostility.

Nangong Liuli originally had some tentative thoughts in mind, but now seeing Ji Wuwang's reaction, there was nothing she didn't understand.

Oh, how cruel, how ridiculous...

When she was young, she chased after him for several years, but never got any sympathy from him.

No matter who it is, it has to be Jiang Wantang.

Nangong Liuli looked at Ji Wuwang with red eyes and asked, "Are you returning to the capital to look for her?"

A few days ago, Ji Wuwang made a lot of noise in the capital looking for someone, and she also heard some rumors.

Nangong Liuli didn't want to think about it anymore. Her head was buzzing and a wave of pain like a surging sea rushed towards her.

Ji Wuwang glared at her coldly, and his originally elegant face became a little more cruel.

He did not answer her. Whether it was true or not was none of others' business.

After a while, Ji Wuwang raised his lips in a cold arc and warned in a stern voice: "Whatever happens between you and Ji Wuyuan, this king will not interfere."

"But if you dare to touch her, I will never let you off easily."

Are you threatening me? "Nangong Liuli's eyes were red, and she said in a trembling voice: "Ji Wuwang, we have been friends for so many years, and you actually threatened me for an outsider?"

"Outsider?" Ji Wuwang murmured these two words softly, sneered, and spoke cruelly: "Nangong Liuli, more than two years have passed, and you still haven't made any progress. You are still as self-righteous as ever."

"I'm not threatening you..." Ji Wuwang said with a sinister look, emphasizing each word: "I will keep my word."

"Also, I need to remind you that it is your Nangong clan, not you, who has a bond with me."

Nangong Liuli's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the man's cold and handsome face, she felt more and more bitter.

This is a face as graceful as a startled swan, as if it has amazed the time, it is absolutely beautiful and breathtaking.

As cool and pure as the snow-capped mountains, as noble and elegant as the cranes in the sky, and as unattainable as the dragon in the blue sea...

No wonder, after all these years, she still can't forget it.

As she watched, Nangong Liuli smiled self-deprecatingly, and an indescribable pain swept over her.

As expected, the men of the Ji family are cold-hearted to the core.

At this moment, a pink figure passed by the imperial garden in the distance, and the snow-white figure in front of her flashed by, and Ji Wuwang, who was supposed to be standing there, disappeared in an instant.

Nangong Liuli was left standing there, looking at the direction he left, her charming peach blossom eyes turned ferocious because of malice.

After a long time, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and a strange light appeared in her eyes.

If she doesn't have a good life, no one else can have a good life!

Thinking of this, Nangong Liuli strode back.

Near the Imperial Garden, there were some palaces specially built for concubines and female relatives to rest and change clothes, all of which were arranged according to their rank and status.

The palace Jiang Wantang went to was the quietest and isolated from other palaces.

When she changed her clothes and opened the door of the palace, her pupils suddenly trembled.

She saw Ji Wuwang, dressed in a snow-white robe, standing at the door, looking at her deeply.

Before Jiang Wantang could react, a large hand hooked around her waist, and an irresistible force forcibly brought her back to the hall...

Immediately afterwards, the door of the hall was slammed shut by someone.

At that time, on the martial arts field.

Nangong Liuli looked at Jiang Wantang's empty seat in the stands, a sinister smile forming on the corner of her mouth.

Then, she walked towards Ji Wuyuan on the stage,

Nangong Liuli walked forward and said something with a smile, and the latter's expression instantly became extremely gloomy.

Ji Wuyuan looked at her coldly, his fingers tapping the tabletop intermittently, each word pressing: "You said... my concubine is with the King of Zhenbei right now?"

The smile in Nangong Liuli's eyes deepened, and he said confidently: "Yes, I saw them enter the same palace in the Imperial Garden with my own eyes."

"If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, just go and see for yourself."

"Oh right..." She paused, then continued, "Your Majesty must also know that the Prince of Zhenbei has returned to the capital this time and is searching for someone in the capital. Could it be that the Imperial Concubine is... the person he is looking for?"

When Nangong Liuli came to the key point, she deliberately raised her hand to cover her mouth, revealing a shocked expression.

Ji Wuyuan didn't say anything, but his handsome face was frighteningly cold, and even the air around him became biting in an instant.

Wang Fuhai shuddered subconsciously, and then saw Ji Wuyuan stand up and stride away.

No one is allowed to follow.

Not far away, Xie Zhiyan saw this scene and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Especially when he saw Nangong Liuli inadvertently revealing a strange smile after Ji Wuyuan left, he immediately realized that something was wrong and followed him.

At that time, in a palace somewhere in the Imperial Garden.

Ji Wuwang was pressing the angry Jiang Wantang into the corner.

While struggling, Ji Wuwang saw the red kiss mark on her neck. His pupils trembled, and a hint of scarlet appeared in an instant. His whole body exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

Jiang Wantang glared at him and said, "What do you want to do... Ugh..."

Ji Wuwang clasped her wrists tightly against the wall with one hand, and with the other hand, he hooked her slender waist and pulled her into his arms, kissing her fiercely and deeply.

At the moment their lips and tongues intertwined, he heard a sigh from the depths of his soul.

A voice in his heart said to him: Finally, the person I have been thinking about for many years is finally back by my side.

Perhaps stimulated by this, Ji Wuwang kissed her indulgently and crazily, completely immersed in the soft and sweet taste of her tongue and unable to extricate himself.

I wish I could tear her bones into my stomach.

Until the smell of blood and rust came from the tongue cavity, and the pain on the tip of the tongue...

Jiang Wantang bit hard and hard, showing no mercy.

Ji Wuwang was stunned for a moment, then regained his composure.

And at this moment, Jiang Wantang suddenly struggled to break free from his restraints.

A "pop" sound was heard, and the unusually crisp sound echoed in the air.

Jiang Wantang slapped him down without any effort.

Ji Wuwang stood there, his face turned away from the blow and he didn't move for a long time.

One side of his face instantly turned red from the beating, with a faint slap mark on it, and blood at the corner of his mouth...

Extremely embarrassed.