The beloved of the paranoid tyrant( Mtl

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"I won't offend you anymore. I'll take a detour when I see you, just like before." Yang Jinhui was very polite. She knew that it was important to save her life and she couldn't offend Yu Shu who was crazy. She was begging for mercy.

Yushu didn't seem to hear Yang Jinhui's plea for mercy. Instead, she grabbed Yang Jinhui's hair harder. The hairpin in her hand almost pierced Yang Jinhui's neck. Yang Jinhui felt the pain on the skin on her neck. She was so scared that her voice trembled. She shouted: "Yushu, no, Ninth Princess, please let me go, please let me go. You know, you are the only one left in your family now. If you kill me, you won't survive. This is not cost-effective for you at all! You know, I am the emperor's favorite adopted sister and the future queen. As long as I live well, I will tell the emperor that he will make you his concubine, okay? You You like him so much and want to marry him. Isn't it just what you want to be his concubine?"

"I don't care!" Yu Shu interrupted Yang Jinhui coldly.

Yang Jinhui was dumbfounded. Yu Shu didn't even care about being a concubine, so what else did she want to do? She wouldn't want to kill her, would she?

In the midst of the lightning, Yang Jinhui just wanted to save her life, and then she had an idea: "How about you think about your father, your mother, and your prince and brother. They love you so much and they all want you to live well." "

Have you forgotten what your prince brother told you before? He asked you to live well. If you kill me like this, you won't be able to live. It won't do you any good!" Yang Jinhui reminded Yu Shu , "You'd better think about it carefully and don't do anything that will make you sorry for them and regret it!"

Yushu recalled what the prince brother had said to her in the past, and her eyes were blurred with tears. He asked her to live well.

She could barely hold the hairpin in her hand and couldn't stop crying.

A bright yellow figure led someone to run over quickly. He looked at Yushu, walked slowly over, and slowly stretched out his hand towards Yushu. His voice was rare and gentle, "Yushu, put down the hairpin, we have a talk." Say it well."

Yushu looked towards Xiao Jamyao, tears sliding down her face. Before she could react, she only felt her eyes blurred. Xiao Jamyao had already approached her, grabbed her wrist with his big hand and twisted it hard. As soon as it hurt, the hairpin in his hand fell into Xiao Jamyao's hand.

Yang Jinhui was successfully rescued immediately. She turned around and slapped Yu Shu on the face, saying harshly: "This is what I owe you."

Yu Shu's mind was confused and her mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

"Your Majesty, she just held me hostage and wanted to kill me. You have to make the decision for me!" Yang Jinhui cried, grabbing Xiao Jamyao's arm and complaining aggrievedly.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Yu Shu felt it was ironic and funny, and twitched the corner of her mouth slightly.

It hurts so much that I can't laugh.

Not wanting to see Yang Jinhui acting coquettishly with Xiao Jamyao anymore, Yu Shu broke away from Xiao Jamyao's hand with a cold face, turned around and left without looking back.

"Yushu..." Xiao Jamyao's voice called her from behind, but she ignored it.

Yang Jinhui held Xiao Jamyao's arm tightly and cried so aggrievedly that she was so pitiful, "Your Majesty, she just wanted to kill me, you have to make the decision for me..." As he said this, he fainted with excitement. Someone next to him was shocked. He exhaled and suddenly became a mess.

Nothing behind her aroused Yushu's interest at all. She only felt tired and tired, her body felt heavy, her head ached and her face hurt. She didn't even have the strength to walk back to Anyi Palace.