When I got outside, Qingyan stopped.

The moonlight in the Heavenly Palace is always very good. You can see the bright moon above your head, which is so close that it is within reach.

Han You stood behind Qing Yan, almost ten steps away from her. This is a distance that she must adhere to as a slave. Han You thought to herself that one day, she will shorten this distance.

The Heavenly Lord in front of him stood there bathed in the moonlight, and his tall and straight back was the pillar of the entire Heavenly Palace.

Han You's eyes were full of admiration at this moment. Although she liked the throne of the queen, she also loved Qing Yan very much. Being able to sit as the queen and have such a superb husband is something that all female creatures in the three realms dream of.

If this man becomes her one day, wouldn’t the women in the three realms envy her to death? Thinking about it, I feel excited and happy.

After a moment of silence, Qing Yan asked, "Do you know what kind of person I hate the most?"

Han You immediately came to his senses and shook his head quickly, "I don't know."

She was wondering in her heart, did the Tianjun hear the wrong question? He called himself out, wasn't it...Isn't it that I want to express my love? Why would he ask such a strange question?

Qing Yan said lightly: "Be smart... I hate this kind of person the most..."

Hanyou shivered for a moment, and she subconsciously felt that the situation was not good, and she felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet, making her tremble.

"Your Majesty... is saying."

Qingyan sneered, "Then tell me what kind of person are you?"

Han You's legs kept shaking, and the feeling of badness became heavier and heavier. Why did the Heavenly Lord ask this? What did he know? She trembled and replied: "Your Majesty, I... I don't know..."

Qing Yan turned around, "I don't know? Do you really don't know, or dare not say it?"

Han You looked pale and knelt down with a pounce, "Your Majesty forgive me, I really don't know, I really don't know..."

"You really don't see the coffin... you won't shed tears." Qing Yan raised his hand, waved his hand in the air, and a silver light flew past, and a screen appeared in front of him. There was a mirror image on the screen, which was a door, and clear dialogue sounds were heard through the door.

——Princess... Did you... say something to Your Majesty today?

--No!

——Oh, then did Your Majesty ask you questions about me today?

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The sound of conversations floated out one after another, and it sounded particularly terrifying on such a night.

After Han You heard the first sound, she fell to the ground. It was her own voice, what he said not long ago, how could she not hear it?

The Heavenly Lord knew indeed. He was standing outside the door and listening clearly to their conversation.

This time, she is - finished.

Hanyou's face was as pale as a dead person. She quickly got up and kowtowed to Qingyan, crying loudly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Youth Majesty, I am obsessed with it for a while, thinking about what I shouldn't have thought. I know I'm wrong, please... I'll spare me this time, please."

Qing Yan looked at her crying begging for mercy, with a blank expression on her face, "You shouldn't have, you shouldn't have, you shouldn't have to do it on Tao Yao..."

After saying that, he said, "Record."
Chapter completed!