Chapter 1392 – Deterrence of the imperial palace (1)

Chapter 1392 – Deterrence of the imperial palace (1)

“If you want to marry into the imperial family, then you must do it legitimately.” Emperor Jing put on an act and hardened his face.

“Oh? What is the legitimate way?” Su Luo nestled in Nangong Liuyun’s embrace, the corner of her mouth lifting into a ghost of a smile.

“Return to Su Manor, let Grandfather Su personally come to discuss the marriage, otherwise, the Nangong royal family absolutely won’t marry in a loathsome girl of unknown origin.” Emperor Jing’s appearance looked strict, using righteous words to say this.

Return to Su Manor? Su Luo secretly felt it was laughable in her heart.

That very day, Su Zian saw calamity looming, and he didn’t hesitate to expel her from Su Manor. Now, seeing her body had spirit blood, he didn’t hesitate to let go of his face to force her to return to Su Manor, simply ridiculous. Was she, Su Luo, someone that if people wanted to force, then could be forced?

Immediately, Su Luo laughed with ‘hehe’ sounds, and she gazed straight at Emperor Jing: “Want to make me return to Su Manor? No way.” What Su Zian was planning, she could guess even with her toe. If she entered Su Manor, could she still walk out alive? That would definitely be impossible.

Emperor Jing was refused by Su Luo to his face, and he immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation: “What did you say?”

“I said, no way.” Su Luo evoked a ridiculing smile and cast a withering glance at Emperor Jing.

“Don’t tell me you don’t want to marry Nangong Liuyun?” Emperor Jing, pointing at Nangong Liuyun, directly questioned in a rage.

Nangong Liuyun held Su Luo’s hand tightly.

Su Luo turned her hands over and entwined their ten fingers together, soon after, she faced Emperor Jing: “Nangong Liuyun must be mine.”

“Such huge courage, such an arrogant tone!” Emperor Jing was angered to the point of laughing by Su Luo’s words!

His such a perfect son, so outstandingly gifted to the extreme son, she actually, actually dared to shamelessly say these kinds of words!

“You, this……” Emperor Jing’s finger that was pointing at Su Luo trembled slightly, the veins on his forehead bulged out, very clearly, he was severely angered by Su Luo.

But at this moment, Su Luo acted as though nobody else was present to snuggle in Nangong Liuyun’s arms. She unhurriedly peeled a grape and delivered it into Nangong Liuyun’s mouth.

Although Nangong Liuyun hadn’t said anything at all from beginning till end, his actions were already clear cut on Su Luo’s side.

After he slowly and deliberately ate the grape, Nangong Liuyun’s long and narrow phoenix eyes swept a glance over to Emperor Jing who was angered to the point of shaking, and carelessly asked a sentence: “Are you done being angry?”

Are you done being angry? Emperor Jing only felt his forehead had a burst of darkness.

His treasured son, seeing him being angered by someone, not only didn’t he move to help, instead, he even calmly asked if he was done being angry? The more Emperor Jing thought, the more depressed he became. He almost violently spit out a mouthful of old blood.

“You guys, the two of you guys! Unfilial son! Humph!” Emperor Jing heavily flung his sleeves and turned around. If he was to see that calm and composed expression of Nangong Liuyun’s again, very likely, he would be so angered to directly breathing his last.

“As I’m an unfilial son, then if I don’t disobey your words, on the contrary, wouldn’t it be more in name than in fact?” While Nangong Liuyun peeled an amber-colored grape to feed to Su Luo, he also carelessly spoke.

“……” Emperor Jing was angered to the point of convulsing, that nose gave a wheezing sound, like the bellows of the wind.

“In short, merely a sentence and want to make my family’s Luo girl return to Su Manor, don’t even think about it.” Nangong Liuyun freely waved his hands and set the decree of Heaven and Earth with these words.

“But……” Although he knew from childhood till now that the words that Nangong Liuyun said absolutely wouldn’t change, but Emperor Jing still wanted to make this last struggle.

“Nothing to discuss.” Nangong Liuyun indifferently smiled, “Does Father Emperor still have other matters?”

Emperor Jing hatefully glared at Nangong Liuyun, he wanted to retort, but at this moment, a strong pressure of an expert that seemed to be there and not there spread out from Nangong Liuyun’s whole body.