Chapter 1246 Peerless Elegance, Nine Thousand Years Old (Thirty-Two)

Jiu Ji couldn't see the killing intent in Emperor Jing's eyes, but felt it.

She knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

Looking at people's faces since she was a child, how could she not understand such an atmosphere.

The tense coercion in the air, the gaze on her, and the killing intent around her.

It's all so obvious.

Jiu Ji slowly closed her eyes, after all, she still couldn't escape death.

Looking at the trembling bodies of the people on the ground, Emperor Jing sighed softly, in a low voice.

"You're up now."

After talking about missing her body, he walked towards the seat not far away.

Leaning on the soft pillow in his back, Emperor Jing narrowed his eyes.

"Come forward."

He heard the movement of people in the room standing up.

Jiu Ji didn't dare to raise her head, she stepped forward in fear, and stood three steps away from Emperor Jing.

As soon as she stood firm, Emperor Jing's sharp eyes opened and shot directly at her.

"Who gave you the guts to do such nonsense behind my back!"

"Boom..." Jiu Ji knelt down in panic.

"The slave really can't stand these people being so rampant. Back then, when the slave was sweeping the Qianqing Palace, he was kicked by the people of the barbarian country. That kick almost cost the slave his life!

Minions hated them ever since! It is unbearable to learn that people from the barbarian country are bullying people like this today..."

"So you're making your own decisions?"

Emperor Jing interrupted Jiu Ji's words.

After hearing the other party's reason, his face has eased a bit.

Because that is the truth.

Jiu Ji nodded slightly.

In fact, her brain is still thinking about the reason that the soul-hunting gave her in her mind before.

She has followed what the other party said one by one.

Then see if you can pass.

"What's the matter with the piano art? And who made the lyrics and music?"

Jiuji gritted her teeth, "Returning to the emperor, the art of piano is taught by Mr. Shan Gong of the cleaning room. As for the servants of lyrics and music... I don't want to talk about it."

The last sentence made Emperor Jing raise his eyebrows, his expression was a little subtle.

The little eunuch in front of him has always been respectful to him.

A year ago, her attitude towards him seemed to be her biggest reliance, and she took care of him meticulously.

However, the protest in front of him made him a little uncomfortable.

Of course Emperor Jing would not show it.

"Head up."

Jiuji bit her lip, leaving a tooth mark on it, and then raised her head.

She has a magnificent face, red eyes, and there is water in the alluring eyes.

There was a slight blemish on that red lip, as if it had been bitten through.

Emperor Jing frowned, and his heart slowly sank when he met the respectful gaze that was no longer wholehearted.

The little eunuch in front of him has changed.

He seems to be respectful to her, but he has a small temper in his bones.

Emperor Jing was a little strange, this was the first time a servant showed the slightest complaint to him.

It's so slight that you can't even notice it.

But Emperor Jing saw the grievance and the complaints of more than a year from those beautiful eyes.

"Ha ha……"

Suddenly, Emperor Jing laughed in a low voice.

The voice is deep and full of magnetism, very nice.

Emperor Jing stretched out his hand to press his forehead, looked at the person kneeling on the ground, and said softly and softly: "Get up, come and serve with Zhong Dequan tomorrow."

Jiuji stood up, glanced at the emperor in front of her, and then quickly lowered her head.

A streamer flashed in her eyes.

Just now she didn't say what the name Jiehun taught in her mind.

The other party asked her to say that the lyrics and music were created by herself, but she felt that this should not be the case.

Although the emperor in front of him hadn't been in touch for a year, he knew his temperament.

It may seem harmless, it may seem mild, but it is not.