This Chest Feels Terrible

"Huang'er, are you sure you want me to do it? Do you want me to use divine power or magic power? If I do it, my identity will definitely be exposed. Are you sure?"

Good lord, this fellow actually learned to threaten her. If he was afraid of exposing his identity, why did he use his pressure to force these people to kneel just now? Don't think that she didn't know what he was thinking.

However, this damned woman actually dared to call her trash!

She never liked to rely on others for revenge.

Yan Ye tilted his head slightly and gently rubbed his face against Beiting Huang's hair. His movements were gentle and his purple eyes narrowed slightly, looking smug. He hugged the girl with both hands as if he was carrying a treasure.

If Qing Xi still treated him as an ordinary passerby until now, there was no way this level of intelligence would get her to the position of the Young Palace Master of Taiyi Palace.