The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

"Ha." Yi Shurong sneered unequivocally, "If I had known that my cousin was sleeping in my arms and still thinking about other men, I might as well have told that little eunuch not to be so shrewd."

What he said was extremely treasonous. Although Luo Liyan had already guessed that he definitely wanted to get into that position, she didn't expect that he would say what he was thinking so nonchalantly.

"Why is my cousin so timid? I thought you had already guessed what I was thinking." Yi Shurong pinched her chin with two fingers and pulled her straight into her arms before continuing to speak. Said: "Let others protect you, after all, it is not as good as me protecting you myself."

Bah, even without me, you still want to visit.

Luo Liyan replied secretly in her heart, but did not respond immediately. She even trembled on purpose, pretending to be very scared.

Yi Shurong chuckled helplessly, feeling that her little girl was too timid, she was just usurping a position, could she be like this if she was scared?

"Okay, don't worry. I'm sure of some things. You just have to be happy every day." He pressed his big palm on the back of Luo Liyan's head and rubbed it gently.

Seeing that the hair was messed up by himself, he put down his hand with a slight guilt.

"Let them in. If they don't bring gifts, don't waste time by letting them in." Yi Shurong warned in a cold voice.

The two guards took the order and immediately retreated.

Luo Liyan lay in Yi Shurong's arms like a puddle of mud, wondering with some confusion. Since he could let Wu Yibin kill the prince and clear the emperor, why wouldn't he let the prince really succeed? Directly overthrown the prince.

Maybe it was because of the war in the border town. He needed to let His Majesty sit firmly in the upper position and control the situation in Li country.

After all the intruders have been beaten out and the frontier has been completely stabilized, will they continue to seek power and usurp the throne?

But although this idea makes sense, it is obviously not in line with Yi Shurong's common sense.

He is a majestic ghost king, how could he care about the life and death of the people, let alone covet the throne in this world.

I would like to sit on it, but I guess I have just lived too long and been too bored.

In fact, just as Luo Liyan thought, Yi Shurong really didn't care about the people of Li Dynasty, let alone all the creatures in the world.

The reason why he let go of this opportunity was that he just wanted to repay Luo Liyan's kindness to Emperor Li Chao for taking care of him for many years.

Although it is just a superficial effort, and there is not much intention, in the end, the reincarnation of heaven and the cause and effect of fate are in the end.

He himself is not afraid of any karma it will cause, but he is afraid that his little girl will be missed by heaven.

The two of them sat in silence for a while. Luo Liyan heard footsteps approaching from far away, and wanted to sit up from Yi Shurong's arms.

But Yi Shurong didn't give her this chance at all. He just held her waist and turned her over, leaning softly in his arms.

Those people in the pavilion were shocked when they saw their crooked appearance, but they quickly calmed down their expressions and saluted them respectfully.

Yi Shurong didn't even bother to raise her head to look at them, her eyes still lazily landed on Luo Liyan's head.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and only their messy breathing intertwined.