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In three days, she would be sent to the execution platform, and the White Horse Emperor who rejected Gong Huanfeng's offer of her life to Yun Meng would personally send her to the execution platform.

At this moment, the White Horse Emperor didn't feel pain nor helplessness, and he was instead indulging himself in pleasantries!

Inside the red silk cloth, the emotions were thick like fire, rolling over and over. Under the dragon bed, his heart was as cold as ice, and he was at a loss.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but at this moment, time seemed to have run out. After suffering through it, he was no longer able to control himself. Only the person involved would know whether it was pain or pleasure.

Quietly, he crawled out from under the dragon bed. He didn't want to, so he hid under the dragon bed to listen to this sound.

When he thought of the arms that had once held him gently, how many women he had held, he felt a wave of nausea and heartache.

Inside the palace, the lights were dim. He bent over to the window and climbed out. The autumn wind blew by, bringing with it a slight chill.

Sitting on the overhang outside the window, looking at the layers of palaces in the darkness, a wave of sadness passed through his heart.

The faint sound came from the inner chamber as it powerlessly lay on the overhang. The glazed roof tiles carried an ice-cold chill that seeped into the clothes.

Looking up at the night sky, it was dark and overcast.

"If it rains down in three days, will the execution platform still open?"

He could not help but shake his head and smile bitterly. Even if he could not do it in three days, there would always be a time when he could. If the Emperor wanted to kill someone, he had plenty of ways to do so.

"Is he really going to kill me and send me to the stake?"

His tears had dried up and he already knew that he shouldn't have fallen in love with the White Horse Emperor, so why was he so moved for him?

His heart was like a gloomy sky, without a trace of moonlight. It was dark to the extreme. The first love of life, the first man, the first time …

There were too many times that he gave the White Horse Emperor the first time. So it turned out that she was only one of the countless women he possessed. The woman he loved in the red silk dress, and the woman he was with until dawn, might not be her.

Even if he had been gentle to her and loved her a thousand times, when he turned around, he would embrace other girls. In the future, would he have to compete with hundreds of women for a man?

"Phew … Phew … Phew …"

A strong gust of wind blew past, and the dark clouds in the sky became even thicker. It was impossible to see his five fingers in front of him.

"Pa Pa Pa …"

Bean-sized raindrops sprinkled down from the sky, swaying the faint yellow lanterns in the wind, making the lights even dimmer. The trees in the courtyard swayed left and right, left and right, left and right. Countless petals and leaves fell. This autumn rain made people feel the coldness of autumn.

He slowly grabbed onto the branch and jumped into it. Then, he started to climb down the tree. At this moment, it was the best time for anyone to discover that she was here.

Taking advantage of the sudden storm, he sneaked back to his room in the dark. His clothes were already half wet. He took off his clothes and put on clean clothes. Then, he washed his wet clothes with water from a basin and put them on.

Her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know what to do next. She stared blankly at the tightly closed windows. Was she really going to be here, waiting for the day she could go up on the fire execution platform?

It was already deep into the night, but he was not sleepy, and his heart was still aching.

Suddenly, he covered his chest as his heart spasmed with pain.

"So this is the feeling of heartache. It is said that love hurts the most, and it makes one even more sad. "Ji Tian Ning, is the Baima Emperor worthy of you being so heartbroken?"

Tears, sad fall, raised a hand to wipe the tears on her face, she did not let tears fall.

He did not call for a maid but instead changed into clean water to wash the tears off his face. He silently extinguished the light and sat in the darkness, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

He hadn't slept that night. Lying on the bed, he only felt a little sleepy when he saw the fishbelly white from the window. What can you do if you don't get up? I might as well just lie down and have a good night's sleep to recover my spirit.

"Esteemed Empress, esteemed Empress …"

Someone called out in a low voice and lazily turned his body over. He did not want to open his eyes and only wanted to lie down and continue to be lazy.

The low voice stopped. It was Hong Mei who had called out to her just now. Seeing that she ignored her, she might have retreated. Facing the wall, he was no longer sleepy, but unwilling to get up.

"Has the White Horse Emperor woken up? I don't think so. He had taken good care of three women in one night, so it is possible that he is still in a coma right now. "

He laughed self-deprecatingly. Why would he think of such a thing? What did it have to do with her that the White Horse Emperor wanted to sleep with them? Those women were his concubines in the first place. There was no need for him to notify anyone he wanted to sleep with.

At this moment, it was already noon. There had been no food in the morning, and Ji Tian Ning had not gone to take a look at what time it was.

In the midst of the haze, he felt as if someone was standing beside the bed. It was just an intuition. Tightening the blanket, could it be that the Red Peach was still waiting, calling her to eat?

"All of you can leave. I have no appetite. I want to rest."

He spoke in a hoarse voice and smiled bitterly. He didn't expect his voice to become hoarse in just one night.

An aura that was like grass under the sunlight entered into his nostrils and he was slightly stunned. It was actually the smell of the White Horse Emperor. So familiar, once made her heart palpitate, now that it was so close, could she still have his love?

In front of the bed, Huo Ni Lin silently stood there. He looked at Ji Tian Ning, who was wrapped in a brocade blanket, and felt a wave of pity for her. Ye Zichen had been keeping her in the palace, especially after all this time. This kitten must have been extremely bored to not let her out of the courtyard.

He left for the morning assembly early in the morning. It had been a long time since he had gone to the morning assembly and taken care of the imperial government. Today, he was intentionally showing his fatigue in the imperial court and had left early.

Originally, he didn't want to go to court early, but because he had heard the news of the return of Gong Jiu, he had no choice but to step forward and take a look at the movements of those people. The more time passed, the more one could see the position of the court officials. Moreover, he wanted the palace head to have some scruples. He knew that he could still handle the imperial government, but it was already far from what it was before.

If he could deal with the imperial government, then he would have to be cautious about what he did. If his body did not recover, then it would be like giving Gong Jiu a peace of mind and not having to act in a hurry.

Last night's revelry had not made him tired. What he was tired of was his heart.

A head of beautiful hair was scattered on the quilt. She extended her hand and gently caressed Ji Tian Ning's beautiful hair. He leaned over and took a deep breath. There was a special smell coming from his hair. It wasn't osmanthus oil, nor was it any fragrance he knew. Smelling this familiar fragrance, he could not help but be moved.

When he felt the reverse fire scale and the warm breath, he left. However, she could still feel that the reverse scale was standing right in front of the bed.

A moment later, a warm body lay beside her. It lifted up the quilt and slipped inside, its strong arms around her slender waist.

"Pa ~ ~"

He fiercely patted the hands of the reverse scale and pushed away the hands of the reverse scale. Then, he tightly wrapped the blanket around his body and used the blanket to separate himself and the reverse scale.

He was waiting for the person behind him to say something, even if it was the cruel reality. She would rather hear his confession and know that in three days, she would be sent to the execution platform than be covered in the flames like this.