Chapter 140

In the room, the Qin emperor looked at Qin Che with an obscure look, and said in a bad tone: "che'er, do you know what you are talking about?"

The tea cup fragments were scratched to the back of the hand, and a bloodstain was left. A trace of bright red blood rushed out of the scratch, coloring the books.

But Qin Che seems to feel no pain in general, or hook that one touch of sarcasm arc, way: "father emperor, if the child has offended, please forgive him."

Clearly is such a sentence of begging for mercy, but Qin Che's tone does not have a trace of regret.

The emperor's patience was completely successful, and his domineering power was fully displayed. When he was cold, he directly reached out. The target of his hand was the mask on Qin Che's face.

When the emperor's hand was about to touch the cold mask, there was a huge sound, and the ground was shaken. Qin Che fell to the ground.

The chair turned over, the book fell, and Qin Che was embarrassed to sit on the ground, the huge pain made him issued a stuffy hum, the face covered by the mask was a look of pain.

Qin Huang was stunned, staring at Qin Che falling to the ground, opening his mouth and saying: "you..."

Qin Che did not move, but raised his head, sneered and said, "father, do you want the child to die?"

The emperor of Qin tugged at his heart. His eyes at Qin Che were very complicated. It was a mixture of love, regret, remembrance, and a wisp of blind obsession, which could not bear.

Qin Che resisted the nausea from his stomach, and the sneer on his lips deepened. The dark negative emotion gradually rose, as if to occupy all his thoughts.

"Che'er, you know I don't mean that..."

"Enough!"

"Che'er..."

"Father, please go back."

In this sentence, it is obvious that the guests are attracted.

If it is put on other people, I am afraid it will not be worth ten thousand deaths.

But the emperor sighed, put down his hand and said, "che'er, you are not in good health. Take a rest early, I Will come again, as for the queen You don't have to worry. I'll keep you. "

Qin Che is still silent.

The Emperor didn't expect any response. He just took a look at his mask and left with a sigh.

When the wind and rhyme peach saw the emperor finally come out, he was relieved, and the Duke of Chang put down their hands, and said respectfully, "the emperor is going back to the palace?"

Qin Huang er a, then the line of sight fell on the fast wind and rhyme peach body, meaningful said: "take good care of the emperor's son."

The two quickly knelt down and said, "yes, Emperor!"

In the end, the emperor of Qin left slowly under their frightened eyes.

When he saw that the figure was gone completely, Yuntao fell down and sat on the ground. His legs were shaking and he murmured to himself, "how did the emperor come here? Why did he come..."

The wind couldn't help Yuntao. He rushed into the room and saw the king's whole body falling on the ground. He was very embarrassed. His face was white with fear, so he helped him up.

Qin Che lowered his head and let the wind help him up, but from the beginning to the end, he held the hand, did not release.

"Lord, are you all right?"

"Get out."

A hoarse voice spoke.

The wind changed his face and said, "Lord, you..."

Qin Che suddenly raised his head, the pair of red eyes staring at the wind, like the devil in the abyss, the wind subconsciously back a few steps.

This moment's Lord, strange and terrible.

"I said," get out. "

"Yes."

In the end, the wind retreated.

Qin's room was still and there was no breath.

He covered his mask with one hand and laughed up to the sky, laughing madly, laughing and coughing.

The next moment, his hand threw out, a silver radian fell, then hit the ground, played up, and finally lay quietly in the corner, that is A silver mask without any pattern.

Qin Che covered his face with one hand, and the laughter stopped slowly. His words fell and blocked his lips. He coughed violently. The red blood flowed down his fingers and fell on his clothes, which was dyed into red circles.

Slowly, his mouth seems to spit out some words.

Over and over, as if repeating something.

Listen carefully, it's a familiar word

"Dirty..."

"So dirty..."

"If it's broken, it'll be fine."

"Oh."

Half ring, Qin Che slowly straightened up, his hair fell, that a white ribbon lightly fell on his hand, was dyed red by the blood on the back of his hand, half white general red, and the white end, faint, seems to have a small character embroidered.It was

Hanfei.

Whew, his crazy face suddenly calmed down.

His eyes were still on the ribbon.

In the mind, that a smile full of white teeth, silly face so no warning of the jump out.

"Lord, don't die!"

"Lord, I will save you!"

"Lord, I, I just don't want you to be in trouble!"

"Lord, I'm willing to go through fire and water for you, and I'll do it!"

"Lord..."

Qin Che stretched out his hand and grasped the silk ribbon, which was very tight and tight, as if to be stuffed into the flesh and blood.

It's like the owner of the ribbon.

The woman who broke into his dirty world with a strong will brought him the relief he could still breathe.

Originally all is the heart of the dark mood, finally a little bit of dissipation, the extreme sense of weariness has also been driven away.

Why?

Why does he calm down just by thinking of her smile.

Slowly, Qin Che closed his eyes and his black hair poured out, blocking his face. Only the slightly leaked skin could be seen that it was almost transparent white, which was morbid and unreal.

The soft murmur replaced the original crazy laughter, slowly passing in the room.

"I can Trust you. "

"Han Fei..."

Night, a little bit of devour this life whispers.

On the other side, Han Fei in her sleep frowned fiercely, as if she was having a nightmare. Her face was very painful and her mouth was full of words, like calling.

"Don't..."

"Don't do this..."

"Don't die! Ah Che

Han Fei opened her eyes, gasped with sweat and looked at the beam. She didn't come back for a while.

Chest pain still exists, she tightly grasp the collar, do not understand why she is so sad, like a very important person was hurt in general, the pain is severe.

Maybe

I miss God so much that I dream.

It's just that the pain is too real. What happened to the God? Hanfei couldn't help thinking.

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