Chapter 12： Who is reluctant

The emperor was injured and everything became disordered.

In faintness, I heard only the rapid footsteps and the woman's bark. In the confusion, she could even distinguish his voice.

Cold and angry, "Jiao Congrenfu."

Clan palace, that prison is a torture ghost land.

She smiled slightly, and before falling into darkness, her consciousness was surprisingly clear: this time she could never live again.

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Mid-month, Qinfang Palace.

In the hibiscus embroidery account, Qingsi draped over a bed, and Hua Fei's face was drunk like a peach. Long Feili shoved away the body of Jiao ~.

"emperor?"

"What did you drink for the soup you just gave me?" Long Fei sank away from his eyes and put on his robe.

Hua Fei was so frightened ~ she lay down on her knees on the bed, fearing, "Chen Ye just wanted the medicine to increase the interest, Chen Ye--"

"Miner, only once, do you understand?" The emperor said coldly, and threw away his sleeves.

With the back of the man, Hua Fei gritted his teeth, so strong medicine, he could not bear to touch her.

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Xuan Yuan was in the straw, the shoes did not know when it fell off, and the soles of the feet were frozen and cold, like stepping into the snow and ice. There was a spit of blood and sputum in my heart, and I could not go up and down. I covered my mouth and coughed suddenly, and the dark red slowly flowed down the fingers.

The weather in early spring was as cold as a tiger, and the dungeon was dark and embarrassing. She only felt dizzy and hot, knowing that it must be cold. She tried to pull the thin clothes together, and her hands fell suddenly. Lift up again.

Suddenly, there was a slight shaking in the grass, and a huge rat came out and leapt onto her wrist.

She smiled bitterly, and she didn't even have the strength to drive the black-haired animal away.

There are many rats in the prison, and they are not afraid of people. The eyes of that thing are faint green, and they bite open the flesh on her wrist.

She just laughed and held her teeth, and her consciousness began to blur.

Someone shook her feet and put them in her arms. She closed her eyes tightly, and her nose scented with sandalwood.

"Cui Ya, Cui Ya." She was vague. That's her skinny girl. She was chilling. When it was cold, the little girl who always said nothing always helped her to warm up like this, although she had warned Cui Ya many times not to.

It's just that Cui Ya is dead.

She burst into tears, and pressed a little closer to the warmth, "Cui Ya, he is a bad guy. He drove the people from his family to death, and today he hit me."

The chest was dull and painful, and the frostbite on the instep was itching. She could not help but rub each other up.

A light sigh escaped the air.

She was taken into the arms of a man who put her feet on her lap and gently scratched for her.

"Why did the queen save me that day? Did I die and mislead his heart?" Baye's teeth bit his lip and bleed, mixed with tears, and she could no longer release the turbidity.

"Yes, he's a bad person." The man folded his hands and patted her back, comforting softly.

The moonlight was cold and cold, and a few wires leaked from the small window on the upper wall of the cell. It was hung on a face, with narrow eyes and a dense brows.

"You didn't die, it wasn't the queen who wanted to save you, because the uncle was reluctant."

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