Chapter 127： No emperor to accompany, not good

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Chapter 127 does not have an emperor, not good

"Sword dust! Ah!" Xie Si’s pupil suddenly tightened and lost his voice. Under the moonlight, the shameful face of Jian Chen looked in the direction of Xie Sizhen, and the lips slid through a smear of unknown meaning. At the chest, the blood spattered out, and the body fell like a leaf on the ground, without any breath.

"Catch the assassin! Grab the assassin!" At this moment, the imperial guards of the city have already rushed over and fight with the black people. Two of the guards immediately lifted them and saw the temple dust. .

"Don't take him away! Jian Chen! Let me go!" Xie Sizhen's eyes were full of blood, hysterical roar, but no matter how she struggled, the moon was hugged to her waist, and she was dragged back to the room. .

"Let me go! I am going to find Jian Chen!" The tears of Xie Si's tears, like the flood of the dyke, slammed into the moon, and rushed to the palace gate, but the moon was dead. Doorway.

"Sword dust is hurt! He is injured! You let it go!" Xie Sizhen was excited and roared, his hands twitching the moon, but the moon was tied to the door, letting Xie Sizhen's fist fall on his body like a rain.

"Mother! You can't go now! Once you find out the relationship between you and Jian Chen, you will not be able to live! You can't see you go to death!" Yue Yue sighed and looked firm.

"If Jian Chen is dead! What is the meaning of living in this palace! Let it go!" ‘啪—’ Xie Si’s slap in the face slammed down, and five clear fingerprints appeared on the face of the moon.

"As long as the goddess does not kill the moon, the moon will not let open!" The lips of the moon are bleeding, but the body is still in the door of the palace like a stone, she is very clear, if the master sees Jian Chen, whether it is dead or alive, their things will be exposed to the people before, even if the emperor does not want to convict, how to block the long mouth.

"Why... why is this happening! We are together... Moonlight... This palace is so scared, do you say that Jian Chen will not..." Xie Si suddenly sat on the cold ground, tears falling.

"No, Jian Chen Jitian Tianxiang, there will be nothing, the goddess, you don't do this, Jian Chen will not have anything!" Looking at Xie Si's fearful eyes, Yue Yan was on the ground when he was on the road, his hands will be in his arms. Try to appease.

Under the moonlight, Yin Xue’s figure is like a ghost. At this moment, she is pouring a bottle of powder into the place where Jian Chen has just fallen...

In the palace, Yao Mozhen gently caressed the florist, and the Qing dynasty looked out the window from time to time. The moonlight was bright and clean, and the shadow of the tree was just her heart. I really couldn’t care about this beauty.

"Master, the subordinates have already done it." When Yin Xueru fell in front of Yao Mozhen in a gust of wind, Yao Mozhen only sighed.

"Sword dust?" The short-term pain, in exchange for long-term happiness, Yao Mozhen can guess that Xie Sizhen's heartbreaking at the moment, but she promised that she would get the best compensation.

"Already sent out of the palace, although the injury is heavy, but there is a 'nine song back to the soul Dan' to protect the heart, there will be no life." Yin Xue according to the truth.

"You have worked hard, let's go to rest." Yao Mozhen nodded slightly, and immediately put aside the smugglers. She should have a good night's sleep, and there are still many things waiting for her.

In the hall of the Xuanfang, Xie Sizhen took the hand of the moon, and the tears fell.

"Moon, no matter whether the sword dust is dead or alive, you should not lie to the palace, okay?" Looking at the moon from the outside to inquire about the news, Xie Sizhen's voice became more and more hoarse.

"The maiden..." The moon licked the throat, the tears lingered in the shackles, and the lips could not hold back.

"Is it... Jian Chen... No, this palace wants to see Jian Chen! Even the last one! This palace must see him!" The silence of Yueyue confirms Xie Sizhen’s thoughts. She saw the sword running through her chest, but she did not dare to admit that she did not believe that Jian Chen would leave her alone and suffer in this world alone.

"Anniling! The body of Jian Chen has been shipped out of the palace, you can not find him!" Yue Hao mournfully weeping, hands clasped Xie Sizhen's waist.

"The end of the earth, the palace must find him! Life is also the same life, death is also dead!" Xie Sizhen crazy mad, struggling to push the moon.

Just as Xie Sizhen rushed to the palace gate, he was hitting the night game that hurriedly walked in.

"Thinking! Where are you going?" Night Hung both hands clasped Xie Sizhen, and she pulled her back to the inner room. On one side, the moon saw the night and appeared, and reluctantly retreated.

"I want to see Jian Chen! You let it go!" Xie Sizhen was ashamed, and his feet went to the night to get rid of his bondage.

"I have asked, Jian Chen is dead, the body has been sent to the palace cremated according to the rules, how do you want to see him!" Night Hyun desperately pulled Xie Sizhen, the sound is cold like a cone of ice.

"Impossible! How can Jian Chen leave me alone! How can he die! The emperor... Why? Why do the palace have assassins! Why do they kill the sword dust! You say! Say!" Tears overflowed, his hands licking the clothes of the night, and roared.

"I'm sorry... I didn't expect this to happen. I don't think you are sorry, but you have already happened. You must accept it! Anyway, you will find out the real murderer and avenge the sword dust." "Night Hyun is more than Xie Sizhen want to figure out who those black people are, why should they kill the sword dust!"

If it wasn't for their bad things, Jian Chen would be poisoned and violent tonight. When he asked Zheng Yu to explain the cause of Jian Chen's death to Xie Sizhen, things would pass, but now he does not know how much it costs. .

"The emperor! I beg you, let them bring the sword dust back, I want to see him the last side, okay? Please!" Xie Sizhen finally gave up the struggle, stunned in front of the night game, tears mottled, heartache.

"Thinking, don't you help me, you should know that if you are exposed with Jian Chen, even if he is already dead, you can't escape the whip of the body, and you! How are you going to be?" Resist the anger and whisper.

"I don't care, I just want to see the last side of Jian Chen! The emperor!" Xie Si's hands slammed the emperor's robe of the night game, mournful and pleading, tears and tears.

"Enough! Where do you put your face?" Night Hung finally endured the limit and angered. When she felt the horrified gaze of Xie Sizhen, the night game quickly converges in the eyes of the cold, slowly leaning over and lifting her from the ground.

"You can rest assured that you will be able to settle the sword dust. You will arrange for you to worship at his grave. I will believe it. If this happens, you will feel more heartbroken than you. I still remember that you were helping me." Sacrificing your own happiness, now that the sword dust is gone, you will treat you well!" Night Hung will take Xie Sizhen in his arms, and the deep sorrow will be awkward. This woman can't stay.

The uneasy night finally passed. In the early morning, Yao Mozhen used the breakfast, and then he saw the night and rushed in.

"The emperor, my nephew waited for you for a long time last night..." Yao Mozhen gently took the robes of the night game and grievances.

"Is it just to let the children wait for a night, so I will apologize to the children in the early morning! How about sleeping last night?" Night Hyun pulled Yao Mozhen to sit at the table. Not enough, simply put Yao Mozhen on his lap.

"There is no emperor to accompany, not good." Yao Mo licked his mouth and spoke.

"Oh, I promised to be a child, and I will not lie again in the future, okay?" The night game was lightly pinched down by Yao Mo's Qiong Nao, and pampered.