Blood-Sucking Empress

"Sang Zixin, do you really not know?"

"Ah! You, you know my name?" When Sang Zixin heard the emperor calling him his real name, his heartbeat almost stopped. He always thought that the secret was well hidden. Why did the emperor know, "Emperor, When did you know?"

"Huh, if I don't know your identity, do you think you can stay in the palace?" She didn't plan to choose anyone. If it wasn't because the other party was a spy, would she leave him for a while, would she really think she was It’s **** not!

Sang Zixin just turned better and his face became paler. He knelt on the ground and shivered. His eyes were full of despair. It turned out to be so. No wonder the emperor would treat him like this. It turned out that he knew his identity from the beginning. It's foolish to think that you have concealed very well, which is ridiculous.

"I'm a spy sent by Sanguo. I want to kill and let the emperor handle it." At this moment, he didn't know what else to say except this.

Do you want to kill or dispose? Does she need to wait until now if she wants to kill him?

"What about the package of poison that Sang Ziling gave you?" She didn't want to go round the corner.

This time Sang Zixin was so surprised that he didn't know how to be surprised. He knew in his heart that the emperor thought he knew everything, and he was just a ridiculous toy.

"Throw it away." He found a place in the Royal Garden and buried it. After all, it was poison, and he could not throw it around.

"What about the poison on your own?" She really threw it away, and she was not surprised.

Sang Zixin was silent, did he want him to say that he was not afraid of death, thinking that he would not poison the emperor even if he thought about it? He did not want to say that, and he did not want to see the emperor's disdainful eyes!

"Humph, stupid!" Sang Zixin knew that she didn't say that this little pitiful stupid guy wanted to wait for death. She really didn't know what to say about him, was it good or stupid?

"Yes, the minions are stupid, the minions have never been smart, but what about the minions, do you really poison you to change the antidote?" Sang Zixin feels wronged, what can he do in the face of such a choice? Well, he simply had no choice.

"Of course you can do this, why not?" Looking at Sang Zixin's pitiful grievance, she felt that he was more and more in line with the image of little pitiful.

"..." Hearing the emperor's question, Sang Zixin felt more uncomfortable. Why should he ask that, of course, he would not poison her, even if he was a stranger, he would not hurt, let alone her ...

From small to large, apart from his father, only this person is willing to give himself a little warmth, even if such warmth is accompanied by unbearable jokes, but if he is allowed to choose, he would rather be a clown, hoping to be with her. He Don't care, just let him feel a little warmth.

"Why don't you answer?" Qianhe Liyou felt weird when she didn't hear the answer, especially when she saw Sang Zixin's complexion, which made her suspect that there were still some things she didn't understand.

Sang Zixin's face changed slightly when asked, with a moment of paleness and a hint of shame, hesitated for a long time, as if he had made a certain determination, and said timidly: "The emperor is very good to slaves, slaves are not It will harm the emperor." Anyway, he hasn't lived any longer. Some words can be spoken at this opportunity. So he gritted his teeth and then said: "The slave is very grateful to the emperor. Although it is not my own wish to come here, I But thank those people, so that I can come here, can have such a relaxed and happy life, especially, so that I can meet someone who is good to me..."

Sang Zixin's eyes looked at the emperor, and the so-called good people in his words were self-evident... This time it was Qianhe Li's turn to be surprised...

Good to him? Is that person really talking about her? Is she good to him? She really doubts! But the other party's eyes and the other party's movements made her think that this person is herself...

"Sang Zixin, what you said is good to you...Is it?" Qian He Li You decided to ask yourself clearly.

Sang Zixin nodded gently, and continued: "In memory, only my father is kind to me, but my father is away for a long time... and you are also kind to me, although... you seem to have a little bit, A little...but you are very good, the minions know..."

"Where do you see that I'm good?" She didn't think she was good. Where did this person know?

“You’ve never beaten a minion, you won’t be punished at will, and you will give the minion soup, so that the minion can eat with you, and in addition to being good to the minion, you are also very good to others, the queen mother. , Queen, and all the ladies..."

He really feels this way these days with the emperor. The emperor seems to be cold, but actually makes him feel very gentle. The emperor has never been angry and has not punished any palace attendants. It's not like the people he has seen before.

This little pity is really simple, even though she feels good about it alone, if she really treats him better, wouldn't he want to agree with him?

With her body... Suddenly, Qian Heli thought of a possibility. She looked closely at Sang Zixin's expression and saw that his face was reddish, and she seemed a little embarrassed. Maybe this was her body. It's not impossible.

"Do you like me?" Say what you think, and often it is so outspoken.

Sang Zixin's eyes widened and his face became more red, and Nene's did not know how to answer.

"Answer me!" Although this expression is similar to the answer, she still wants to hear him say that there is a word called self-assertion, and she hates the word, so she still asks these questions well.

"Emperor like you... Men will like it. The slave knows his low status, and he is a person from Sanguo. He doesn't deserve to like you at all. Why should the emperor ask the slave like this?"

The emperor is very beautiful, the breath is even more intimidating, domineering, proud, elegant and distinguished, and has excellent ability. In his eyes, the emperor is simply a perfect existence. How can he not be admired...

"That's what I like, little pity, you..." It's stupid, I would like her, and because of giving up poisoning in this way, I would rather die by poisoning myself, not stupid or whatever, but see him already so pitiful She looks like this stupid word, but she can't bear to say it again, "Get up, I will let the doctors detoxify you, you will be fine, don't be so stupid in the future."

She just imported her mana into his body and temporarily suppressed the toxicity, but to completely detoxify, other methods are needed. I don’t know that the little poor poison is easy to solve. If the doctor is not good, she only has Detoxified him with his own blood.

The most important thing a zombie cares about is her own blood. That's where the mana is, especially the essence blood near her heart, and it's the essence. It can dissolve the poison's toxicity, so she won't worry about the poison on Xiaopo's body.

From beginning to end, she never thought of letting this little pity die, especially after she heard this remark, she would not let him die, but, how should he be arranged?

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