Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

The concubine, who had been sentenced to death, dared to call the emperor's name like this.

Why did the emperor come here? This snowy night suddenly became weird.

The blood on his chest was dark red, and Zhang Jin forgot about the pain for a moment and looked at the white curtain.

"Can this person not kill?" The voice was faint and came out from there.

"Reason," the emperor said leisurely.

"He has the will to stop."

"Oh?" The emperor chuckled, "Take a pair of ten, you can't help it, **** it."

A "damn" sounded like a tossing sound, Zhang Jin's atrium retracted sharply, and his clenched fingers also choked.

The wind was a bit strong, and the curtain rolled up again, and it was forged on the texture, like someone who wrinkled a lake.

Inside the account, Nian Xuanzhang smiled, "The emperor seems to make sense."

Zhang Jin was shocked. She couldn't understand the words of her concubine this year, but she heard her say, "In the fifteenth year of Qing Jia, Zhang Jin was the emperor's close visitor."

The emperor looked the same, saying, "Why are you here today?"

"Mr. Zhang is so upright, Xuan Yuan guesses that he should be guilty of not accepting bribes and not talking."

"Others form party camps, why is he alone, not shy of the times, **** it." The emperor frowned, suddenly cold.

He has been in a relaxed and clear voice since he came in. At this moment, the front of the speech is a little sharp, Zhang Jin doesn't feel it all ~ his body trembles.

A gentle laughter passed, but it was Lord Lingrui.

The green-shirted boy stood with the breeze against the light, Xu Xu stood on the side of the emperor, his head kept hanging down, Zhang Jin couldn't see their expressions, but Long Zijin's laughter was like a slam in his heart, As if laughing at his stupidity, his white face turned red instantly.

There seemed to be some annoyance in Nian Xuan's voice.

"The emperor's words seem to make sense, what can I do?"

Zhang Jin gritted his teeth, and suddenly made three noises in the direction of the cell, saying: "The grace of the maiden, Zhang Jinming feels within five, but Zhang Jin is destined to be here today, and he will be a grass ring in the future in return for great grace. . "

Sigh Qing Ling was thin, and laughed again.

"I have received this great gift from you, but I can't help but do something."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Jin trembled, and then he smiled bitterly. Don't forget that you will also die, how can you save me? Isn't this funny?

He only felt numbness in his scalp. Someone seemed to glance at him lightly. Suspicious clouds appeared in his heart. It was a breeze. Why? He glanced secretly, but saw the young man in the green shirt grinning, but the smile was cold and grinning.

He died holding his increasingly trembling fingers, and Long Feili stood with his hand in front of him ~, the wind and snow blowing from the short and dumb door gradually increased, but the bright yellow coat was still motionless.

He had the urge to take a peek at the emperor's look, but was frightened suddenly.

The whole cell seemed to be caught in a very quiet condensate for a moment, and only the jailer who was not out of breath was breathing slowly and weakly.

At this time, Nian Xuanyuan suddenly said, "Xuan Yuan can't come out, father-in-law, can I trouble you to come and pick up something."

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