Playing to the death and cheating on you

However, that man was still ignorant, he was still hanging limply on the chair, turning a deaf ear to all the impending doom. 【26nbsp;】

The eldest princess was so excited that her hands trembled.

Although the second prince raised many dead men, and although she grew up in intrigue...but it was her first time to kill someone with her own hands.

In the palm of your hand, there is already sweat.She flew up and rushed over at an almost unbelievable speed... She didn't encounter any resistance, and there was no accident. Even An Dekang, who used to be by his side at all times, was gone.

The eldest princess's dagger was on the main artery of his neck, as long as his hand was tilted, a person's life would be ended in a very slight way.

However, the man remained motionless.

The eldest princess' heartbeat became even more violent.She opened her eyes wide, as if her heartbeat was the only one left in the world—wait a minute, that person had no heartbeat, no temperature... His whole body exuded a chill and coldness that was more cruel than severe winter. Frozen... like an imperceptible iceberg, like a dead wood that has been frozen for thousands of years...

But, listen carefully, he still has a little bit of heartbeat, but it is no longer a heartbeat, just the arteries are slowly lingering.

At that time, the eldest princess suddenly had a very strange illusion in her heart—it was as if this man was not alive at all...or, in other words, most of him had already died...just because of the only obsession deep in her heart, Let him hold his breath for a long time, let that breath still slowly rise and fall and linger in his chest...

She was in a daze, holding the dagger with both hands, but couldn't stab it.

A gust of night wind blows.

At that time, the sky was gradually getting dark, and the gorgeous four-wheeled carriage erected by the Eight Fire Dragons had already covered its tent, lavender, light quicksand, dark moon and high winds... On such a night... a man exudes breath of death...

Even with the dagger resting on his aorta, he didn't move, didn't even open his eyes.

In the last bit of sunset, his faint face was illuminated, which was also the mysterious ice of ten thousand years, but the last bit of brilliant Tsinghua was reflected in the light.

Heh, it was the first time she discovered that this brother of hers was really good-looking.

His eyelashes are so long, his face is so pale, like spring snow in March, peony in May, as still as a virgin and moving like a rabbit...

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