The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 462 I especially prefer Yuxiu Palace.

"Can you not go?"

His tone was like begging.

Shuangxi's lips parted slightly, even though her whole heart felt like it was about to burst from pain, she couldn't make her utter a complete sentence.

Can you not go?
The sensible answer is, no.

She had to go, she couldn't ruin his future.

Chonghan buried her head on Shuangxi's shoulder: "Don't leave, and don't marry someone else."

He was afraid, ever since he knew that Shuangxi would leave the palace in three years and be betrothed to someone else, he was afraid.

His heart has never been stable.

He wanted to know what was wrong with him, and he didn't understand until the moment when he couldn't help holding Shuangxi in his arms and felt at ease.

Shuangxi closed her eyes heavily, and when she opened them, she pushed Chonghan away with great force.

Chong Han staggered two steps back, looking at Shuangxi with downcast eyes.

She gave herself some time to calm down, "The second prince, please keep in mind your identity and the heavy burden on your shoulders. After leaving the palace, the slaves will have their own lives. They will have children, husbands and children. In short, they will definitely not marry the second prince." If there is any further communication, please ask the Second Prince not to ask similar questions."

After Shuangxi finished speaking, she ran away from Chonghan's sight.

Fortunately, the night is quiet.

……

The three captives were held in the dungeon by officers and soldiers.

The next day, Chong Leng went to interrogate him with a frowning face.

"See the second prince!"

The perennially dark dungeon is filled with the smell of blood. The whips left bloodstains on people's bodies, and the red-hot irons left marks that could not be removed for a lifetime. None of the people who were imprisoned came out alive. Life stays here.

Chong Leng looked at the prisoners on death row who were separated by the last line of death, and asked, "Where are the three assassins captured last night?"

The officers and soldiers stationed in the dungeon led the way: "They are interrogating, but they would rather die than recruit. One of them has passed out."

Chong Han looked at the cold lock cylinder: "Open the door."

The officers and soldiers opened it immediately: "Yes."

……

Concentric Hall.

"Your Majesty, the second prince has gone to the dungeon to interrogate the three assassins captured last night."

Lord Long Live sat on the dragon chair, sipping tea carefully: "Li Yu."

Eunuch Li replied respectfully: "Your Majesty."

"You said...why did the assassin go to Yuxiu Palace last night?"

Long Live Lord has doubts, he has already vaguely expected that no matter what the danger is, he seems to be particularly partial to Yuxiu Palace.

Long live God knows Concubine Hui's temperament to some extent.

The alienation, coldness, and those ruthless eyes all seemed to tell him that Concubine Hui was not very human.

Eunuch Li scratched the back of his head puzzledly: "This...Your Majesty, I beg your servant to be stupid. This servant really can't think of it."

Grandpa Long Live rubbed his chin, his eyes gradually became deep.

……

On the border between Yanchi and Beixia, Hutou gang's cottage.

At noon, Pi Xiuxiu was lying on the bed, moving her sore body, "Mmm..."

Stretching comfortably, he still wanted to continue sleeping, but when he just closed his eyes, he felt a feeling of being pressed from his waist.

Pi Xiuxiu woke up with a start, he turned his head and saw a slender hand with delicate long fingers on his waist.

Mr. National Teacher...

They...they last night?
Pi Xiuxiu remembered that they both drank too much last night, talked a lot on the roof, and then...how did they get back to the room, and how did they sleep on the same bed?

Outside the door, there was a shadow hovering non-stop.

(End of this chapter)