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Chapter 7

Huang Zhen was really guilty, pretending to be calm and cursed, "I hate him when I see him."

Su Shaoxuan endured the pain, put his head on the ground again, knelt down, and said hoarsely, "I know my mistake, I deserve to die."

His body was like autumn leaves falling under the cold wind, lonely and miserable.

Huang Zhenzhen rubbed his hands.

This bastard, his acting skills are better than before.

"You know you deserve to die. Since you want to die so much, then drag it out and chop it up."

Su Shaoxuan raised his head suddenly, a trace of panic flashed across his gray face, all dignity was left behind, and he knocked his head one after another.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I beg Your Majesty to be merciful. How Your Majesty wants to torture the servants. The servants are willing to do so. I beg Your Majesty to show mercy."

He had let go of all his arrogance and dignity, and he really didn't know how to please her.

It is not a pity for him to die, but if he dies, not only the ten cities of the Su country but also his relatives will die, and even the entire Su country may be destroyed.

Thinking of the consequences, Su Shaoxuan knocked his head harder each time, making a heavy sound every time he knocked, but within a few times, his forehead was already bleeding.

He has no ability, so he can only beg her for mercy.

Huang Zhenzhen took a step back in fright.

Shit, in order to survive, Xie Shaoxuan, a bastard, can do anything, doesn't it hurt him?Is the ground soft?

Holding a skeptical attitude, Huang Zhenzhen clenched her fists tightly and punched the ground hard. In an instant, the pain was so painful that her tears almost slipped down.

pain……

it hurts...

Suddenly, her right hand was grasped by a pair of warm hands, and a faint scent of plum blossom entered her nose.

This plum fragrance is fragrant and elegant, and it smells so good that people can't help but want to sink into it.

"How old are you, why are you still so frizzy? Fortunately, you didn't hurt your bones."

Yu Qingfan's voice was very nice, but it just sounded so unbearable.

Huang Zhenzhen was not used to his sudden gentleness, so she withdrew her hand and breathed lightly.

The surname Yu suddenly treated her so well, it must be the weasel who wished the chicken a new year, and he had no good intentions, so it's better to stay away from him.

Yu Qingfan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he simply sat back in his seat and continued to drink porridge.

"Your Majesty... Hurry up, call the imperial physician." Eunuch Zhu hurriedly said, and the whole room was in chaos.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty, please forgive me."

Su Shaoxuan's voice was like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, full of pleading.

The ground was stained red with blood, and the blood on his forehead also slid down, covering his extremely handsome face.

Huang Zhenxin softened, "Okay, stop knocking."

For a dog's life, as for this?If he died, wouldn't she be a murder suspect.

Su Shaoxuan didn't understand what she wanted, so he could only kneel down, choked up and said, "Your Majesty, please give this servant a chance, and this servant will...serve His Majesty well."

Huang Zhenzhen walked around him three times.

Is Xie Shaoxuan's mind trapped by the door?

He was already with other women, how could she be with him.

Looking at his injury again, why is it so real?

Huang Zhenzhen squatted down and picked apart the clothes that were as thin as cicada silk. His body was covered with wounds, including knife wounds, whip wounds, scalds, and scalds. All kinds of scars were intertwined, which was shocking.

Moreover, many places have been rotten, and the scarlet blood is mixed with rotten pus, and a stench is faintly emitted.

Huang Zhenzhen's face turned pale, and she tore his clothes abruptly, and the eye-catching scars made her face change drastically.

His body is densely packed, there is almost no intact place, and every wound is a new wound added to an old wound, which does not seem to be fake at all.

Looking at his face again, there is pain, forbearance, and determination.

Even if he knelt on the ground humbly, he still had an indescribably noble aura, which Xie Shaoxuan didn't have.

Xie Shaoxuan has a pretty face, but his face is only wretched and snobbish.

Moreover, if Xie Shaoxuan had suffered such a serious injury, he would have screamed a long time ago, so how could he bear it...

In an instant, she realized a possibility...

This person is not Xie Shaoxuan at all, he just looks very similar to Xie Shaoxuan.

Oh my god... How can there be two people who look exactly the same in the world?
The clothes were torn suddenly, Su Shaoxuan's eyes hurt, and he wanted to pull up the clothes conditionally, thinking of his countrymen, Su Shaoxuan forcibly endured it.

Being so humiliated by so many people looking at his naked skin really made his life worse than death.

Su Shaoxuan's eyes turned red, and he suppressed the hot tears in his eyes.

Eunuch Zhu gave a wretched smile, "Your Majesty, I want to meet Mr. Su here."

Huang Zhenzhen clearly felt Su Shaoxuan's body tremble.

She twitched the corner of her mouth and roared, "No."

So many people are watching, she is sick, and she is being watched as a erotic palace.

"The old slave will send him to your room tonight to have fun."　
Three black lines slid down from the top of Huang Zhenzhen's head, "We'll talk about what's going on tonight."

"Then how does His Majesty plan to deal with him?"

"Punish according to the rules. Remember, you can't hurt his life. Then find a doctor, that is, an imperial doctor. Show him that what should be treated still needs to be treated."

"Yes, the old slave understands." Eunuch Zhu smiled wretchedly again, with malicious intentions.

Huang Zhenzhen didn't understand, what did he understand, what was he doing with such a treacherous smile?

Su Shaoxuan couldn't hold back his tears any longer, and they fell down. He knelt down at her feet in a humiliating posture regardless of everything, grabbed her dragon robe in a panic, and choked up, "Your Majesty, please...don't..."

"Let go, let go, I won't kill you anymore, what else do you want, take him away quickly."

Even if he wasn't Xie Shaoxuan, she didn't like him because of his identical face. Besides, she didn't do anything to him, she even found a doctor for him.

"Your Majesty... I beg you...forgive me..."

Su Shaoxuan almost collapsed, even though he was powerless, he could only beg her, tens of thousands of lives, all in her one thought.

He begged bitterly, but the person in front of him was completely indifferent, and he was dragged down by the eunuch, leaving bloodstains all over the place.

Huang Zhenzhen frowned.

Is there any misunderstanding here?

Why is there such a thick sadness in him?

With doubts, Huang Zhenzhen returned to his bedroom.

She waved everyone away, and sat quietly on the bed alone, meditating.

In modern times, she is a clothes seller, and the store is short of staff, so the boss asks her to go to City A for shopping.

The clothes she purchased were expensive for the boss, so he didn't want any of them. Instead, he made a list for her and asked her to buy them according to the style.

But the price given by the boss is very low, and the price cannot be negotiated at all.

Unfortunately, his salary was deducted, and he fell again. Not only his pants were broken, but his underwear was also torn.

Her pockets are empty, and she can't even afford a pair of underwear, so she can only go to the street stall to buy one.

Unexpectedly, the underwear at the street stall was not cheap either. She bought a pair of old-style men's underwear for two yuan.

Thinking of that pair of underwear, Huang Zhenzhen looked depressed.

The owner of the stall kept saying that he was a gold digger, and that the underwear was dug out from the ground, and it was at least 1000 years old.

Although she has never passed the history test, she still has the minimum common sense, can she still wear clothes that are more than 1000 years old?Who are you kidding?
From 2000 yuan, she cut it to two yuan abruptly, and when she got home and wore it, she woke up here.

Could it be that her time travel has something to do with that little underwear?
　The story of this little girl can be long and long...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)