Quick-wearing female partner is a poisonous heart lotus

Chapter 521 Vicious Tyrant (50)

He Qian folded the papers. After spending such a long time in the capital of the monarchy, he would not be so stupid that he did nothing.

"Yes." Before leaving, the dark guard took another look at His Highness's expression.

He cast gloomy eyes over.

The dark guard immediately lowered his head and left.

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He Qian returned to the couch later, still unable to fall asleep for a long time.Not knowing what kind of mood he was carrying, he sneaked into the deep palace under the cover of night.

But I didn't want to, I saw that scene.

But no one knew that after everyone left, the person they thought was dead gradually opened his eyes.

Miao Ziteng looked at the man in front of him, exhausted all his remaining strength, and struggled to crawl towards him, grabbing the corner of He Qian's clothes with bloody hands.

"Help me, help me" His upper and lower lips opened and closed silently, his face was in a mess, and his eyes were ashen.If he was given another chance, he would lock Junzi up and torture him, and vent all the humiliation he had received from her on her!
As for He De'an... Oh no, it's Churan, Changsun Futu, Xu Zhiwen, including everyone related to her!Damn them, damn them all!
"help you?"

He Qian silently measured the wound on his chest pierced by the long sword, and the corners of his mouth raised up inexplicably, but there was no smile.

It's not dead yet, it's really fate.

"What are the benefits of this hall?"

He straightened up.

Miao Ziteng's eyes were delighted, and his instinct to survive made his eyes suddenly shine.But he never thought that the next moment a long sword pierced his chest again, and the wound was torn open again, bleeding profusely!
His eyes widened, and he was forced to look up at the murderer who finally ended his life.

He Qian's eyes were fierce, and he held the handle of the long sword and finally pushed it forward a few minutes.

Miao Ziteng died quickly, no different from the one who fell to the ground with his eyes closed just now.

He drew out his long sword, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Fate is big, what's the use? It's not the same as death." It's just the difference between being stabbed.

"But in this case, she can only find me to cooperate with her." His expression was as gentle as if he was fascinated by something. "She has no way out."

"After all, it's only me."

The cold sword is sheathed.

"..." The memory came back.

He Qian was sitting in the carriage, stroking the hilt of the sword at his waist with lowered eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

"Your Highness, where are we going now?"

The guard outside the carriage asked, his dantian was calm, and he heard that he was a Lianjiazi who had practiced kung fu for many years.

"Outside the city, of course."

He Qian thought of the figure who had just entered the palace and saw the figure riding a horse running out in a hurry, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth became cold, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Lifting the curtain of the car, even though gunpowder smoke is filling hundreds of kilometers away, the oppression and fear at the border does not seem to have spread to the bustling capital.

Even if a few people are aware of all this, these stupid and ordinary people will continue their mediocre life.

When the war brings famine and blood and tears here, when the imperial court begins to collect food and soldiers, wives and children are scattered, families are destroyed, and all the dangers are in sight, the people will realize how terrible the war is.What is more terrifying than that is the subjugation of the country.

He Qian put down the curtain, but it was still floating in front of him, and the outside scene was faintly visible in front of him through the gap.

A muffled voice sounded from inside the carriage.

"A certain person, there is no need to exist anymore, and staying can only be an eyesore. Now... let's clean it up thoroughly."

"Yes."

The carriage turned around three kilometers away from Kyoto.

(End of this chapter)