The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 897 Shut up.

The sharp and harsh words made Gu Lingchen lost his mind.

Only numbness and pain in the chest remained.

She has changed.

But she hasn't changed.

She was gentle and peaceful to everyone, but she was still so indifferent to him.

"I never loved her. The only one I love is you."

Fu Qingran was stunned for a moment, then looked at Fu Ying, pinched her daughter's cheeks, and laughed abruptly, as if she didn't take his words into her heart, she couldn't go to such an uncertain future. Accept it, "If it's okay, I'll take Ying'er back."

She walks gracefully.

Half a step never stopped.

However, that slender and arrogant figure has always been engraved in his mind, and it has not disappeared for a long time.

Gu Lingchen came back to his senses when there was only icy cold wind left in the house. It was already half a stick of incense after Fu Qingran left. Seeing that he was in a trance, Su Qingmu asked worriedly, "Mr. .are you all right?"

"I'm fine, how could something happen to me."

He closed his eyes and said, "Where is Su Zhenyan buried?"

"Master." Su Qingmu was also very depressed, and said, "At that time, Nangong Mo seemed to have thrown her into a mass grave—it's been four years, and she must have been eaten by wild beasts."

What Su Qingmu said is also a possibility.

"Go and see."

The man's voice was very soft.

"Master Xiang, you are not going to whip the corpse, are you?"

This is too fucking perverted.

"It's just a blow to the bones."

Su Qingmu: "."

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south.

ten days later.

Bai Ziyu's injury is slowly recovering, Chu Xi basically stays by Bai Ziyu's side every day, sometimes for two hours, sometimes for one hour, more time, Chu Xi will be with Mango.

Teach him how to write.

Rong Jingshen never showed up, and it took so long that she thought that this person had disappeared from his world.

But she didn't know.

Every night when she fell asleep, a man would sneak into her bedroom and linger in front of her bed for a long time.

This day, after Chu Xi left, Luo Ran walked to the bed of the man who was reading a book, and whispered something in Bai Ziyu's ear.

The book in the latter's hand fell directly to the ground.

with a snap.

The face is also full of haze.

"Didn't Rong Jingshen be stabbed by Xi'er?"

"This is also what my subordinates don't understand. The palace servants at Juzhulingxuan reported that his injuries have not healed, and they see a lot of blood being brought out every day. However, the people at Tinglan Hall said The man who broke into the empress' bedroom was indeed, Rong Jingshen.

He looked as healthy as if he hadn't been injured. "

Bai Ziyu got off the couch, his wounds healed quickly, and now he can move freely, the tall figure of the emperor is getting darker and darker in a place where the sun can't shine, "His wounds are much heavier than the lonely ones.

Impossible to do well in such a short time. "

According to the report from the secret guard, Rong Jingshen has appeared in Tinglan Hall every night in the past few days.

Seeing blood every day, it must be that Rong Jingshen committed suicide in the middle of the night, causing the injury to worsen.

Bai Ziyu closed her eyes.

Rong Jingshen also loves Chu Xi.

"Go to Zhulingxuan."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After they arrived at Zhulingxuan, the door was open, Qin Feng brought out the basin full of blood again, and Bai Ziyu heard Fu Yan's rambling at the door.

"Hey! Your Majesty, I said what is the point of your doing this—

Are you ready for this injury? "

Even though his tolerance is amazing, when Fu Yan was dealing with those rotten and inflamed wounds, Rong Jingshen couldn't help but groaned, "Shut up. If you say more"

(End of this chapter)